Chapter 370
Chapter 370
Of course, people like Direth who suffered losses always said it was just this once and their hearts softened.
Yi-Han looked at his senior pitifully.
"I brought snacks, so tell me anytime if you need them."
"Chocolate tart? Where did you buy it?"
"I made it myself."
"...Uh, uhm."
—
The dark mages gathered at the city's main gate boarded the pre-rented carriage and departed.
It was like going on a picnic.
Creak creak creak creak-
If only it weren't for the old carriage that creaked as if it would break down at any moment.
"Cough. I'll have to recast the magic."
"Stop for a moment!"
The seniors stopped the carriage and rushed out to cast magic on the wheels, axles, and doors in turn.
Seeing that, Yi-Han felt ominous as if he had glimpsed an unfortunate future with divination magic.
'I heard that dark magic doesn't receive support, but to see it directly like this.'
"I think this should do it."
"It's still creaking though?"
"If we cast magic to the point of completely fixing it, the mana waste would be too severe. We have no choice but to endure this much."
"Hehe. If we dig up some decent mushrooms in the undead realm this time, we can change the carriage too. Aren't you excited?"
"...Yes!"
Yi-Han resolved to learn magic to eliminate the creaking sound first when the second semester began.
As they took the imperial road and moved away from the city, the number of houses gradually decreased, and only forests and fields began to increase.
Gainando munched on a tart while looking outside the carriage. Raphael, who was sitting by the window, annoyingly pushed Gainando's head away.
"Stop!"
At the end of the quiet road, armed soldiers and a knight were seen. They stopped the carriage, wary of it.
"What is your purpose for coming?"
"Cough. We are mages who have come to study this phenomenon."
Professor Mortum took out a permit and handed it to the soldiers.
Seeing the document stamped with a seal, the knight's face relaxed considerably.
"So you were mages."
As the empire's territory was so vast, controlling the unusual phenomena occurring in various places was no easy task.
In the case of the undead realm overlapping phenomenon, if not properly controlled, it could lead to a situation where undead waves occurred in all directions.
Even if it was discovered first and barely controlled, they still couldn't be completely relieved.
As the empire's territory was so vast, there were also many crazy people who would rush in to try to take advantage of that phenomenon.
It was natural for the knights and soldiers controlling this remote and quiet place to be on edge.
"Cough. You're all working hard."
"Seriously... I don't know why the undead realm had to overlap. Our luck is rotten... It would have been better if it were the plant spirit realm."
"The plant spirit realm would have caused quite a bit of damage too."
"Still, wouldn't it be better than the undead realm?"
"Well..."
"By the way. Which school are you mages from..."
"Cough cough cough."
Professor Mortum suddenly coughed as if he had choked on something.
The disciples beside him patted their teacher's back and said.
"Professor. Here's some water!"
"His health is quite poor..."
"Oh dear. I apologize. I kept an unwell person for too long. Hey. Let them pass."
As the soldiers stepped aside, the carriage sped off.
Professor Mortum stopped coughing and raised his head.
"Cough. Are they gone?"
"They're gone."
"..."
The first-year students watching inside the carriage looked at Direth with shocked eyes.
"...The permit was properly obtained, right?"
"I told you we got it!? Junior! Of course, what just happened was a bit unsightly, but we're not reckless enough to handle this without permission or forgery!"
Direth began to explain.
When such unusual phenomena occurred, the nearby passages were placed under control by deploying troops to block crazy people from approaching.
There was a high possibility that they were forming a siege using the nearby military camps or a few small villages to prevent access.
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login