How to Survive at the Academy

Velbrok Subjugation (9)

– Tap, tap, tap.

I like the soft feel of the duvet tickling the tip of my nose, so I swipe my face a few times for nothing.

If you listen to the bonfire in the fireplace and let yourself in the warmth, you will fall asleep at some point.

Lucy Mayryl, a small sized figure in the duvet, sticks her head out.

An old wizard was sitting in front of the fireplace, which looked like a basket of fluffy blankets.

Lucy was stabbing the burning firewood several times with an iron skewer without doing anything, whether it was just to protect the seat next to her until she fell asleep.

Glock Elderbane, now completely old and having a hard time taking care of his own body, is so pitiful that he is afraid that he will collapse if he touches it.

He said that he lived enough to live. They say that there is no meaning in living longer, but I’m still alive because I’m still alive.

Even when asked what the hell was that, Gloct didn’t give a clear answer, he just served Lucy’s meal.

‘I’ve lived quite a long time.’

As the flames flickered, the shadows that filled the hut also shook their bodies.

starless night. As if the fireflies were going to take over the role, a few were attached to the window and gave off light.

I could see a wrinkled hand gripping the iron skewer.

‘Once upon a time, I hated my teacher.’

Glockt noticed that Lucy was barely sleeping, perhaps because he slept a lot, and said so in a calm voice.

Did you know that retelling old stories or retelling of old stories is the best for young children who struggle with sleep?

Glockt Elderbane, who had already lost his entire family at a young age and lost all meaning and will to live.

When I even went to the author of the great sage and said that I didn’t want to live a life that was only painful like this… She slapped young Gloct one at a time, starting with a honey chestnut.

I couldn’t believe the fact that the author of the Aspect Magician with the most knowledge in the world was making fists… After a while, the world smiled brightly and the words that continued with vigor stopped me from being frustrated.

― ‘Try living first and tell me! Without knowing!’

After that, as the first disciple of Sylvania who was exiled to Aken Island… I had a pretty turbulent day.

Being dragged around as a teacher’s assistant who does everything he does, research, and dangerous things… There were far more days when I was evil, angry, or sighed deeply.

Dare to pull Glockt’s wrist and show him the scenery of the top of the mountain, or laugh at him shivering in front of a giant wind wolf he’s never seen before, and treat him with anger while being angry about why he wasn’t careful when he was injured. When the research results didn’t come out well, I get depressed, but on the next day, I raise my voice as if it was like that and recite the theory of magic.

As I was being swayed like that, at some point, I became a full-fledged sorcerer.

As I continued to devote myself like this, people who were disciples and followed Gloct came to me.

People praise and read books that I have written several times to organize the theory.

I feel sorry for the lives that are dying unfairly while playing on the battlefield.

He even directly defeated the monsters and spirits that appeared like a disaster.

I met a woman with the same fate, fell in love like a firework, and gained a family.

A loved one dies and a family member loses in a life-threatening battle.

Realizing that there are still things I want to protect even in the midst of sadness and exhaustion, I try to get up again.

Arguing with those who harm him, shaking hands with those who support him.

Study, teach, fight, run, cry, laugh, get angry, make up.

Considering the fact that the place we reached the end of is, after all, a hut deep in this mountain range, where no one comes to visit.

The words of Glockt as a child who predicted that he would end his life in solitude anyway… To some extent, it is right.

The person who knows his life best is himself. He may have already had an insight into his own destiny at such a young age.

Even so, if there was something I didn’t take into account. It is a process, not a result.

‘I was just living, and I just started seeing people who climbed on my shoulders and leaned on me. They came to me even though I never asked for it, and they applaud and chatter, laugh and cry, worry and get angry… There were only a couple of times I wanted to get rid of it because I thought it was too cumbersome and annoying.’

Maybe it’s too hard to say to young Lucy. I worry about that too, but I think I’ll be happy if Lucy, who has grown up, recalls it one day, so I slowly spit it out.

‘It’s empty without it.’

