Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 1067

Chapter 1067

Though he heard the spirit shouting something, it didn't reach the focused young prince's ears.

Currently the most important thing was passing on magic to his disciple.

Compared to that, whatever an evil spirit babbled wasn't very important.

With really good luck he might reform, but most couldn't overcome their nature. The prince didn't have high expectations for evil beings.

-I understand! I'll try to endure more!-

'Such situations probably won't come often...'

Ignoring the spirit's words once again, the prince thought.

The theory that appropriate tension improves mages' learning ability had been proven since ancient times, and the disciple before him particularly excelled in that quality.

Then when situations like this occurred, he needed to learn as many magics as possible.

Such good situations wouldn't come very often after all.

If it was the skull principal he would have said 'If crisis is needed, I can create crisis directly!', but the young prince was still inexperienced and naive so he couldn't make such evil ideas.

He only thought about somehow teaching more when such opportunities happened to come to his disciple.

'Is there no other way?'

-Gaaaaaaah!-

Awakened by Yi-Han's volunteering and the prince's encouragement, Saratan endured with grit.

Though his body kept collapsing and recovering, powerful high-ranking spirits like Saratan weren't used to pain.

For such a spirit to endure so tenaciously was truly amazing.

"M-Master! Could you perhaps help?"

Even Yi-Han who had believed the prince would naturally step in if the situation became truly dangerous shouted in slight panic.

The sound of Saratan's screaming was on a different dimension from before.

-Alright, Disciple. Now, what did you feel while doing spatial movement?-

"What? No... that... here Saratan..."

-Agogogogogo!-

The young prince gestured. Whatever magic he cast, Saratan's screams were muted.

-That's better.-

"Reducing sound doesn't make it..."

-Now, Disciple. What did you feel while doing spatial movement?-

"...I thought both casting speed and precise coordinates were quite difficult."

-Right. Even if you succeed in casting spatial movement magic once, reaching mastery isn't easy.-

As one of the highest difficulty magics, spatial movement magic required enormous time and effort to become proficient even after casting once.

Moreover, there were various advanced properties to additionally master.

Normal spatial movement, penetrating spatial movement against targets with counter-mana, substitution spatial movement exchanging objects in existing positions...

'But what does this have to do with now?'

Yi-Han felt anxious while infusing mana into the spirit and supporting with various enhancement magic.

His master's explanation didn't seem immediately necessary for the current situation.

Though the teachings about spatial movement magic were certainly amazing, was this needed for blocking pressure from refraction magic?

"Master! I understand. Where should I cast spatial movement?"

Yi-Han cut off the prince's words and shouted.

Though his level was still immature, he had no choice. Saratan's body was literally twisting.

At this rate, Saratan's will would collapse before Yukbeltire could complete the magic.

-Not yet, Disciple. Please listen a bit more.-

The prince skillfully stalled for time.

Since it had come to this, he planned to teach a few more spatial movement magics.

If possible he wanted him to learn self spatial movement too...

Crack!

"!?"

At the loud breaking sound, Yi-Han turned his head in surprise.

He thought perhaps Saratan's waist had broken but that wasn't it. Saratan was still enduring.

Something else had broken. Yi-Han noticed Yukbeltire's face had turned paler than he'd ever seen.

The thin adamantite plate had cracked.

For cracks to appear in the core that needed to fix and engrave all this magic - Yi-Han was shocked.

"H-how?! No. I'm sure I calculated the burden properly?!"

Yi-Han and Saratan were suffering like this to disperse the pressure unfolding from magic casting.

No matter how reliable adamantite was as a material, it couldn't bear the magic's burden entirely alone.

Yet for cracks to appear like this was unbelievable.

-The adamantite purity isn't as high as expected. Other impurities were mixed in.-

"What? Of course we use alloy!"

Yi-Han shouted in surprise at his master's answer.

Was Yukbeltire some continental emperor to use pure adamantite plates?

Even the skull principal wouldn't waste like that...

...Well he might, but he wouldn't dare in front of students.

"It's nearly impossible for an Einroguard student to obtain high purity adamantite!"

-Indeed, Disciple. A regrettable misunderstanding. To think the quantitative amounts of substances thought to be the same were different...-

"...Master, you're not smiling right now are you?"

Yi-Han felt something strange.

Of course the young prince always had a smiling face.

But his smile now felt like it had some other intention.

As if welcoming this situation...

'Must be my imagination?'

-Disciple. Please listen. Now that it's come to this, you'll have to learn another new magic.-

The young prince's voice was full of happiness at calculating he could teach one more.

"I'll stop. Retreat outside!"

Yukbeltire shouted coldly from behind.

Though she felt like wringing Professor Verduus's neck in regret, that wouldn't bring back the failed magic.

Now was time to retreat without being stubborn.

-Be quiet.-

"We need to retreat quick..."

