Life of a Magic Academy Mage - Chapter 643

Episode 643

“What stupid things are you talking about?”

“Are you a warlock?!”

Lee Han and Yoner were simultaneously scolding.

It was better to roll on the floor.

Mental magic can really hurt you badly if you get it wrong.

Now I see the illusion of the skull headmaster, but if I get hit by stronger mental magic, I could see the illusion of the skull headmaster giving me a knitted sweater as a gift.

“You’d better roll on the floor!”

“Some skin injuries are easier to heal.”

“that’s right. Even if you roll on the muddy floor…”

“Or even break a bone!”

“Even if your clothes become tattered rags!”

“…okay! Got it!”

Gainando fell down and gave out a tantrum.

It was because it seemed that the two friends would say, ‘It’s better to break your neck’.

‘Even though Ogonin’s mist was cast…’

Lee Han tried to grasp the situation sharply while slandering Gainando.

Currently, Lee Han and his party were protected by various magics, one of which was < Ogonin's Fog >.

A magic that casts a mist of illusion around the party to distract enemies from outside when they attack from a distance.

But the sentinels didn’t care and threw mind magic.

It was clear that various magics, starting with the reliefs carved into the inner chamber, were fully aware of the intruder’s location.

Chiyiyi profit!

Once more the embers flew and burned the watchman.

Yoner, who did not have to obsessively control the strength of his fire magic like Lee Han, threw a flamboyant fire arrow and downed the other guards.

But the watchmen continued to crawl out.

“Save Yoner’s mana! They don’t seem to have a fixed number!”

“okay!”

Yoner quickly drew a potion that burned vermilion from his potion bag and threw it.

A wall of scarlet flame soared, blocking the entry of enemies. In the meantime, Nylia put four arrows between her hands and fired one at a time to deal with nearby enemies.

Gainando called Arsil anxiously.

“Arsil! Arsil! We got into an accident!”

“Cainan Island. Don’t stick your head out! Freeze, float with your shield!”

Lee Han cast the spell once again and explored the surroundings.

‘Hey there!’

The largest and most splendid piece among the reliefs carved on the wall of the tomb.

There, a constant flow of magical power continued and raised the watchmen.

“Come on, Perkuntra…”

Kwajik!

Charged lightning struck the wall leaving a thick trail.

Surprisingly, however, the relief was intact. It completely dispersed and absorbed the flying magic power.

“Perkuntra is not helping!”

“??”

When his friend suddenly blamed the spirit, Yoner was taken aback.

After swearing at the spirits, Lee Han thought again.

How can I cut off that flow now?

‘The magic hammer must be approached. Even if you approach it, you cannot break it in a short time if the defense is good. Then…’

A way to interrupt the flow of magic from a distance while protecting your friends.

I wondered if that was possible, but there was a method that passed through Lee Han’s head for a moment.

-You must be familiar with the concept of a magic counter.

Since his former involvement with the Magic Criminals, Headmaster Skeleton gave him a few lessons to prepare for dealing with his enemies.

One of them was a concept called counter or reverse magic.

When interrupting or breaking magic, how to break it efficiently without necessarily breaking it with a huge force from the outside.

However, the Headmaster Skeleton intensively trained only a few magics commonly used by magic criminals.

In the first place, reverse magic was so difficult that it was not possible to teach it in general.

It sounds grandiose because it is reverse magic, but in the end, this is just a story close to the methodology of understanding and dismantling magic deeply.

At least one or two of them were destroyed by Lee Han’s power…

‘Can you do that?’

Lee Han focused more and more on the flow of magic flowing through the boudoir.

Then, a faint singing voice was heard.

It was the melody that came from the dark chorus that started when the door was opened earlier.

“!”

Lee Han realized how the keepers located his friends and easily cast an illusion spell.

From the moment they heard that song, the intruders were enchanted.

“■■■ ■■…”

“!”

Gainando was taken aback when his friend suddenly started singing in the language of the old kingdom, which he did not understand.

“Lee Han is crazy!! It’s a big deal!!”

“no. Fool!”

Yoner kicked the stupid relative.

Lee Han’s eyes were perfectly fine. It was the look he showed when aiming for the White Tiger Tower students in Ein Lorgard.

‘Does it work?’

While singing along to the song he heard, Lee Han checked the changes around him.

Once, twice, three times…

Gradually, as Lee Han’s song became similar to the chorus of the tomb, the aspects within it began to change.

The watchmen couldn’t find the students and checked elsewhere.

Nilia felt the fear that had been weighing on her heart from earlier diminished. Gainando also looked around more calmly.

‘do!’

Luck was with Lee Han.

If it was another magic, I wouldn’t have been able to cast reverse magic so easily.

However, the magic that resided in this tomb was music magic, and Lee Han had once blocked a song with his own song before.

It was the siren’s song.

When songs and songs collided, the effect was bound to be halved.

“■■■… ■■!”

Lee Han felt that the Grave Song had less and less influence and that Yi Han’s song was dominating the realm.

The fact that a wizard ruled a certain area did not mean that he paid money to buy the land. It meant that the magician was firmly controlling the space with his magic power and will.

Just as the skeleton headmaster made Einrogard his domain, sorcerers have an absolute advantage in their domain.

‘Was this song the song of the power to rule the realm?’

It was also explained that the watchmen continued to rise, aiming for the exact location of the intruders and using illusion magic.