The figure of an old man who leaned his back on a wooden chair and grinned was engraved straight into Lucy’s pupils.

‘It’s not easy to live. Still, Lucy, the day you reached the end of your life… I wish I could recall it like this.’

Lucy, who is staring through the crevice of the duvet, does not look back at all, while Glockt quietly looks at the ceiling and falls asleep as if reminiscing on the years he has longed for.

‘For once, it was good to live.’

― aan!

Was it a flashlight? For a moment, the scene of a hut in the distant Lamelen Mountains seemed to come to mind, so Lucy had to quickly clench her teeth and come to her senses.

The place was on the side of the entrance plaza of the living building.

After exchanging elemental magic with the great sage Sylvania over and over again, he was unable to block Velbrok’s magic bullet and was stuck in the living quarters.

Although he had several layers of protective magic all over his body, he was screaming at every bone in the shock that had leaked out.

When I touched the floor to get up, it was soggy. Blood spurted from his body and dripped onto the floor.

Without even a sign of agitation, Lucy raised her magic power to stop the bleeding. From the looks of it, it seemed to be orthodoxly anchored in the fountain near the entrance square.

A group of demon tribes can be seen over the wet floor all around. The group of survivors who were fighting the monsters looked at this side in amazement, but Lucy didn’t care and shook off the water and got up.

Sylvania, who appeared in the sky as it was, draws out magic power again with that gigantic staff.

Lucy spit out the sputum that had been accumulating in her mouth, clutching her blouse that was becoming rags, and raising her magic power.

“Are you maintaining that seal that surrounds the Velbroque? Lucy Meryl.”

There are hardly any traces of reason in Sylvania’s disciple and grandchildren.

He noticed the identity of his opponent at once, but Lucy didn’t show any signs of panic.

Rather, he just shook his head.

“Don’t do anything useless, please! please! please! Do something like this! please! Stop it! stop! stop! Stop it!”

Her head was pounding at the cry that sounded like a sharp scream, and Lucy narrowed her brows.

He was already exhausted from dealing with Velbroque. In addition to that, it would be too much of an act to deal with the cost of such an aspect of magic at once.

Still, Lucy Meryl keeps her head up. I have no desire to run away and no desire to fall.

He doesn’t stop rolling his head while dripping blood.

“Since you can’t take down Velbrok directly, you’re forcing the sealing circle that I built in the past to stick and maintain it, right?”

spit out an unfamiliar sound. Lucy Meryl did nothing.

Still, Lucy didn’t bother to object.

“It is rare for a person to have the amount of magical power to sustain such a large-scale law circle. you… . You are the variable that caused all this… Lucy Meryl… uh… heh heh… okay… only you… without you not you… ”

Lucy slowly closed her eyes in the flowing blood.

The story of Velbrok’s resurrection has already been heard from Ed over and over again. Lucy said over and over that she would bear the burden with her.

Although Lucy was dripping blood, she continued the flow of thought and succeeded in drawing a conclusion.

“You went crazy, pity.”

Lucy looks at Sylvania with blank eyes.

“No matter how much Aspect Magic is, there is a limit to the magical powers possessed by humans alone to bring about enormous results that can transcend the passage of time. It doesn’t make sense to jump over such a distant future at once and reach the present… ”

Lucy always has a blank and bewildered expression on her face, but her insight is still sharp.

Lucy, who understands Aspect Magic more deeply than anyone, knows it well.

There is no such thing as magic that leaps into the future like time-travelling. Even if there were, the amount of human magical power would not be able to handle it.

If so, how could Sylvania exist in the ‘now’ time?

Simple.

It’s not that the world’s time is fast-forwarded, but its own time has stopped.

Lieutenant Aspect Magic ‘Time Prison’.

Until the caster’s magic power runs out, it is possible to stop the target’s time.

If you cast it on yourself… It’s a really ignorant and violent means, but in theory it’s not impossible to blow yourself into the future.

