Chapter 128
Chapter 128
The summoned creatures did not particularly perceive the young Wardanaz as selfish. However, they knew all too well that voicing such an opinion when their master was in a foul mood could result in a hundred years of menial tasks, waiting for an intruder who would never come, in the 17th basement floor of the magic academy's main building.
Reluctantly, the summons could only express agreement.
"Indeed, he is selfish."
"He has stolen the learning opportunity from other students, Master."
"Such a wicked boy."
Despite their flattery, the skull principal's anger seemed unabated. He grumbled, puzzled by the boy's actions, for he had not taught him to be this way. The Principal noticed a striking resemblance between the young Wardanaz and his own younger self clever, gutsy, and adept at concealing his true intentions to get what he wanted. Yet, why was he helping students from other towers? It was a habit the Principal found utterly incomprehensible.
While the skull principal was busy making unflattering comparisons, Yi-Han, the young mage, was fully focused. Battling the undead in the dark depths was an experience he questioned the necessity of for a freshman at the magic academy. He wasn't an adventurer or mercenary, after all.
"Light!"
However, the students on the scene had no time for such contemplations. As the light from other students' magic began to fade, Yi-Han swiftly cast his own light spell. Asan, alarmed, cried out.
"Wardanaz, it's dangerous..."
Despite Yi-Han's considerable mana, continuously casting spells from the dormitory to the current water beads had its limits.
"Light, light, light! Heat, distort the air! What's the matter, Asan?"
"...Nothing!"
Asan thought highly of his friend, even as he swung his staff. Yi-Han's spell created heat-laden illusions, conjuring mirage-like doubles around them. The skeleton warriors were baffled, unable to distinguish the real from the illusion.
"This way!"
The Immortal Phoenix students felt a thrill at the sight of Yi-Han, glowing in the darkness, reminiscent of a saint.
"Mr. Wardanaz!"
"Run!"
"Mr. Wardanaz...!"
"Run, I said!"
"Mr. Wardanaz is truly..."
Thwack!
Yi-Han struck a priest's back with his staff.
"Run, you fool! Do you want to get hit?"
"Sorry, sorry!"
A priest student, mesmerized by the halo in the darkness, regained his senses only after being struck.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at .com
He's not a saint, he's Wardanaz!
"Run inside! To the barricade!"
Yi-Han used the remaining water beads to topple the pursuing skeleton warriors.
'This will work!'
Seeing the disarray among the undead, Yi-Han felt confident they could evacuate the priests safely. But then, Asan stumbled.
"Ugh...!"
"!"
Yi-Han, sensing the magic disturbance, realized what had happened.
'A curse spell!'
Asan struggled, his left leg paralyzed.
"Cramps... cramps..."
"Wardanaz, what do we do?!"
"I'll take Asan. Go inside!"
Yi-Han lifted Asan onto his shoulder. Despite the pain and the paralysis curse, Asan was moved to tears.
"Wardanaz...!"
In such a situation, finding a friend who would not abandon but care for him was rare. Wardanaz was indeed a noble friend.
Whoosh!
Another curse spell flew towards them. Yi-Han quickly positioned Asan in front to shield himself.
"Cough! Wardanaz! Ha ha ha!"
Asan knew all too well that carrying him, Yi-Han wouldn't be able to react swiftly. But the moment he became a shield and took the tickling curse, he couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.
"Why you... ha ha ha ha!"
"Sorry, Asan."
Thanks to Asan's sacrifice, Yi-Han could spot the enemy. Amidst the skeleton warriors, there was one holding a bone staff, emitting a denser aura of dark magic typical of the undead. Hiding in the darkness among the skeletons, it had thought itself invisible, but to Yi-Han, it was clear as day. Using the curse twice was like shouting to be caught.
"Flash forth!"
Yi-Han's spell erupted, and a bolt of lightning shot toward the skeleton sorcerer. The sorcerer, taken aback, creaked in alarm, but fortunately, other warriors were there to protect it.
Bang!
The skeleton warriors, sensing danger, shielded the sorcerer with their bodies, blocking the attack with their bones.
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