-Now, Disciple. Listen.-

Yukbeltire's voice was also muted. It was truly amazing illusion magic.

'No. How did he do that?'

Even Yi-Han as a student who had learned magic couldn't guess the principle at all.

He hadn't cast it directly on Yi-Han, nor on Yukbeltire...

"M-Master. Senior there is saying to retreat? Shouldn't we retreat without forcing it?"

-Then would that mage really leave Disciple alone? Wouldn't she come ask again?-

The prince speaking tilted his head for a moment.

Come to think of it, would that be better?

'No. She might not be able to ask again.'

While the prince pondered, Yi-Han was immediately persuaded. That senior was certainly someone who would keep following and bothering him.

...And Professor Verduus had to be made to kneel too!

"You're right. What should I do?"

-Do you remember the rhythm spell shown at the tower before?-

"By rhythm spell..."

Yi-Han recalled the conversation with the great artist.

Rhythm spells were spells that strengthened magic power by containing music magic principles.

There were several methods of refining spells to raise magic power like repetition spells, but few means had as high a peak as rhythm spells.

In fact, hadn't Yi-Han completed <Beavle's Flying Sword>, a complex enchantment magic, borrowing rhythm spell power?

It was magic he originally couldn't have cast being so complex and tricky.

-Please cast the magic I tell you using that.-

Royal True Gold.

This transformation magic was passed down in the young prince's family, that is, the royal family.

All the various transformation magics Yi-Han had learned until now had fixed results.

<Jarun's Inelastic Rubber> was magic that created swamp-like rubber, and <Rock Sand Transformation> was ultimately magic that created sand.

Such fixing of results was an unavoidable choice in transformation magic. Otherwise the magic's difficulty would soar too high.

However, this magic the young prince brought out now only had gold in its name but wasn't actually related to gold.

"Oh!"

-?-

"Nothing."

Magic that temporarily transformed one substance into a virtual substance close to omnipotent that didn't exist in reality.

That was Royal True Gold.

It was easy to understand thinking of the philosopher's stone or dragon stone.

Of course any reagent would pale in comparison to those two but...

"...Indeed. You mean to substitute this for the damage to the adamantite?"

-It's enough to block until the magic ends, Disciple. Once the refraction magic is all done, there's no need to endure pressure anymore.-

"But what Circle magic is this?"

-Hurry, Disciple! Quick!-

Yi-Han looked at Saratan.

It seemed he couldn't do this magic with spatial movement too, and would need to briefly leave Saratan's position.

"Are you okay..."

-He says he's fine! Go!-

The prince covered Saratan's mouth and helped reduce his burden instead. Then he gestured to go quickly.

'Is he really okay?'

Feeling such doubt, Yi-Han moved hurriedly. He saw Yukbeltire's mouth moving.

"Senior what are you doing?"

"Mmph mmph mmph mmph mmph."

Yukbeltire who usually didn't express emotions well waved her hands with an angry face.

She pointed at Yi-Han, then pointed outside the basement.

She would stop the magic so quickly go outsi...

-Disciple!-

"A-alright."

At the painting's urging, Yi-Han moved to the adamantite plate. Yukbeltire stamped her feet as if dying of frustration then glared at the prince.

The young prince smiled naturally as if nothing was wrong.

At that sight, Yukbeltire raised the young prince's danger level to extreme within herself.

Extreme - Young Prince <-

High - Skull Principal

Very High - Professor Verduus

Meanwhile song flowed from behind. Yukbeltire turned in confusion at the sound mismatched with the urgent situation.

'The refraction...!'

<Ahiman's Refraction> magic was slowly being engraved on the plate.

The adamantite plate that had cracked and seemed about to spew out magic rather than be engraved was maintaining its form.

Looking with surprised eyes, pure gold glittered in the plate's cracks.

Not real gold, but gold outside reality formed by magic.

That gold maintained the magic in place of the lost adamantite. Realizing the principle, Yukbeltire looked at her junior in surprise again.

Even so, to cast such high level transformation magic so casually?

"Master! Is this maintaining properly?!"

-Please maintain just a bit more, Disciple. You're doing well.-

"No it's not maintaining..."

Yi-Han panicked seeing the pure gold about to lose power and return to its original form.

It was like a baby basilisk, endlessly demanding more no matter how much mana it absorbed.

To need this much mana just to maintain a handful of gold.

'Am I casting the magic wrong??'

Even in confusion, Yi-Han trusted his master and kept maintaining the magic. At least he didn't have to worry about mana.

The young prince smiled at that sight.

Originally he should have cast several mana securing magics before going in, but as expected his disciple was enduring even without that.

He almost wished for one or two more accidents to happen.

-Are you alright, Spirit?-

-Yes... thank you for worrying...-

-Are you really alright? You don't feel like you might collapse, or can't endure?-

-I'm fine! If that bastard is enduring I can too!-

The young prince invisibly sighed.

This spirit really wasn't helpful.