Life of a Magic Academy Mage Chapter 990

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Episode 990

 ‘I was worried for no reason.’

 Giselle thought that from now on, she should ignore even if Wardanaz says things like, ‘I’m tired of being associated with a crazy spirit,’ ‘I’m distressed by being associated with a crazy demon,’ or ‘I’m annoyed by being associated with a crazy giant.’

 There are times when everyone says something that is different from their true feelings.

 When students at White Tiger Tower receive an offer to play hardball before an exam, don’t they wake up saying things like, ‘I really don’t want to do this, but I can’t help it, this is the only time.’

 Perhaps Wardanaz is a similar case.

 “It looks like this lecture deals with the study of learning.”

 “?”

 Lee Han, sitting in front of the crazy clone, tilted his head.

 What my crazy alter ego was reading right now were books related to “Magic Algebra and Esoteric Geometry.”

 “Magic algebra and esoteric geometry…”

 “It was not called that in the days of royalty. There has been quite a bit of progress in the topics covered.”

 “!”

 Lee Han was pleased.

 If what the crazy alter ego said was true, then the crazy alter ego could have been a bit lenient as far as this lecture was concerned.

 In the old days, the names were different, they were not subdivided, and there were no convenient formulas discovered later.

 If so, Einrogard students would have made much more progress than expected.

 “indeed. “Then shall we just skip this lecture?”

 “But there are some areas where we are overly complacent. “If you are an actor, you must be able to prove and understand the formulas you deal with, not just memorize them.”

 ‘Oh.’

 Lee Han suddenly felt ominous.

 It was like an instinct trained as an experienced student.

 no way?

 “Call the other wizards together. “I will begin the royal sermon.”

 “…yes…”

 Lee Han thought to himself as he went to call his friends.

 ‘It’s a good thing that the <Magic Algebra and Esoteric Geometry> course is a second-year course.’

 It would be much more bearable if you shared the same pain with your friends.

 …Of course, I didn’t know if my friends would think that way too…

* * *

 “Wizard. “With just a stick and a compass, try drawing this cubic Ark into a cube twice the size.”

 “yes?”

 Gainando, who had dragged a chair to sit in front of the principal, or rather his crazy clone, with his other friends, was taken aback by the sudden order.

 “I can’t… I can’t!”

 “I guess so.”

 The crazy clone nodded.

 Although there were many shortcomings, the basics were definitely solid, as expected of his fellow students.

 What the crazy alter ego just asked was a question for which there was no answer in the first place.

 “This is a problem that cannot be solved without the help of vision or magic. It is also a famous problem since ancient times. Twenty-three wizards died trying to solve this problem…”

 “and. “How did you answer right away?”

 The Blue Dragon Tower friends were slightly impressed.

 Of course, if I thought about it carefully, I was able to think of it as it was a question I had learned before, but Gainando answered right away without thinking at all.

 Could it be that Wardanaz’s education is finally paying off?

 “I just answered that I couldn’t do it because I didn’t know.”

 “……”

 My friends cast disdainful looks and turned their heads. For some reason, Gai Nando felt aggrieved.

 I just answered that I don’t know what I don’t know…

 “But there is a difference between simply saying something is impossible and fully understanding why. A wizard would naturally have to be the latter. You wizards should be able to explain.”

 The students who were listening to the explanation of the crazy alter ego suddenly had a question and asked Lee Han.

 “Wardanaz. Wardanaaz.”

 “Why are you calling me?”

 “Is this the topic of this final exam?”

 This semester, <Magic Algebra and Esoteric Geometry> was being conducted in a quite unusual way.

 Because the professor was away, Senior Yukveltire was giving the lecture in his stead.

 Fortunately, senior Yukveltire’s lecture was much better than I expected (more precisely, than Professor Ver Mo’s lecture). Even the students who had been confused by the professor’s disappearance had now adapted.

 However, what the crazy alter ego was teaching now was different from what senior Yukbeltyre had been covering recently.

 what?

 “uh. Probably not. “There’s no way Master would know the topic of the final exam in the first place.”

 “…But why are you teaching this?”

 “hmm. “That’s a valid question.”

 Lee Han nodded at his friend’s words, raised his hand and asked.

 “Master.”

 “What’s going on?”

 “Isn’t our final exam an elemental polynomial? Obviously, if the progress is correct…”

 “It doesn’t matter.”

 “?”

 The students gathered in the room murmured.

 That’s not important.

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 “What do you mean it’s not important?”

 “Maybe they’re canceling the test?”

 “Is that possible?”

 “First of all, since he is the principal’s alter ego, he might have authority…”

 Despite the students’ whispers, the crazy clone opened his mouth without changing his expression.

 “The important thing is to find and reflect on the source of the learning you wizards learn.”

 “……”

 “……”

 “I will start again. The purest and most artistic elements of esoteric geometry are straight lines and circles. Excellent wizards were able to draw countless comic books with just these two things. Since then, many tools, magic, and laws have been discovered, but the wisdom contained within has not disappeared…”

 “Wardanaz. “What should we do?”

 “Isn’t this a big problem?”

 “It’s noisy. “Get up.”

 “!”

 Some students who were whispering were pointed out by the crazy alter ego and were forced to stand up. Among them was Kainan Island.

 “Explain the impossibility of the construction problem you just mentioned.”

 “Oh. that is…”

 “Well, if you don’t get help from magic or spirits… that’s… difficult… why is it difficult…”

 “In order to do what you just said, you need to be able to construct irrational numbers using only straight lines and circles, but that’s not possible. “The numbers that can be constructed are…”

 “!!!!”

