Episode 983
‘oh. Mind again.’
The conversation taking place next to me was so interesting that even just a quick look made me stare as if I was fascinated.
Illendil shook his head and returned his focus to the Baldrogard student.
‘Kind…is it okay? Well… it could be seen as being kind…’
The junior of the Wardanaz family was clearly sociable and had a wide range of friends.
Illendil, who had no relationships other than with a few juniors (even though he wasn’t very comfortable dealing with those juniors), could feel it instinctively.
That junior is the complete opposite of me!
In the first place, it was difficult not to have wide feet since I was taking all classes.
It was a bit surprising that this also applied to Baldrogard students…
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Indeed. Anyway, I’m a senior who I don’t know much about. I’ll tell you when I find it.
‘I’ll probably never find it again.’
Ifeldrem: Thank you!
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Ask Gonadaltes. Gonadaltes knows this very well.
To reconcile the two, Illendil did his best despite his limited skills.
Ifeldrem was reluctant to go to Gonadaltes, but he seemed to be slightly swayed by the news that he could find 6th grade senior Wardanaz.
Ifeldrem: I don’t want to hang out with him because he’s an eccentric and mean person… I understand. I’ll think about it.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: If you’re a wizard, you have to learn how to get along with people you don’t want to get along with.
“Other demigods cannot be allowed.”
“Why!”
“Learn how to handle it. Changing something just because it’s difficult to handle is something a coward would do, not something a royal disciple would do.”
At that moment, I saw a person next to me who I didn’t want to hang out with, or rather, a junior who was hanging out with an artificial half-body.
Seeing that, Illendil became even more confident in what he had said.
Ifeldrem: That’s a good thing! That’s definitely true! Actually, I’ve had that happen too. When I entered Baldrogård, I bought a new mansion nearby, but it doesn’t seem to fit in well with the newly hired maids. Perhaps because it was the western part of the empire, the customs were a bit unfamiliar.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Wow… that must have been really hard.
Illendil was truly saddened that he was not of the dark magic school.
If I had learned high-ranking curses, I would have been able to curse even strangers.
Ifeldrem: But as time went by, we became close friends. After becoming friends, I started to understand the good qualities of the other person.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Yes. Can we stop talking now?
Illendil slowly tried to end the conversation.
It seemed like the more I talked about it, the more upset she would feel.
However, Ifeldrem had no intention of letting go of the Einrogard student who had been talking to him separately for a long time.
Ifeldrem: Hey, can I ask you a few questions about magic?
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Why don’t you ask Mr. Baldrogard or the professor?
Illendil sarcastically said with a bit of grumpiness.
If you really have an in-depth question about magic, it won’t be easy for Baldrogard wizards to answer it.
But the answer that came back was unexpected.
Ifeldrem: Now, you and the professors all went on an imperial carriage trip to commemorate the spring evening primroses.
“……”
Illendil felt a violent killing intent well up in his heart, as if he had seen an outsider destroying the forest.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox:…Ask. for a moment. Why didn’t you go?
Ifeldrem: Ah, the magic I’m researching right now is fun!
“?”
Illendil tilted his head.
And then, because I didn’t understand, I called Lee Han.
“Uh, over there…”
When the student interfered with his efforts to learn magic with his artificial demigod, the crazy clone glared at him coldly.
Illendil lowered his head at that look in his eyes.
“Oh, it’s nothing…”
“Right. “Keep doing nothing.”
“Yes, yes.”
Illendil calmly looked away.
A Baldrogard student stopped playing because magic was fun.
‘Maybe it’s a coincidence or an illusion…?’
Ifeldrem: I am currently designing a compressed magic circle and a stacked magic circle. Basically, the sum of the increase and decrease in magic power within a closed magic circle must be the same. However, if you look here, the magic power is only coming from the dodecahedron ruby reagent part. I don’t know where I made a mistake.
“!??!?!”
Compressed magic circles were a technique that compressed more than a dozen magic circles into one magic circle.
A highly difficult advanced skill that even students of the Einroguard school of magic usually enter in their upper grades!
The same was true for the stacked magic circle. Different magic circles are stacked vertically and overlapped to create an upward and linked effect. It was more difficult than a compressed magic circle, but it was definitely not easy.
But a Baldrogard student is asking this.
Illendil wondered if he was being deceived.
Could it be that the other person is an Einrogard student pretending to be a Baldrogard student?
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: What grade did you say you were in?
Ifeldrem: Me? 3rd grade.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: By any chance… Did you ever receive an offer from another magic school when you entered Baldrogard?
Ifeldrem: Huh? How did you know? I received an invitation from Petrogard.
Magic School Petrogard was never a magic school like Baldrogard.
A place where outstanding magic item artisans are trained.
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If I had ever received an offer from a place like that, it made sense that the other person would show that level of magic even though he was a third year student at Baldrogard.
If you are a 3rd year student at Petroguard…
‘No, it’s still great, isn’t it?’
At that level, there was a high possibility that he was one of the greatest geniuses in Petroguard. Illendil did not understand and asked again.
Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Why didn’t you go to Petrogad?
Ifeldrem: All my friends decided to go to Baldrogaard.
“……”
Illendil sighed deeply without realizing it.
The imperial officials viewed Einrogard as a thorn in their eyes, but in reality, it was Baldrogard who was truly a thorn in their eyes.
