Chapter 159
Chapter 159
Ogonin, upon realizing that the opposing student harbored a strange misunderstanding, urgently cried out, ...I am not a professor!
Confused, Yi-Han cast a suspicious glance at him, only for Ogonin to belatedly comprehend the implications of his own words.
Though a mage of high repute even in the empire, Ogonin was an amateur in the thievery arts, a stark contrast to a seasoned thief who would have chosen his words more carefully.
Realizing his error too late, Ogonin stammered, No... thats not...!
How dare you trick me! the student accused.
I havent used any tricks...! Ogonin protested, cut off abruptly.
He found himself unable to offer further explanations or excuses as the students attack commenced.
What... what is this... how could it be?! he thought in dismay.
Ogonin, though startled by the students conjuring of dozens of water orbs, did not believe them to be unblockable. As a mage, he was no stranger to magic combat, having faced such elemental magic before. The sheer number of orbs was intimidating, but he knew that successfully defending against the frontal assault was key.
As he prepared to retaliate with his illusion magic, the orbs unexpectedly veered off in erratic trajectories and accelerated, catching Ogonin off guard once more.
How can this be! How can this be! he thought in panic, dodging to the side.
To the earth, lend me your aid! he cast his spell, as the ground beneath him shifted, attempting to swallow the water orbs.
Yi-Han, undeterred, simply summoned more.
Spring forth! he chanted.
Seeing the student immediately prepare another attack without pause, Ogonin felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare.
Could this be a trap set by Gonadaltes? he wondered, considering the possibility.
Return to your elemental form! Ogonin countered, dispersing the incoming orbs with an elemental dispel.
Yet, the student relentlessly conjured more.
I cant win this war of attrition! Ogonin realized, setting aside his pride as a renowned mage in the empire. Repeated humiliations brought clarity.
What kind of student is this... I must subdue and escape!
Flames, take my form! he decided, abandoning his ineffective illusion magic due to pride.
The fire rose, morphing into an identical replica of Ogonin, a perfect doppelganger indistinguishable from himself.
Yi-Han looked on in astonishment. Ogonin felt a slight restoration of his wounded pride.
...Student, listen to me! I apologize for my rude and panicked words. But I have my own circumstances...
But before he could finish, the sound of a fuse burning reached his ears.
?
Turning around, Ogonin saw his fiery doppelganger igniting a fuse, which led to a volley of fireworks erupting skyward.
Both Yi-Han and Ogonin were left speechless, watching the display of fireworks.
Next problem! My most favorite thing in my lifetime is
Boom!
?
Whats that?
The students, yawning over a tedious problem, turned their heads.
Behind them, beautiful fireworks embroidered the sky.
Bang! Bang!
Its fireworks!
Oh, has it started already?
The guests, too, rose from their seats, invigorated.
After all, fireworks were among the most beautiful spectacles achievable with magic.
Such fireworks, specially prepared by Einrogard, were a rare sight to behold up close.
No... No... No!?
As the skull principal feigned surprise, guests from the empire burst into laughter.
You truly enjoy a surprise gift!
Studying under such a delightful mentor must bring great joy to the students!
No... Who could... Which cursed scoundrel...?
What did you say?
Silence!
The skull principal revealed his true colors, silencing the imperial guest with a curse of forced muteness. The cursed guest struggled in vain to speak.
What... Who could...!
Blue flames blazed in his eyes, leaving a trail behind the soaring skull principal.
Though his tears had dried long ago, the principal wept in spirit.
His plan to provide the students with a fun experience of dodging fireworks had been ruined by some wicked individual!
...Its over...
Ogonin, in despair, collapsed face down.
Never had he imagined it was a pile of fireworks.
And now, having triggered them, escape was impossible. People would soon gather.
Could this be considered a defeat?
Yi-Han, observing the prostrate Ogonin, pondered his next move.
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