How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 245

Subjugation of Velbroke (13)

A drop of blue paint fell onto the lukewarm water.

A drop of paint dropped into the water leaves only a small trace at first.

However, it gradually spreads into the cup, increasing its power here and there, and eventually dyes the entire cup blue.

a tiny drop. At first, it was just the beginning, but by the end, the world inside the cup had changed to a completely different landscape.

No one knows how the water shaking in the cup will fluctuate, or how the paint shaking in it will spread.

However, the results are all the same. The change that begins with this small drop of paint changes the world. The butterfly effect caused by that small variable ends up turning around and turning the distant future into play.

‘I’ve been researching a way to create this paint-like existence at the Imperial Research Institute. Prince Lienfel.’

These were the words of the great sage Sylvania.

Prince Lienfell, who had been seriously injured by Sylvania’s research, tried to ask what Sylvania was researching and observing in return.

And the answer returned from Sylvania was that this world was a closed world that would end without notice someday.

Eternal darkness that cannot even be observed. ‘The Cliff Point’.

The promised darkness that all the possibilities of the future that stretch out in various directions are over, and no matter how you struggle, you must face it.

As they observed that primal fear together, Prince Lienfel had no choice but to swallow dry saliva.

‘No matter how you observe it, the future hasn’t changed. How the world should escape from the depths of darkness that even its cause cannot measure, I have been shutting myself in the laboratory of the Lily Palace to devise only that method.’

Prince Lienfel trembled and spoke.

‘Then… did you figure out a way?’

‘no.’

At those words, Prince Lienfel swallowed dry saliva.

‘However, I’ve just made several possible hypotheses. The conclusion I came to is that the world we live in is a closed world. It’s a world where no matter which way you advance, you have no choice but to face the same end.’

‘I can’t believe it even after hearing it with my own two ears…’

‘It has to be. However, if this hypothesis is correct… there is a way to struggle somehow. If you can’t get out of the cliff area with only the possibilities within this world, you have no choice but to call in an existence outside the world that will cause a new variable. He is a person in the world who has nothing to do with the flow of this world.’

Sylvania closes her eyes.

Observed through the Aspect Magic that I have been researching all my life, I feel the existence of a different world beyond that far away world… I definitely feel it.

‘I don’t know how it will work. And no one has ever tried it, so we can’t jump to conclusions about how it will be implemented. It’s because it attracts beings who are not subject to this world.’

‘…Then, if there’s anything I can help with, I’ll help as much as I can.’

‘thank you. Prince Hwang. But there’s not much I can be sure of.’

Aspect magic is still a field in which many unknowns remain.

Sylvania is the world’s best authority on Aspect Magic, but there are still too many things that haven’t been tried.

‘It requires a lot of mana and preparation time, and there are still plenty of magic formulas to study. And even if I tried, I don’t know if I’ll be able to call it back to the time we are in now. Will it be able to summon itself, or will it be possessed by someone in our world… whether it will appear in this place now, or will it come to another place in the distant future or in the past… There is so much to research, I don’t know if I can confirm that. Because the power of Aspect magic that controls time and space is originally uncontrollable…’

Because it’s magic that challenges the world’s providence, something no one has ever done before.

Because everything is an area of ​​exploration that remains in the unknown area…

‘And, even if I call it out… I don’t even know if it can really bring about a meaningful change in the world.’

‘Then… there is nothing to be sure of…! How are you going to solve such a huge problem like that…!’

‘That’s right, you can’t be doing nothing.’

Even with the feeling of grabbing a straw, shouldn’t we try all the possibilities that come into our hands?

The idea of ​​life is noble, and the idea of ​​life is precious.

I don’t accept death as much.

I don’t want to accept the end of the world casually. I have no desire to conform to such a fate.

Sylvania Robester has no doubt that humanity can escape its promised end.

They do not run away in fear, nor do they weep and lament.

The fear of darkness tries to erode your mind, but you don’t care and shake it off.

Go out in front of the public with a smile on your face. I’m sure nothing will happen It tells us that the peaceful peace of mind will continue.

Even so, he continues his research to resist the providence of the world.

Secretly from the public, with the support of Crown Prince Lienfel, he locks himself in the lab and formulates calculations all day long.

Go out to the Rameln Mountains, observe the stars from the top of the mountain, and calculate the flow of magical power.

Occasionally, they use Aspect Magic to observe other worlds, and sometimes confirm the promised end of this world once again.

Eventually, he devotes a long time to completing the summoning circle that summons the existence of another world. However, the flow of the observed world does not change. Still, the future is moving towards the precipice of endless darkness.

