Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Chapter 810

The crazy clone gave a look of contempt at the lackluster answer, but the students at other magic schools seemed to be very impressed by the answer.

“I understand. The sight of great magic clashing makes a wizard’s heart beat faster.” “Shh, Master. Please be

quiet

. How jealous will they be if they find out that I am learning from you?”

Lee Han asked that he only be lifted by the stick hidden behind his body.

Of course, my crazy alter ego didn’t listen.

Jealous bastards…

‘I should just hide it.’

“They say a wizard must have cold, cold reason, but if you don’t have this desire, you can’t rise to a higher level!”

The Baldrogard students also cheered and clapped, as if they liked what the Kalarogard students said.

“You’re right!”

“Magic is done with the heart!”

The Kalarogad students responded warmly to the response of the enemy they had just fought.

“You guys shut up.”

“Where are you interfering?”

“……”

The resentment built up between each other’s magic schools was too deep to move into a touching atmosphere.

In particular, the Kalarogard students had no intention of tolerating anything the Baldrogard students said about magic.

How dare you!

“You rude and vulgar bastards! I tried to show them respect at best!”

“I can’t forgive!”

Lee Han was slightly surprised when the Baldrogard students pulled out their wands.

‘oh. Still, is there something?’

It was a very rude idea, but in fact, the fact that Baldrogard students pulled out their wands and tried to cast magic was quite surprising. As expected, by the fourth year, Baldrogard students have achieved some level of magic…

“Mr. Garal. Please scold me!”

“They are very harsh!”

“……”

“……”

Ihan and Garal remained silent and exchanged glances.

Garal said with his eyes.

‘Don’t pity me.’

‘All right.’

That was definitely true.

How can Lee Han sympathize with a wizard who is following his own path?

And Lee Han wasn’t in a good situation to feel sympathy for others.

Starting with Einrogard’s many eccentric professors, there is an ancient madman trying to kill him, and Professor Verdus…

‘Oops. Originally, I was supposed to put a crazy clone behind Professor Verdus. ‘I made a mistake.’

I listed them in terrible order, but I never thought I would make such a mistake.

Summon the Black Emperor. “??”

to make them kneel.

While Lee Han was thinking about something else, his crazy alter ego spoke again.

Lee Han, who did not know what a black ancestor was, was puzzled.

Black Imperial Crown. .. You sure don’t know what the Black Emperor is?

“yes.”

If they don’t even know the Black Emperor, I don’t know what kind of magic these scum are teaching. Follow directions. I’ll teach you.

The crazy clone ordered the magic to be prepared according to his instructions.

Lee Han wanted to ask what kind of magic it was, but he felt like his crazy alter ego’s patience was running low, so he was cautious.

‘If it’s a summoning magic based on the dark element… But it seems too complicated and difficult.”

Lee Han, who was swinging his staff and working out the magic structure as his crazy clone told him to do, suddenly had a question.

Can you really do this magic yourself?

First of all, isn’t the magic given by the crazy alter ego basically very difficult?

I could tell just by looking at them that they were rushing to learn more 5-circle magic right away.

Looking at the structure of this magic now, it is definitely not a simple and straightforward magic…

‘This looks like a text from the Three Kingdoms era.’

The phrases engraved throughout the magic circle were letters used during the Three Kingdoms.

Even though I didn’t completely understand what it meant, I got a vague feeling as Lee Han was also a second year student.

This was a device to control and block quite powerful beings.

“Master. Can you really cast this magic at my level?”

Instead of answering, the crazy clone ignored him.

Slowly, even his crazy alter ego started to get a knack for dealing with his disciples. Lee Han grumbled inwardly.

“…I burnt only the purest darkness…” As

the magical form was roughly created, flames composed of dark elements bloomed at each point in the nearby direction and the space shook. It was a typical sign of summoning magic.

Lee Han was greatly surprised when he felt the magic flowing out like a torrent.

Normally, when casting a summoning spell, the wizard often sacrifices magic power in return, so it wasn’t surprising in itself…!

‘What kind of sheep?’

Even Lee Han, who was abusing his magical power to the point of waste, had a surprising amount of magical energy.

Only then did Lee Han realize what his crazy alter ego was thinking when telling him to use this magic.

Rather than being very difficult in itself, summoning the Black Crown was a magic that could be solved with magical power once you were properly prepared.

It was definitely a magic suited to someone with exceptional magical power. Lee Han was slightly impressed inwardly.

‘I can’t believe you would even be considerate like this. surprised. Honestly, I thought they were going to force me to do a magic that couldn’t be cast.’

It’s pretty good for a first time. Keep going.

Perhaps because of the magic’s characteristics, the crazy clone was also quite satisfactory. Lee Han noticed and asked quietly.

“Master. What kind of magic is this?”

A magic that hurts those who claim to be black magicians…

“… I was just asking what kind of magic it was, other than that analogy.”

The crazy clone stared at the summoning between the dark flames and then looked away.

What kind of magic does it sound like?

“Using the dark element and summoning magic with such a complex structure… Um, I don’t know. Black dragon?”

Not bad.

“Was that a good answer?”

no. The answer was nonsense. A thousand things. However, I will leave your will to summon the black dragon indifferent.

“I didn’t mean to summon it…”

The Black Emperor Coffin is a coffin that traps an artificially created demigod.

“??”

When the student did not understand, the crazy clone explained patiently, as befits someone who prides himself on being the best teacher in the current empire.

