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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy (Web Novel) - Chapter 926
Chapter 926
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And Sharkan isnt that kind of guy either.Then am I that kind of guy?
The baby basilisk protested inwardly.
He was mature and adult enough too. If anything, Jowrin was the most childish.
True. An undead summon wouldnt sulk just because it wasnt called, right?
Gainando nodded his head, agreeing with his friends words.
Unlike other fields, Gainando knew a lot about dark magic too.
Basically, undead summons dont get hurt or sulk just because their master calls them less often.
Youre right, Lee Han. I guess theyre all the same? Who would like it when a mage arbitrarily summons them while theyre playing card games in another dimension? Theyd rather prefer not being called. Spirits would be the same.
No. Its good to call spirits regularly.
Gainando became dejected.
Mages who contracted with spirits valued intimacy more than expected, so they regularly called them to commune.
Lee Han also regularly summoned his flame sparrow spirit, cold squirrel spirit, and dark orb spirit in his private room, even if he didnt summon Sharkan (though the spirits didnt particularly enjoy it)
Sob. I wish my undead would like it when I call them too.
Youll become close someday.
Or subdue them with force.
In Lee Hans view, it seemed easier for Gainando to learn dark magic and subdue them rather than become friends with the undead.
Undead summoning didnt work on intimacy like spirit summoning.
But if its not sulking, then what is it?
Lee Han fondled Sharkans bone fragment with the binding oath and tried summoning again, but there really was no response.
If it was really sulking, there should at least be some rejection reaction, but this was somewhat bewildering.
Cough, is there some problem?
Ah. Professor!
Just then, Professor Mortum from the Dark Magic School was walking out, coughing dryly.
Thinking it was perfect timing, Lee Han asked a question.
I have something to ask.
You have something to ask?
The professor, who always looked sickly, tilted his head in puzzlement.
It would be one thing if it were Gainando, Ymirg, or Raphadael, but it was quite rare for the Wardanaz family boy to ask questions.
It must be quite a difficult problem.
Its not like that.
Really? Tell me.
When his disciple said it wasnt, Professor Mortum changed his mind.
Seeing him say that, it really seemed like it wasnt much of a problem.
Sharkan wont summon.
Cough! Cough cough cough cough!!!
Professor Mortum started coughing frantically. It was as if something had gone down the wrong way.
Lee Han asked in panic.
Are you alright?
Cough Didnt you say it wasnt a difficult problem!
Ah, no. I just thought it was a trivial matter?
Even while coughing, Professor Mortum shook his head.
Sharkan not summoning was a more serious problem than expected.
Originally, Sharkan was a powerful monster born between the rocky mountains and leopards, receiving worship from the leopards.
Naturally, controlling such a monster that was powerful in life as an undead was dangerous.
Strong bodies were bound to have strong beings descend into them, and this was even more so if that being belonged to the undead realm.
No matter how much Professor Mortum was a professor at Einroguard, he wouldnt deliberately give a dangerously perilous undead summon to a mere first-year student. He had put sufficient safety measures in place before giving it as a gift.
Lee Han made a dubious expression.
Was there such a thing?
He had never particularly felt any safety measures.
Sharkan had been a destructive undead summon from the beginning. If Lee Han hadnt subdued or persuaded it, there was a high possibility it would have attacked at any time.
Was that safety measure something that prevented it from attacking me? Sharkan did act somewhat friendly
Cough. Its not like that. I just weakened its power.
Lee Hans gaze became slightly cold.
Do you perhaps not know the meaning of safety measure?
To say such nonsense. No wonder the coughing wont stop.
He should have placed a prohibition preventing attacks, but what kind of safety measure is just reducing its power a bit!
So what exactly did you do with that safety measure weakening its power?
Cough. Sharkan is a projection.
?
The main body is a powerful big shot from the undead realm. When that big shots power weakened, I stole a projection and brought it out.
What???
Lee Han was shocked by Sharkans lineage, which was far more extraordinary than he had thought.
You stole whose what and brought it out?
Even if not the Skeleton Principal, there were quite a few beings that had the nature of splitting into projections.
Just look at hydras dont their nine heads each make separate judgments?
If such hydras became stronger or gained the ability to create projections, they would split as if dividing.
And naturally, beings divided this way would inevitably be weaker than the original being.
But that didnt mean you should steal it and bring it out!
No. What exactly did you do? To commit such careless theft just because the opponent was weakened!
Shocked, Lee Han lost his composure and criticized the professor.
To blatantly steal just because the opponent was weakened.
It was a stupid mistake that a Teleportation Club member would never make.
If you ransacked a demon archdukes mansion just because they were slightly weakened, what kind of retaliation would come when they recovered later?
Moreover, it wasnt just some object or treasure, but the beings own projection.
Cough. Listen to the end. I didnt just steal recklessly. I did steal it, but I negotiated with the opponent.
That seems to be a different concept from the theft I know
Professor Mortum coughed and continued his explanation.
Previously, while traveling through the undead realm, the professor had the chance to face a powerful being.
