Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy
chapter-475

Yi-Han didn't want to escalate the situation.

This was the punishment room directly managed by the skull principal, and there was nothing good about staying here for long.

He just wanted to quietly, while being mindful, take only Professor Verduus and leave, but...

Ferkuntra was jumping up and down, saying he would finish off the spirit that would be somewhere underground here.

"Mr. Ferkuntra. You need to calm down. This seems to be the enemy's main base."

The torrent was so strong that it was on a different level, and when Ferkuntra blocked it, it immediately struck back even stronger, so it was clear that the main base of the spirits that caused the flood was around here.

When a spirit from another dimension stayed for a long time, reality also changed to match it.

It was an even more disadvantageous environment for Ferkuntra, who had to fight with only the restricted power of an avatar.

"Don't fight and just find the professor and leave."

-Lend me your power!-

"No..."

-Just this once! If you listen to my request this time, I will listen to your request next time!-

"...Aren't you being too determined just because the other party pretended not to hear you once?"

Yi-Han realized it was impossible to dissuade Ferkuntra.

It was an exchange where Yi-Han had nothing to lose if he lent his overflowing mana and received help later, but...

'No, why is he so angry?'

To Yi-Han, who didn't know much about honor, pride, and self-esteem among spirits, Ferkuntra only seemed to have bipolar disorder.

"I understand. But don't overdo it..."

-By promising rewards for opening the seventy-two golden chests, attendants shall reach even further!-

"..."

-I will additionally open the doors of the inner treasury! Warriors, assemble!-

"..."

Seeing Ferkuntra mobilizing spirit armies by spending his wealth because the attendants he had called earlier were not enough, Yi-Han felt the situation gradually escalating.

-Strike! The roar will become the trumpeter, so advance forth! Avengers, there shall be thunder gold for those who repay in kind to the enemies who insulted me!-

The spirit army formed a formation and began to charge with a fierce spirit.

The spirit's torrent, which had been pushing through the passage until just now, evaporated and scattered, quickly being pushed back.

"..."

Yi-Han followed behind Ferkuntra's avatar with a disgruntled expression.

Now that he had entered, he couldn't just stay still.

"Hee... Heeek!"

"It's a crazy mage...! A crazy mage!"

The imperial felons collected by the skull principal, who were imprisoned deep in the punishment room, were terrified when they saw Yi-Han, burying their heads between their knees and trembling.

Outside, they were people who had committed all kinds of atrocities without the slightest fear, but since coming to the punishment room, they had long felt how insect-like they were compared to the greatness of magic.

In the midst of that, some crazy mage was leading a spirit army and engaging in a battle that would only happen on the day of the continent's destruction in the passage, so they couldn't help but be afraid.

'Is it a new crazy mage who came to condemn us?'

"Excuse me, may I ask..."

The moment Yi-Han spoke, one of the criminals strangled his own neck with all his might and collapsed, foaming at the mouth.

"..."

The other criminals acted similarly.

Yi-Han took a deep sigh and hurriedly ran after the spirit army.

Professor Verduus diligently wrote a letter, put it in a glass bottle.

Then he cast magic and threw it outside the bars.

Originally, there would have been no way to deliver a message outside, but the story was different now.

The spirit flood that occurred in Einroguard.

The skull principal, who encouraged rather than prevented the prisoners in the deep punishment room from suffering from the flood.

These few factors overlapped, creating a situation where he could deliver it outside by riding the torrent just by throwing a glass bottle.

Professor Verduus diligently tore the next paper and prepared a letter.

"Ah. Stop it, Professor. As if anyone will come."

Kettle from the Doduk family, a graduate imprisoned in a cell on the opposite side of the corridor, was annoyed.

"Which of the professor's disciples will come to save the professor?"

Another professor with strong self-esteem might have been provoked by a disciple's provocation, even if he was a graduate.

However, Professor Verduus was a person with an extraordinary mental world.

Kettle's sarcasm had no effect at all.

"Why wouldn't they come to save me?"

"...Well, because the professor is... Ah, forget it. Anyway, stop it. They absolutely won't come. If they do, I'll live as a goat for a week."

"No. They will come."

"Ah, really, how did I end up imprisoned in front of Professor Verduus... Wait. Did the principal deliberately arrange this? He's really too much. How hard did I work in the lecture on personality education?"

Kettle tapped his chest as if he was resentful.

How hard had he worked in the personality education lecture to wash away his sins?

Not knowing such efforts and imprisoning him in front of Professor Verduus like this.

"Professor, you should also stop the nonsense and quickly make an artifact of repentance. If you committed a sin, you should pay it back with labor."

"I told you I'm not guilty."

"Ah. Yes. Of course you'd say that."

Kettle chuckled.

He could believe anything else Professor Verduus said, but he couldn't believe the words 'I'm not guilty' coming from Professor Verduus.

"I also didn't steal and transform the village livestock. I didn't receive guild investment and lose it either. It's all a misunderstanding, but I was unlucky and got imprisoned!"

"Huh? Then quickly tell Gonadaltes."

"...Guard! Guard! Please change my room!!"

Kettle tapped on the bars, but no one came.

Well, even though the rising water from the spirit flood reached the top of his head, no one came, so there was no way they would come.

"Grrgle... Grrgle. Mage. Mage. Please help me."

The voice of a prisoner on the verge of drowning in the next cell could be heard.

Kettle and Verduus were mages, so they could block the incoming water, but ordinary criminals couldn't.

Kettle muttered nonchalantly.

"You won't die anyway."