Just as some crooked wizards (including the Skeleton Headmaster and the head of House Warda Naz) trace the source of sacred magic to the piety of priests rather than to the existence of gods, so did the Mad Self.

From there, the crazy alter ego went one step further.

If priests were able to create holy magic through their devotion, couldn’t they also accomplish similar things?

Of course, there are many limitations as he has to replace the beliefs of millions of people by himself…

…but the crazy alter ego eventually completed this secret.

An artificial demigod who can be summoned by offering the purest dark element instead of faith.

That was the Black Emperor Pavilion.

“……”

After hearing the explanation, Lee Han was overwhelmed. As he himself was a wizard learning magic, he was overwhelmed by his crazy alter ego’s words.

Regardless of the power or difficulty of the magic itself, the very idea of a crazy alter ego exuded a sense of intimidation.

‘Are these ancient wizards?

I’m going to create something strange using magic and summon it. It is

not a contract with a being from another dimension, but rather an artificial being created by a wizard alone

. Rather, do you usually cast something like that to bring warlocks to their knees?’

Lee Han belatedly remembered why he was casting this magic now.

I was doing this to show off my magic to the Kalaroguard warlocks.

“Wait. But why a coffin?”

If it is an artificial dark demigod, it should be ‘Summoning the Black Emperor’, but why is it called ‘Summoning the Black Emperor’?

So, are you going to let the artificial half of your body go free?

“Is it dangerous?”

no.

“Phew. That’s good. I guess you made it good?”

Magic is not dangerous. The wizard who uses that magic will only put himself in danger. Is the sun dangerous?

‘It’s dangerous, you bastard…’

Lee Han was about to tell the story of a wizard who met a tragic end after climbing too close to the sun.

It seemed that this artificial demigod was a very dangerous being.

* * *

The Kalarogard students, who had forgotten that Lee Han had intervened and were arguing with the Baldrogard students again, stopped.

The students at Baldrogard were in high spirits, as if they thought their words had made sense.

“I guess I finally understand. Your frivolousness!”

“…What is that?”

Garal also seemed to sense that something was out of the ordinary and

looked away. While they were arguing, a second-year student from Einrogard was summoning something strange.

A huge black coffin made of dark elements!

“???”

“What is that?”

The students at Baldrogard tilted their heads just by looking at the appearance of the Black Emperor.

It looked very different from normal summoning magic.

Normally, when a being from another dimension appears or an inanimate object is summoned, its purpose should be clearly felt…

but now, the purpose of that huge coffin was unclear.

But Kalarogad students were different. As a wizard who specializes in black magic, I felt an inherent sense of reluctance and ominousness.

The density of the dark element is ridiculous!

‘What on earth did you summon?’

Hissing –

at that moment, the undead next to the Kalaroguard student was reverse-summoned.

No attack, no sign,

“????!”

“what?!”

“…Black, Black Emperor! It’s a Black Emperor!”

Among the Kalarogad students, there was one who majored in the study of ancient black magic.

The student didn’t know what to do, but now he realized what kind of magic it was.

I heard that this secret, created by an unknown archmage in ancient times, spread like wildfire across many kingdoms and attracted many warlocks.

A magic that creates an artificial dark demigod and then controls it by locking it in a coffin!

“There is such magic?!”

“Why am I hearing this for the first time? If it’s magic like that, I want to learn it too!”

Even though he was a half-existence, trapped in a coffin and artificially created, God is still God.

It was so fascinating that a wizard could impose new rules on those around him and twist reality as he wanted.

In the case of the demigod inside the Black Emperor Hall, it was clear that he had the power to control all the surrounding undead.

“Well… I heard that it was banned even in ancient times because it was such a dangerous magic…”

The amount of dark element needed for one short summoning, not a permanent summoning, was beyond imagination.

To collect these dark elements, warlocks had no choice but to use evil magic.

It was a problem even after the summons.

It was better when he was quietly trapped in the coffin, but if the coffin breaks during a fight and the half-body trapped inside crawls out, it is completely impossible to predict what will happen

.

The wizard created the demigod, but he was not the demigod’s master. There were many cases in ancient times where demigods born with powers designated by wizards came out of their coffins and devastated the surrounding area.

To find such a dangerous spell and cast it so boldly.

As expected, Einrogard’s madness was unrivaled.

“Why did you cast such a useless spell?”

“Well… I’m not sure. As expected, Einroguards aren’t usually crazy…”

“Everyone. Can you see it?”

Lee Han, who had summoned the Black Emperor, opened his mouth without even noticing the astonishment of the other wizards.

It’s time to put an end to this fight to satisfy my crazy alter ego.

“Is there anyone who can stand against this magic? If not, I dare to declare victory!”

The students of Calaroguard gave a tired look.

Those eyes only had one meaning.

You crazy guy!

He would boldly bring out such forbidden and unused magic just for the purpose of showing his skills. One of the Kalaro Guard students, who was thrilled by his boldness and cruelty ,

looked closely at Lee Han’s face and paused.

“Wait a minute. Are you, by any chance, Ihan of the Wardanaz family? What did senior Agudung say?”

“What? The Wardanaz family?”

The Baldrogard students also reacted to the Kalarogard student’s words.

“That 4th grade?”

“Aren’t they the 5th grade?”

“They’re such foolish friends. “I’m in the 6th grade. What if I can’t even count?”

“……”

Garal looked at the Baldrogard students in bewilderment.

I knew it was stupid, but is this really…?!