A hellish place that takes wizards who might have talent and rots them in the bud!
“Have you finished persuading me?”
A junior’s voice came from behind.
When I turned around, the collar area was heavily scorched, as if it had been hit by flames. Illendil asked in surprise.
“B-bunshin…?”
“yes? ah. no. “I was so excited while practicing magic that I made a mistake.”
Ignoring the artificial half-body’s complaints, Lee Han went into his magic training.
When I thought about it, there was absolutely no reason to listen to an artificial demigod or a crazy clone asking me to learn powerful and evil magic.
Lee Han just had to do the magic he wanted to do.
And as a result, I realized something unexpected.
The truth was that the power of artificial demigods was more useful than expected.
-The success rate has really gone up! great!
-You’re so boring …
-Please continue to do so in the future.
– When will the continent be dominated …
There was no need to draw out or use extreme power like a crazy alter ego.
If it was just used as an assistant, it wasn’t that difficult, and it was much more useful to Lee Han at the moment.
Increases the chance of success for difficult spells that currently have a high chance of failure when cast.
The good thing about divinity was that even difficult phenomena that would require hundreds of processes and theories could be intuitively implemented if it were magic.
Thanks to this, Lee Han was so excited that he almost burned his clothes while practicing his new flame attribute.
“Thank goodness… I thought it was a clone attacking me.”
“ah. but. “I thought you would be angry that I only practice magic carelessly.”
“I didn’t mean that…”
Illendil did not mean that.
In the first place, none of the magic that the junior was practicing was at a level that a second year could do.
“But surprisingly, you didn’t get angry.”
“Uh, really…?”
“yes. “You’re telling me to do whatever I want?”
“?”
Illendil tilted his head.
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t believe it was said by a crazy alter ego.
“ah! okay! “If you were being sarcastic…”
“So I asked him if he was being sarcastic, and he got angry.”
“……”
Illendil looked at Ihan with eyes of astonishment.
The most mysterious thing about this junior was not his innate magic power or his innate magical talent.
It was madness to say something like that in front of the crazy archmage’s clone.
How on earth can you say something like that?
“Anyway, no. “I think it’s actually right to use it like this, but… Senior, why don’t you try using it too?”
“I’m done.”
Illendil was disgusted and answered immediately.
If he could borrow divine power, he would just use it to revive and regenerate the forest, and he did not want to practice high-level magic by contacting a suspicious artificial demigod.
Who would do something like that unless they are crazy about magic?
“So, senior. “Did you convince me well?”
“uh? Uh…”
Illendil briefly summarized what had happened.
I spoke well to the other person, persuaded him, and it turned out that the other person was this kind of wizard…
“…What kind of ridiculous lie are you telling?”
“Jin… It’s real!!!”
As his junior looked at him as if he were dumbfounded, Illendil felt truly aggrieved.
There really is a wizard like that in Baldrogard!
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‘It’s just my guess, but I think Master is in a pretty good mood right now.’
Lee Han thought so as he walked out.
If not, some of the things that have happened these days are unexplained.
Teaching other students on behalf of the professor, or not getting angry when Lee Han practices easy (by the standards of crazy alter egos) magic without telling him to…
There was only one theory to explain all these mysterious phenomena.
It feels so good to be your crazy alter ego!
“…?”
The crazy clone looked at his disciple as if he was suspicious of something.
Although there was no evidence, he had a feeling that the disciple was having arrogant and profane thoughts.
Either way, Lee Han continued to think.
‘Then you will be able to fully understand what I am going to do now.’
“Master!”
“What’s going on?”
“I’m going to go to the next lecture now, is that okay?”
“…What kind of lecture is this that you’re asking separately?”
The crazy alter ego’s understanding of his disciple has definitely increased.
The fact that I am asking here means that it is not a general lecture.
“Swordsmanship lecture, <Sword and Life>…”
“……”
Immediately upon seeing the crazy alter ego’s distorted face, Lee Han realized that he had made a mistake.
That was definitely not the energy that a person in a good mood could give off.
‘shit. ‘You judged wrong.’
I said it boldly, thinking it would make me feel good, but I ended up not getting my money back.
“I can’t believe I’m taking a swordsmanship class during this time. “Do you really not know what’s important right now?”
“That’s what I was originally hearing, but…”
“quietly! Other magic, even if its level was trivial, did not deviate from the path. But swordsmanship is a different story.”
“Wouldn’t swordsmanship also help with magic if its level increases?”
“That is an absurdly long way back. “The day is getting late. Why are you going back on the road?”
The crazy clone did not deny that high-level swordsmanship had something in common with magic.
In the end, using power and changing the world was the same.
However, it was foolish for a wizard to waste time learning swordsmanship just because of that commonality.
“for a moment. Master, aren’t you also trained in close combat?”
Lee Han recalled a memory from the past and asked.
You teach yourself and then tell your students it’s a waste of time?
“I’m saying there’s no need to do that because the royal family learned it themselves. “Once you reach the level of magic, there is no need for small tricks.”
My crazy alter ego was much more stubborn than I thought.
Even when the past was mentioned, it did not waver at all.
“…The senior who teaches this course is quite an unusual person. Aren’t you curious?”
“I’m not curious.”
“He casts all kinds of magic using his swordsmanship.”
The crazy clone paused for a moment.
Then he opened his mouth again.
“Guide me.”
“!”