The past of Sylvania, who came to Aken Island and was obsessed with calculating the flow of magic.

How much magic power should be poured beyond the time of Velbrok’s resurrection… Sylvania has been doing that calculation.

Not only that, the calculation of the amount of horsepower is not the end of everything.

If he casts that enormous scale of the Aspect Magic on himself, even the magical powers subordinated to him will be bound to the time prison… The magic effect will not work properly. It’s like blocking the caster’s magic by itself.

If so, it is necessary to return the magical energy to maintain the Time Prison to an external storage source.

A magic that diverts the Holy Spirit’s magic from one’s own body to an external magic stone or other storage source. It also had to target an unbelievably huge amount of magical power.

The ‘magic of replacement’ that Merylda talked about, which Sylvania had been studying on Aken Island.

Now I feel like the puzzle is being put together. Lucy lifted her head and looked at the right mountain that soared on Aken Island.

the top of the right mountain.

During the freshman class placement test, Ed was sitting there… That ‘altar of reconciliation’.

The identity of the altar, whose origins and origins were unknown, was a trace of Sylvania’s research into magic to blow herself into the future.

“You were trying to go over the cliff.”

Like explorers heading for an unknown continent. Breaking through the veil of darkness, floating a sailing boat across the vast sea, biting it tightly… He wanted to see it with his own two eyes.

Observed by the Great Sage Sylvania, the point where all futures converge into darkness, called the ‘Cliff Point’.

The great sage Sylvania, in order to go directly beyond that… He threw himself into the future.

I just couldn’t observe it, but to confirm with my own eyes that the future continues.

However, what the Great Sage Sylvania had to prepare for was… He had to endure that long time in prison.

Even though the time of the body stops, consciousness blooms in the dark. Time prison does not reach the flow of the mind.

In the sight of being submerged in the deep and deep darkness, the great sage Sylvania had endured all these long years by her own will.

However, Sylvania is also human.

There is a limit to the human psyche.

The underlying fear of darkness that had already encroached upon Sylvania.

In the endless horror that stimulates the primordial human, which made even Crown Prince Lindon tremble in the corner of his room… He had to be exposed endlessly during those long years of being imprisoned in time prison.

The old Sylvania endured and persevered.

From all these apocalyptic horrors, they smile and say they will survive… glorified life. He seemed to resist over and over again at the dark whispers that came up from time to time.

But… The thing that finally broke my heart… Because, after all, you are human.

Although Lucy didn’t know the whole story, she could at least guess why Sylvania had gone mad.

She had to suffer constantly for a long time. From the underlying fear that he had fought against his whole life.

Then, there is nothing that Sylvania cannot understand. The many achievements she had built in the past, and the efforts she has made to make the future of the world continue to expand. Everyone nodded and said that they had a hard time.

However, I had no intention of falling down here.

This is because Lucy had something left to protect as Lucy.

What Lucy wants to protect is not grandiose and grandiose. The future of the world, or the fear of the underlying darkness. They are so vast that they are hard to reach, and the criminals are not even unpredictable.

“I’m sorry.”

Lucy rarely speaks respectfully. Despite this, Lucy bowed her head for a while with her teacher in front of her.

“I’m not that big of a bowler, so I can’t think of grandiose things like the world or the future. You know. Being a disciple doesn’t always make me grow the way I want it to.”

What Lucy wants to protect is just a man’s life. It is the story of a fallen nobleman who lives in the North Forest.

You gave me a reason to live in my empty life… If so, he himself will only do his best to protect the man’s life.

In the process, grand reasons such as the fate of the world or the darkness of the origin are not attached. Lucy is not bound by such fate.

I got what I got, I just give it back. Since you have received life, it is only in line with Sangdo to give it back with life.

Lucy clenched her fists, splashing blood. I thought that my life could be in danger if I overdo it like this, but I did not hesitate because of that.

All the stars disappeared over Aken Island.

It was because the sky was no longer visible because of the thousands of elemental magic circles that Lucy had embodied.

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