Still, Sylvania doesn’t care and implements the summoning circle again. I keep doing more research, and I try again and again, but I still don’t think about changing the flow of the future.

Still, he does not give up hope and tries again and again, but in the end, Prince Lienfel is frustrated first.

‘Can’t you try again and again and again and again! It’s also a meaningless struggle! It was foolish to try to resist the providence of the world!’

‘Prince…’

‘Useless! Useless! This doesn’t mean anything…!’

Prince Lienfel eventually fell into frustration and despair and hit the desk.

As it is, he pushes his arm and pushes away all the research books and papers on the desk, and shouts while tearing his hair out.

‘I never doubted that you were the savior who would save the world! But you… I thought no one but you could stop this promised end! And so are you…! We were already done! We can’t escape this despair!’

Seeing the prince tearing her hair apart, Sylvania couldn’t speak any further.

It’s not because I don’t understand that distant despair and fear.

At least, the reason Prince Lienfel was able to keep his sanity was because that deep darkness was still in the distant future. Because she knows that her own lifespan will run out before the end.

That’s why I was able to move only with a sense of mission to save the world.

If it was a fear right in front of me, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything other than lock myself in my room and tremble.

However, even though there was still quite a bit of time to move, Prince Lienfel couldn’t do anything.

Before long, Heomu begins to eat the crown prince. He thinks that no matter what kind of life he lives and how much he cultivates, he will eventually be devoured by darkness… He loses the will to live a meaningful life.

Even Sylvania gets kicked out of the imperial family.

He gave up his greed for imperial power and disappeared beyond history.

Eventually, on the day he was kicked out of the imperial family, rumors about Sylvania circulated among the public.

No matter how sage Sylvania was, in the end, he couldn’t be free from the serious crime of directly injuring the crown prince.

Seeing Sylvania being exiled to Aken Island, he whispered like that. That’s enough to last a long time.

Sylvania did not bother to explain the truth.

However, he smiled broadly as he left for Aken Island.

The distant future that has been observed many times and eventually converges into endless darkness.

Various types of flows that I saw countless times in the process. It was because I wanted someone to remember that I was never frustrated even though I had observed the number of cases.

-Hwaaaaak

The eyes of Sylvania, the great sage who wielded a staff, widened.

Arriving proudly, a huge dark giant coiling around the entrance plaza of the living quarters swings its arm. Magical power covers the entire area of ​​the living quarters plaza, and ink-colored blades that rise from the darkness fly into Sylvania’s defense line and block it.

– Kaga gak gak!

Just like that, when Glass Khan raised his massive body upright, the shape of a demon in the form of a shadow completely caught his eye.

It’s not a trick. It actually exists right in front of your eyes.

Jenika Failover, who overcame her trauma alone, is the highest level dark spirit that has fully manifested in the world with her own power.

For a moment, Sylvania’s body was taken aback by the dark energy of magic. As it is, Sylvania falls off the spire and gets stuck in a small shopping mall building next to the plaza.

– Bang!

Sylvania, who barely managed to get a hold of herself in the rising dust, still had her surprised eyes.

Sylvania Robester was not simply surprised to see that gigantic demon-shaped monster.

Del Heim Hourglass, an invention of Filona Bloomriver, a disciple who would never have seen the light of day in the end.

Lucy Meiril, who did not understand the fighting method of the weak and had to be defeated by being stamped out by the difference in strength.

Jenika Failover, who experienced a major failure and was in despair that she would never be able to overcome.

Secluded in the laboratory of the Lily Palace, in the flow of thousands of futures that I have peered through the Aspect Magic over and over again…

Variables that have never been observed are coming up one after another.

Sylvania looks up from the rubble of a collapsed building.

It’s a strange thing.

There are so many strange things.

The fear of the darkness encroaching on her head shakes her head saying otherwise… but Sylvania shakes her muddy pupils while talking.

I wonder if this is a strange thing. I think about it myself.

And the strangest of all.

The blonde-haired man who sat leaning against the outer wall of the collapsed Trix building and glared at Sylvania Robester.

The miasma that flowed from those eyes was imprinted in their memories, constantly stimulating Sylvania’s consciousness.

Clinging to the mind that has been engulfed in darkness for a long time, madness rises again. Raising her mana, she stood up again.

As I floated into the sky, I saw Jenika Failover sitting in the magic circle, clutching a wand tightly.

Her eyes, which always seemed gentle and kind, were looking at Sylvania more aggressively than ever.