At some point, the song of the tomb was completely over. At the same time, the watchmen also suddenly lost their strength and disappeared.

“…is it over?”

Gainando said with a desperate look in a mess. Lee Han nodded.

“okay. It seems so.”

“I will never go into the grave again!”

‘I’m learning black magic, can I?’

Lee Han approached the relief where the song of the grave began. It was the largest and most splendid piece, but unlike before, it lost its color and became quiet.

Geek.

“?”

While checking, Lee Han was puzzled by the way the piece engraved with the evil ball swayed as if it were about to break.

The piece broke with a pop, and the parchment rolled inside it rolled down.

‘This…?’

It was a letter and style that Lee Han did not know, but he could tell that it was sheet music.

‘Is that the sheet music that recorded that chorus?’

“!”

Arsil, who was talking with Hecatoncheires outside, was surprised to see the inside of the tomb belatedly messed up.

Whatever had happened, Kainan Island was covered in mud and the mantle was tattered.

The other friends…

…the others were relatively fine, but anyway, Guinan Island was covered in mud and their cloaks were tattered.

“Suddenly, the guards came out from inside… Brother said you were okay? Yes, older brother is protected by the spirits, so even that dark chorus probably didn’t have much of an impact.”

Arsil apologized to Lee Han and his friends in a sincere voice.

I thought it was a grave where nothing special would happen, but I didn’t know that an accident like this would happen.

“it’s okay. older brother. It was something I couldn’t help.”

“I’m not okay…”

Kainando muttered as he shook off the mud, but his friends ignored him as if they hadn’t heard.

When Lee Han said that, Arsil smiled softly as if he was glad.

Then he praised his brother.

“…no. older brother. That’s not it. Stop talking nonsense.”

Lee Han was straight-up.

As Lee Han looked very serious, Nilia became curious and asked.

“What did you say?”

“As expected, you said that you thought a grave like this wouldn’t be a problem for me.”

Nilia also glared at Arsil with a strong expression. Arsil became sullen at the reaction of his brother and his friends and drooped his shoulders.

* * *

Ratford skillfully soothed the old horse.

Occasionally, there were nobles who traveled lavishly in fours or eights, but from a professional like Ratford, that was like saying, ‘Please brush me off’.

The best way to have a pleasant trip is to look like tasteless prey.

Ratford deliberately chose an old, undersized horse and wore shabby clothes. Everyone looked like an ordinary pilgrim or wanderer.

“I will ask you something.”

“Ask me.”

“Is this Udamhwa Village?”

Ratford was cautious.

I didn’t ask for the name of the Wodanaj family for nothing. It was because the other person could have a dark mind, ‘Does he have a lot of money to be related to the Wardanaz family?’

“Right. If you walk along the Imperial Highway this way, you will see a pomegranate tree. Then you will arrive at Udamhwa Village. What happened to Udamhwa Village?”

“A distant relative sent me a letter and asked me to come and help with work. I am a craftsman belonging to the locksmith guild.”

“I don’t know who it is, but you have a very good relative! If you have time, visit the red brick house near the Bridge of Ruin over there. I was just looking for a good lock.”

“haha. thank you.”

Ratford ended the conversation perfectly.

He was the perfect traveler because he obtained information and even bought favor from the villagers.

‘But didn’t I say it was the bridge of ruin?’

Ratford doubted his ears, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Village bridges are usually named after a famous hero from the village (Gonadaltes Bridge), or an event (Bridge celebrating the accession of His Majesty the Good Emperor), or a terrain feature (Three Bridges). River Bridge)…

How the hell was the Bridge of Ruin built?

‘Did something ruinous happen to the village?’

Ratford skillfully reached the village and entered the inn.

After throwing an imperial fairy tale to the stable keeper and entrusting him with the horse, he sat down in the corner of the inn.

‘hmm. It’s a nice town.’

Ratford smiled at the vitality he could feel everywhere.

The atmosphere of the inn was different between the poor and the rich. This noisy and loud inn symbolized the wealth of the town.

“dog sound. You dare to trick me?!”

“customer. You shouldn’t be like this here.”

“Shut up. I swear by my beard, if you don’t return my silver coin, I’ll pierce your chest with a crossbow!”

“?!”

A dwarf traveler screamed and grabbed the innkeeper by the collar.

“Hey, call the guards!”

“Where are you going? I know how to search for anyone who walks out the door!”

The dwarf shook the crossbow with a red-hot face.

He must have lost a game of magician cards with the villagers for imperial silver coins.

‘Should I interrupt?’

Ratford was troubled.

If it was a good town, it wouldn’t be much of a problem if it was known that he was a wizard.

What else will happen before you go to the Wodanaz family?

“customer. stop!”

“Stop it and shut up!”

“I will not stand still.”

“What are you going to do?!”

The Dwarf Traveler shouted while holding the innkeeper by the collar.

It was not an ordinary skill, probably because he had lived a life on the battlefield. The innkeeper giggled and shouted to the clerk.

“Bring a hat and a hat!”

“?”

Ratford wondered what hat he was talking about. The clerk hurriedly brought a hat and put it on the innkeeper.

At that moment, the innkeeper lightly lifted the Dwarf traveler with one hand and slammed him down.

“You bastard! Where are you going?”

“…?!”

‘Why the hell does the village innkeeper have a strength-enhancing artifact?!’

Ratford became very confused.