That being resided in a palace built on bedrock of obsidian mirrors that spewed smoke, constantly changing form, and when you focused and stared, a giant leopard-like shape would faintly appear above.
Recognizing the opponents power, Professor Mortum immediately prepared to invade the palace and acquire treasures.
Lee Han was inwardly dumbfounded but held it in.
Cough. Because I sensed the opponent had been weakened by fighting. Normally I dont recklessly pick fights with natives of other dimensions.
I dont think youd normally prepare to rob them right away even if the opponent was weakened.
Anyway, Professor Mortum, following the principle of the strong preying on the weak, didnt miss the opportunity to gain treasure from another dimension and took action.
And naturally, the opponent noticed his intentions too.
When the mage tried to enter depite hearing the palaces aura and his own title, he stepped back and proposed negotiation.
-Mage. Do not invade the palace of the fierce beast that rules death and darkness. I shall gift you one of my projections, and this projection shall become a powerful undead.
-Cough. What if I still want to enter?
-Then you shall face ruin.
Feeling the opponents power even while weakened, Professor Mortum chose not to be greedy and retreat.
A powerful undeads projection was valuable enough.
Cough. He really gave stingily. A projection at the level of a fragment without even self-awareness.
Professor Mortum, still thinking he had gotten a bad deal, continued complaining without rest even while coughing.
Please continue. What happened to that projection?
Ah. That thing, you mean.
The professor slowly nodded and explained.
The projection he had received from a powerful undead and brought out certainly had extraordinary power, but it was merely a projection like a newborn baby with no ego or reason.
This kind of thing wasnt very cost-effective for Professor Mortum to control and manage.
The professor, who had been pondering what to do, fixed that projection to Sharkans remains and reincarnated it as an undead monster.
The result was successful. This newly born undead monster Sharkan reliably protected the new students and accomplished all sorts of difficult tasks.
Professor. I have a question.
Lee Han, who had been listening as calmly as possible, raised his hand while trying to maintain a composed expression.
He could somehow accept that Sharkan wasnt actually an ordinary undead monster, but had the bloodline of an extraordinary undead being.
So what is this safety measure you mentioned, Professor?
Cough. I told you. I weakened its power. Since its a fragment-level projection, its not very dangerous.
He had hoped otherwise, but that really was the safety measure.
Lee Han firmly resolved to blast magic at Professor Mortum from behind later and shout This much doesnt actually hurt, right? Haha.
Even if it was a fragment-level projection without ego, if it possessed the body of a powerful monster, it would be threatening enough.
In fact, hadnt Sharkan fought incredibly well?
If Lee Han hadnt been able to subdue or control it, those attacks could have come flying at Lee Han himself!
Come to think of it, its behavior was a bit childish.
If it was a newly born projection separated from the main body, that would explain it. It also made sense that its behavior was like a kitten or puppy.
But why cant I summon it?
Cough. There are various reasons. But the most likely possibility is that the main body has recovered its power.
!
Lee Han realized what Professor Mortum was saying.
Since the original main body had given up the projection in an unfavorable situation, if it had recovered its power and the situation became favorable, it wouldnt be strange to retrieve the projection.
No way. You went to steal it and made such a losing deal? After only being together for one year!
Cough. It is strange. I thought it could be used for at least a hundred years
Professor Mortum, being a mage, naturally knew well the loopholes in deals.
Since it was the opponents projection, naturally when the opponent recovered from injuries and regained power, they would retrieve it.
But from the professors perspective, that period should have taken at least a hundred years.
How did they shorten it to about one year?
Strange. Very strange. Cough. Sharkan didnt happen to absorb mana separately, did it?
Excuse me?
Cough. If the projection absorbed mana, the main body would have absorbed mana too, and then recovering power would also
Professor Mortum, who had been speaking, shook his head.
No matter how he thought about it, it was too absurd a calculation.
Considering the strength he had felt when meeting in the Undead Realm, he could vaguely estimate the mana needed for injury recovery.
No matter how much mana the Wardanaz Family boy had, it would be difficult to remain fine while having such an amount of mana absorbed, and even more difficult not to notice
Lee Hans complexion turned pale.
Professor Mortum was most shocked today by that sight.
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Cough, to waste mana so recklessly!
You didnt say anything when you gave it to me in the first place! If I had known it was that kind of creature, I would have gotten rid of it!
Lee Han wanted to add a rule to the school regulations forcing Einroguard professors to give explanations.
Why on earth did they give dangerous items as gifts to disciples without saying anything?
Come to think of it, this staff also had an evil and violent being sleeping inside.
I hope there isnt a demon sleeping in the rags the school gave me too.
Diret, who had been walking out while yawning, was startled by the sight of his disciple and professor arguing loudly.
The Black Magic Academy didnt have many advantages, but one of them was harmony.
What?! Whats going on?!
Senior! I almost died because of the professor!
Cough, I gave you a gift and now youre slandering me
Wait. Explain calmly.
Diret calmed his junior and listened to the explanation.
And the more he listened to the explanation, the more peculiar Direts expression became.
Uh, so youre saying that while living daily life, you helped recover a powerful being from the Undead Realm?
Its all the professors fault!