"Die... Grrgle. Die... You crazy mage bastards..."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't you have more creative curses?"

The sound coming from the next cell was cut off. It seemed to be completely submerged.

Kettle stopped paying attention and called Professor Verduus again.

"Professor. Stop tormenting the disciples who absolutely won't come, and let's think of another way. Isn't there a way to escape?"

Although Professor Verduus was a crazy beaver mixed-blood mage, no one could deny the professor's skills.

As an Einroguard graduate, Kettle remembered the skull principal's maxim, 'There is a loophole in all magic.'

Professor Verduus would be able to find that loophole even better.

"It's impossible."

"No, you're not even trying to find it... What if you create a crack in that wall with enchantment magic and somehow make a gap?"

"Gonadaltes put <Baqwantallana's Sorrow> on this wall."

Baqwantallana.

A great enchantment mage from hundreds of years ago whose name every enchantment mage knew.

And the field where Baqwantallana was renowned was none other than the labyrinth that imprisoned mages.

One of the magics that decorated that labyrinth was <Baqwantallana's Sorrow>.

It was a magic like a solid iron wall that nullified all kinds of magic attempts.

"That... That much? No, if you have that much gold, give it to us as research funds!"

Kettle was furious.

How could they waste <Baqwantallana's Sorrow>, which was so expensive, on a cell like this?

Einroguard students were struggling to secure support funds for research like <What kind of socks should be worn to better endure cold-type magic?>...

"But you can still solve it, right?"

"I can somehow break through that itself if given time. But the wall behind it is entirely <Paldar Lji's Gold>."

"...No, this is really too much!!"

Paldar Lji.

Just as all enchantment mages knew Baqwantallana's name, all transformation mages knew Paldar from the Lji family.

The mage who developed <Paldar Lji's Gold>, which was known as 'No substance can become more perfect than this here'!

...And they wasted that on a cell!

"I wanted to obtain even a piece of that, so I participated in several imperial auctions and requested sponsorship, but you pretended not to know!?"

"You should have stolen it?"

"I need to know it exists to steal it!"

Kettle was fuming.

Despite having graduated, there was still something about Einroguard that made students angry.

"This <Paldar Lji's Gold> can also be broken through, but behind it..."

Professor Verduus recited the magics arranged in this cell without changing his expression.

Kettle was completely overwhelmed by the magnificent and grand lineup of magics.

'This crazy...'

As he said that there was a loophole in all magic, the skull principal knew very well how to compensate for it.

The more intricately the magics were linked together, the more the loophole shrank like a pinhole.

Kettle newly felt how great of a grand mage the skull principal was.

...Although he didn't know why he was showing it in the punishment room...

Bang!!!

"???"

The roar coming from outside.

Kettle tilted his ear, wondering what was going on.

It was a sound that ordinary imperial people couldn't hear, but Kettle's ears, as a skilled mage, heard the silent screams of spirits mixed in with the roar.

■■■■■■! ■■■■-■■■!

■■■■■■■!

'What? Are the spirits fighting?'

He knew that the spirit flood was happening outside, but he couldn't understand why the spirits were fighting among themselves.

It was rare for spirits to have differing opinions in such a huge flow.

"I see."

Professor Verduus nodded and opened his mouth. Kettle unconsciously turned his gaze.

No matter what, wasn't Professor Verduus a professor?

He must know about this situation...

"What is it?"

"They came to save me."

"...Ah, seriously, nonsense..."

"Professor Verduus! Professor Verduus, are you there!!"

"?!?!?!?!!!!"

Kettle thought he had gone crazy after being imprisoned in the punishment room.

In the distance, he really heard the voice of a student looking for Professor Verduus!!

'Has Einroguard fallen????'

Kettle was the kind of person who genuinely believed that the possibility of Einroguard falling was higher than a disciple coming to save Professor Verduus.

"Professor Verduus!"

"I'm here! I'm here!"

"Professor!"

"Yes! Quickly open it!"

The disciple even seemed to really care about Professor Verduus.

Kettle just blinked his eyes and tried to grasp the situation.

"Please wait a moment! I will confirm the location and open the door next time!"

"Why?"

Yi-Han didn't need to answer.

Before he finished speaking, the cell corridor expanded sideways like crazy, and spirits fiercely rushed in from both sides and began a power struggle.

Ferkuntra's subordinate spirits wielding thunder, lightning, and thunderbolts as weapons.

The flood spirits who confronted them, shooting storms and rain as arrows to block them.

It was such a fierce battle that even the sturdy cell creaked.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa-bang!

"Ah, be careful!! I'm next to you!"

-Don't worry! Do I look so sloppy that I would hurt the contractor!?-

'Yes...'

-Come out, the leader of the petty thieves! I need to see the face of the one who insulted and ignored my proposal!-

Ferkuntra drew out Yi-Han's mana once again.

Drawing out the contractor's mana was something that had to be done carefully unless one had made a fraudulent contract with some crazy demon, but just like humans, spirits tended to become a bit brazen after repeating it a few times.

Yi-Han looked at Ferkuntra in bewilderment.

'No, even if I have leftover mana, can you just take it like this?'

Yi-Han made a mental note to strongly protest after the battle was over.

"You... you... you...?!"

"Ah. Senior!"

Kettle made a suffocating sound like the prisoner trapped in the next cell.

Not knowing what state the senior was in, Yi-Han shouted urgently.

"I will bring you food after the battle is over!"

"What... what the hell... are you doing...? Gah. Can't breathe, can't breathe...!"