The hair has been leaked white here and there, and the imprint of darkness is being pushed up along the skin… but the two eyes are firm.

Sylvania manifests high-level elemental magic. Fire, wind, water, earth, and all kinds of magic trembled and flew toward Glascan.

Dark magic is manifested and most are incapacitated, but some magic is effective. The elemental magic that directly hit Glaskan’s body causes a huge explosion and covers the area with light.

However, the opponent is an elemental spirit of the highest rank.

It doesn’t care about that level of attack. The dark magic that flew towards Sylvania soon covered the plaza.

– Kwakwang! bang! bang! Whoaaaaagh!

The rising dark red flame burns everything in the world equally. A black flame spell that can only be used by Glass Khan. It is a pure flame of darkness that burns and destroys not only material things, but also magical powers.

However, it cannot respond to Sylvania’s Aspect Magic.

Sylvania, who came out of the ‘space curtain’ that wrapped around her body in an instant, sits at the top of the spire again in a fine state.

Dealing with that giant is still quite a struggle. Especially because it is a dark spirit that doesn’t hit elemental compatibility well.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t win. It just takes a little too much work.

It was the moment I thought so.

At some point, the entrance square is filled with water. I noticed it too late because of the deep darkness.

As if there was a flood… The water that flowed endlessly along the surface of the plaza was covering the entire area little by little.

Yenika Failover, who was sitting in the center, was also submerged almost to her knees.

Jeong Ryeong-sik – Suwon manifestation.

However, it differs from the one used by Ed Rosteyler’s Spirit Lacia in its scale.

──No matter where it arrives, that place is the sea.

There is a spirit in the legend called that. It is a mythical giant spirit that eats giant monsters in the deep sea and even chews and swallows reefs.

The highest ranking water spirit, Friede.

It was the name of the huge whale that suffered from a high fever for over a week and had to lose its eyesight even though it was summoned with the power of the phoenix ring.

There is a legend that the legendary elemental spirit of the Age of Mythology, ‘Delchrome’, once leisurely summoned two highest-ranking spirits at once.

However, that ridiculous feat was often taken as exaggerated to elevate the mythical hero.

This is because no matter how well a person is born with the temperament of an elementalist, there are bound to be human limitations.

However, the image of Jenika concentrating on her wand with her hands together is sincere.

If he, an ordinary human being, wanted to tie the feet of the historical figure Sylvania Robester… he thought he had to do this much.

At the point where this is possible in the first place, an ordinary human being is absolutely not. As if she couldn’t reach that far, Ye Nika only gathered her mental strength while pouring blood.

Blood pours like a waterfall.

Even in the dripping blood, the eyes are wide open.

Holding the staff tightly with trembling hands, I clearly felt the spirit response in my whole body burning.

– Woo-woo-woo-woo.

It was closer to the beating of a huge sailboat than the sound of a spirit.

The size of a whale that leaps into the sky after breaking through the floor of a huge plaza… it easily overwhelms a few buildings.

Water streams rose due to Friede’s descent, and it seemed like rain was pouring from the sky.

Just by manifesting, Friede appears dragging hundreds of lower spirits.

Looking at the army of spirits rising next to a huge whale soaring into the sky, it is as if you are watching a fleet protecting and dominating a huge mothership.

Various kinds of spirits, together with the huge whale spirit, rise up and fly around Glascan, which is about to cover the sky.

Is this the present world, or is it the spirit realm where spirits gather?

An army of enormous numbers that cannot be distinguished covers the world.

As the sky full of monsters was swept away, all kinds of elemental spirits flew up against the background of the roaring Velbrook.

Sylvania was standing on the broken spire, looking straight up at the scene.

Yenica Failover lowered her head.

As the blood pours out, a high fever rises. All five senses are in pain from the burning sensation, but I still can’t relax my body.

Not only did he run out of mana, but he was on the verge of using up all of his strength to maintain his minimum life.

The reason why I’m shaking is because I don’t even have the strength left to breathe. I could barely see what was in front of me, and even my sense of touch had weakened.

Even so, Jenika Failover did not collapse. There is only one reason why she persists, saying things like this and doing things she shouldn’t do. Because she has something to protect.

Its appearance was very different from the Jenika Failover that Sylvania knew.

With Friede’s roar, Glaskan’s highest level of dark magic raids Sylvania.

Attacks that cannot be blocked with normal magic power. And even the firepower and quantity are far beyond common sense.