 Not only his friends who woke up together but also other students were surprised to see Gainando muttering loudly.

 “Wodanaz taught you?”

 “Say, that’s nonsense. “At that rate, I could teach a rock to sing.”

 After Gainando’s explanation was finished, the crazy clone waved his hand. The students who got up sat down again.

 “It’s not perfect, but you get the gist. I will forgive you just this once. If you interfere with the royal family’s teachings in the future, you will be punished accordingly. “Let the wizards be alert.”

 The friends who sat down expressed their gratitude and asked with hand signals.

 -How did you answer?

 Kainando also responded with hand signals.

 -Lee Han told me.

 -what? how? You didn’t have a chance to do that?

 -When I woke up, a piece of paper was attached to my hand using telekinesis.

 “……”

 The students were amazed.

 It was not the prince’s magic skills that were increasing, but Wardanaz’s magic skills.

 ‘What a monster. How could something like that happen in such a short period of time…’

 ‘Is it possible to handle telekinesis magic so delicately?’

 ‘Regardless of that, it’s even more surprising that they managed to avoid being heard while speaking.’

 Even while his friends were amazed and his crazy alter ego was lecturing, Lee Han was thinking about something else.

 ‘Am I the only one taking a different test this time?’

 Surprisingly, Professor Knighton, who taught the <Magic Algebra and Esoteric Geometry> course, was a magician with an ingenious educational belief that allowed students to take separate tests according to their level (exactly only one).

 Thanks to this, Lee Han has been solving more difficult problems on his own since last year. Even when I think about it again, it was truly ridiculous and unreasonable.

 Still, I thought it would be a little better this time since there was no professor at the school and my crazy alter ego was there to help…

 ‘hmm. In fact, it seems to have gotten worse.’

 I wondered if this was right, since I was listening to a crazy alter ego lecture on the basics of ancient history and esoteric geometry when I would have normally been studying for the exam.

 While he was thinking that, his crazy alter ego called Lee Han.

 “Disciple, you should teach other wizards.”

 “yes?”

 “You don’t understand, do you? “We need someone who can explain the royal teachings at a level appropriate for us.”

 When I looked up, the other friends were looking at Lee Han with sad, sad faces.

 It seemed like the crazy alter ego’s questions kept knocking down my friends.

 “…aha. “That’s me.”

 In response to the disciple’s answer, the crazy clone nodded as if he had finally figured it out.

 Lee Han grumbled inwardly and stood up.

 ‘It’s true that it got worse.’

* * *

 Intarendals, the chamberlain who serves the mad clone, left the workshop in the mountains and moved to Einrogard under his master’s orders.

 Fortunately, since there was no skeleton headmaster, the death knights were less likely to notice.

 If the skeleton principal had been present, he would have never thought of walking around the main building in broad daylight.

 ‘Rather than that… isn’t the master a little strange?’

 These days, Interendals has been feeling out of place.

 It was a feeling of discomfort that only a chamberlain who had served his master with loyalty for a long time could feel.

 Who is his owner?

 Wasn’t he a seeker who tried to solve the world’s deficiencies through magic?

 Of course, due to an unfortunate accident, he lost his body and became a thought form exiled from the world, but for the great wizard, it was just an ordeal.

 In fact, just looking at the current situation, the owner’s extraordinary nature was visible.

 It’s been a while since he came down, and he was looking for a disciple to take over his prosthetic feet and pass on his teachings. This was something that was only possible for those who were beyond the ordinary and were loved by heaven.

 but…

 ‘Then shouldn’t we be more bold in passing on magic?’

 The reason the master wants to find a disciple is to pass on and complete his secret wish, which has become difficult for him, who was exiled from the world, to achieve.

 I don’t know if there was a skeleton principal who was an evil scum that interfered with the owner, but now he couldn’t see it and was quiet, so I couldn’t understand why the owner was so lazy.

 -master. Now that the situation seems to have settled down a bit, I will prepare to teach high level magic.

 -done. Let it wait.

 -Then the small world…?

 -no. There is no need for that.

 -??!

 -Try to wait. Because the royal family has something to think about.

 Interendals wondered if it was because of the evil side that had awakened within him from last time.

 It was definitely surprising, but in other words, that was it.

 Not only was the timing and extent unexpected, but both the crazy alter ego and Intarendals knew that something like that could happen.

 That’s what it meant to lose one’s body and become a thought body exiled from the world.

 A life where one continues to be rejected by the world, and one never knows when disaster will strike.

 …Then wouldn’t it be even more appropriate to whip the disciple? 

 If the owner was considering the possibility of being reverse summoned, this easy teaching was even more incomprehensible.

 Shouldn’t we teach more strongly so that when the master comes again in the future, there will be a legacy of those teachings?

 But such a relaxed attitude. I didn’t understand it even more.

 Intarendals wondered whether he should go beyond his duties as chamberlain and give off-topic advice.

 ‘I don’t think there is any reason to pass these items on to Lee Han of the Wardanazu family right now…’

 What Intarendals was carrying and moving in the workshop were items ordered by his crazy alter ego.

 Reagents and materials collected after Advent to create a workshop and install magic around it.

 And a few books written by my crazy alter ego.

 They were definitely valuable items, but I thought it would be more lax if I gave them to my now relaxed student.

 “It’s strange… Even though the royal family taught it directly, the remaining lessons are increasing?”

 “Isn’t it because the teacher keeps adding content that isn’t on the test?”

 “!?”

 Intarendals almost fainted when he saw the scene before his eyes.

 What on earth is going on now?

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