Sylvania raised the magic of the Aspect for the time being. If it is the power of Aspect magical power that can ignore the providence of the world, it can subdue even the spirit arts on a scale beyond common sense.

The great sage, Sylvania, is a mage whose logic of power does not work in the first place.

Even the army of spirits rising up to cover the whole world, in the end, it’s just a matter of how efficiently you suppress them.

Dark red magic entwined around the spire.

Even after using an absurd scale of Aspect Magic dozens of times, the amount of magic power still shows no sign of drying up.

The sound of Velbroke’s roar covers the island of Aken, and the breath it shoots sweeps through hundreds of spirits in the sky. Friede, who is swimming in the spirit-filled sky like outer space, wipes out a group of monsters by wagging her tail once.

In the midst of that, Sylvania widened her eyes. The madness of darkness crawling through her body whispers in her ear.

A death like a comfortable rest for those who struggle without meaning.

Help me to escape from the vicious cycle of endless suffering in a futile life.

Buried in the dark for a long time, unable to endure it to the end, the deep frustration of unknown limits makes it possible to draw out mana.

Highest Aspect Magic – Nothing.

Aspect magic that covers the entire area spreads throughout Aken Island.

It’s unbelievable that such a small body could hold this much magic power.

Sylvania, raising her cane and letting out a fishy smile, thinks. I didn’t want to go this far, but now I really can’t help it.

The magic of emptiness, which erases existence itself, has a far-reaching scope.

It is the most powerful constellation magic that even Sylvania, who is a master of constellation magic and a rare genius, cannot properly control unless she is strong.

After using it once, the aftereffects are very severe. That’s why even Sylvania refrained from using it, it was a magic of such an enormous scale.

The power to turn even that enormous army of spirits that cover the whole world into ‘non-existence’.

Just by manifesting, just by looking at it, its existence itself is denied, a power that shakes the providence of the world in its hands.

Yenica Failover is fighting to the death. However, even that would be useless in front of Sylvania.

The idea to give you a comfortable rest.

With that alone, Sylvania lifted her eyes and stretched out her hands toward the sky. All of this will end in an instant, like a candle being blown out.

It was the moment I thought so.

– Whoaaaaaaaaaagh!

– Quaggagak!

Aspect magic can only be countered with Aspect magic.

The great premise has never collapsed. At most, only the creator of this world could deny the absoluteness of Aspect Magic, which could not be countered by any match.

However, Sylvania’s Aspect Magic is suppressed by the enormous amount of Aspect Magic.

It is so large that it rises above the island of Aken and tries to cover the forces of the spirits. There is no way that a user of Aspect Magic who can cover that level of magical power exists in this world.

Sylvania opened her eyes wide and looked at the source of magical power.

The top of a building outside the half-destroyed living quarters.

Covered in blood, Lucy Meiril barely managed to stand still.

A phoenix ring shines in the hand tightly clenched between dripping blood. The principle was also brought from Aspect Magic, so Sylvania was well aware of it.

A magic tool that draws future magic power into the present and forcibly inflates the amount of magic power.

Why does Lucy Mayrill have it?

This, too, must be a future that has never been observed.

Even if it’s the same magic tool, the effect varies depending on who uses it.

Genius Lucy Meiril, who commanded the world without any magic tools, draws the magic promised in the future into the present.

Even that is not an amount of days or months. At least 1 year, or 3 years, up to 5 years beyond.

Lucy Meiril, who can recover the magic power of several hundred people in just a few days, how enormous is the amount of magic that Lucy Meiril can acquire only after gathering it for several years.

Lucy Meiril no longer looks back.

The daunting future of living without magic for the next few years was not even considered.

survive right now If you have a reason to live, use all the means you have.

The blood-stained girl, united by that single thought, raises her terrifyingly calm eyes.

The amount of mana directed towards the ring is already at an astronomical level. Nevertheless, after repeating the act of attracting and attracting mana over and over again, eventually the ring that could not withstand the enormous amount of mana began to crack.

Still, Lucy doesn’t care. He wants to deal with Sylvania, but no matter how much magic he gathers, it’s not enough.

– woo woo woo woo

Along with Velbroke’s roar, Friede’s heartbeat echoed in the sky.

The gigantic giant Glaskan, who raised his magical power, wipes out the monsters and spreads an evil laugh in the air.

And, when Sylvania closed her eyes for a while…

Lucy Meiril, who was far away on the other side, was right in front of her nose.

Lucy Meiril, who has gathered magical energy at her fingertips, sticks her face in and talks.

“There is something that old man used to say.”

Did he already throw away honorifics in the meantime?

It was before Sylvania could even react to that attitude that was truly Lucy Merillil.

“He said he met the worst teacher ever.”

Recalling Sylvania, I remember the image of the old man sitting in front of a campfire.

Glockt was always benevolent and kind to Lucy, but there were times when his tone became brusque when talking about anecdotes about Sylvania.

Still, the face was smiling.

It must have looked like he was reminiscing about the greatest teacher he had ever met in his life.

– Kwaaaang!

When a huge amount of Aspect mana hit, Sylvania fell off the spire again.

It gets stuck in the building next door, but the mana still overflows. Even so, Sylvania was slowing down little by little.

A piece of Sylvania’s memory speaks to her.

It is a memory of meeting a boy wizard who lost the will to live in an empty life.

There is also a memory of a giant wolf spirit looking down on the beach as if it were boring on the peaceful Aken Island.

I also remember the memory of setting up a school and teaching magic ceremony in a simple classroom with only a blackboard and desks.

Come to think of it, I lived that kind of life.

It wasn’t always the Lily’s Palace laboratory and Prince Lienfel’s office that he lived while worrying about the grandiose future.

The memories rising from the dust are records that Sylvania has struggled with.

– ‘Future is nothing to change, and eventually it will be closed to the catastrophe. We’re done!’

– ‘Stop this futile struggle! There is nothing we can do but… accept death!’

Letting out such a cry of despair, Prince Lienfel kicked the desk and knocked it over. Caught in fear and futility, he tore his hair out saying that all of this was useless.

Hundreds of Glaskan’s dark arrows hit. Even when Sylvania is pinned to the outer wall of a building, it quickly activates a defensive circle and blocks them all.

However, Lucy jumps in and blows the follow-up blow, which shatters the defense circle.

Even so, the memories of frustration burrowing into my brain try to eat Sylvania again.

The voice that had been repeated over and over again that there was no point in having hope any longer, tried to block the accident again.

Lucy, who raised her magical power again, was hit with high-level elemental magic to block her movement, and directed the direction of the next Aspect Magic to Jenika’s main body, which was responsible for all the quantities.

The greatest weakness of the elemental lord is that he can subdue the main body that is using the elemental magic.

However, Lucy Meiril draws out the Aspect Magic from her entire body, turning the direction of Sylvania’s magic.

Lucy’s struggles, which seem to be half unconscious, are all effective hits.

She gritted her teeth and resisted the magic of Sylvania.

Lucy, who has neutralized all of Sylvania’s elemental magic, presses on her large witch hat and leaps again.

Numerous explosion circles embodied around Sylvania explode all at once. Sylvania quickly manipulated her magical powers and received all the shocks, but she could not cope with Friede’s highest level of water magic.

The sound of Friede’s heartbeat cuts through the skies above Aken Island once more.

The highest level of water magic, ‘submarine pressure’.

Where Friede is, that is the sea.

As if to prove that fact… The spreading water pressure of the deep sea covers the whole area. Every place that magic touches is covered with unbearable pressure.

With Sylvania’s petite body, a direct hit from the pressure of that far-off deep sea would kill you instantly. I once again drew on her mana and tried to hold on somehow, but I couldn’t stop myself from being slammed to the floor under the pressure.

– Kwaaaang!

The reason of Sylvania, where only fragments remain, whispers to her buried among the rubble.

Are those years of sitting at a desk all my life, peeping into the future, and observing the apocalypse really meaningless?

Was resisting the futility that covers life just a struggle without any meaning?

I thought I had already answered that question.

A future that had never been observed in the distant past.

Those present beings resisting with unexpected power.

A new question is thrown to Sylvania, who has experienced hundreds of setbacks.

Even though I have observed all future streams stretching out in thousands of directions over and over again.

If there was a branch of the flow that I had never seen before.

It’s so feeble and useless that I wonder if it’s even possible to reach beyond that gigantic cliff… but if it exists for sure.

The variable of this world that overturned all future trends.

A drop of water that fell into the closed lukewarm water was… Who could it be?

——In the beginning, the answer was decided.

– Kwaaak!

Amidst the rubble of the building on the other side, a bloodied Ed Rosteylor stands up.

He limped through the dust and braced himself, holding a dagger in one hand and holding a little bit of magic power in the other.

I stare at Sylvania with ghostly eyes in the falling dust.

His goal has never changed. It’s not that complicated, or great, or grandiose. Now, having to explain it will only hurt your mouth.

However, he catches his breath and straightens his head.

Although stained with blood, his will has never been broken.