How to Survive at the Academy

Velbrok subjugation (13)
A drop of blue paint fell on the lukewarm water.

A drop of paint that falls into the water leaves only a small trace at first.

However, it gradually spreads inside the cup, increasing its power here and there, until eventually the water in the entire cup is dyed blue.

A little drop. At first, it was only the beginning, but by the end, the world inside the cup had changed to a completely different landscape.

No one knows how the water swaying in the cup will oscillate, or how the paint swaying in it will spread.

However, the results are all the same. A change that begins with this small drop of paint changes the world. The butterfly effect that one small variable evokes is to turn around and play the distant future entirely.

‘I’ve been researching ways to create this paint-like creature at this Imperial Research Institute. Prince Rienfell.’

It was the words of Sylvania the Great.

Prince Lienfel, who was seriously injured because of Sylvania’s research, tried to ask what the Sylvania had studied and observed in return.

And the answer I got back from Sylvania was that this world is a closed world that will one day end unannounced.

Eternal darkness that cannot even be observed. ‘Cliff Point’.

The promise of darkness that must be met no matter how you struggle, when all the possibilities of the future that stretch out are over.

When we observed the primal fear together, Prince Lienfeel had no choice but to swallow dry saliva.

‘No matter how you observe it, the future hasn’t changed. I was locked up in the laboratory of this Imperial Palace of Lilies to figure out how this world should escape from that deep darkness, where even the cause cannot be measured.’

Prince Lienfel speaks tremblingly.

‘Then… did you figure out a way?’

‘No.’

At those words, Prince Lienfeel swallowed dry saliva.

‘However, I’ve only put together a number of possible hypotheses. My conclusion is that the world we live in now is a closed world. It’s a world where no matter how you go about it, you’re bound to end up with the same end.’

‘I can’t believe it even after hearing it with my own two ears…’

‘It has to be. However, if this hypothesis is correct… there is a way to struggle somehow. If you cannot get out of the cliff area only with the possibilities within this world, you have no choice but to invite an outsider that will create a new variable. A person from a world that has nothing to do with the flow of this world.’

Sylvania closes her eyes

I can definitely feel the existence of another world beyond that distant star world, observed through the constellation magic that I have been studying all my life.

‘I don’t know how that would work. And since no one has ever tried it, you can’t judge how it will be implemented. Because it is to attract non-subordinate beings into this world.’

‘…Then, if there is anything I can do, I will do my best to help.’

‘Thank you. Prince Hwang. However, there are not many things I can be sure of.’

Aspect magic is a discipline that still has many unknown areas.

Sylvania is the world’s leading authority on Aspect Magic, but there’s still so much that hasn’t been tried.

‘It requires a lot of magic power and preparation time, and there are still a lot of magic recipes that need to be researched. And even if I try, I don’t know if I’ll be able to call it back to where we are now. Whether he can summon himself directly, or is it a form of being possessed by someone in our world… Will he appear in this place now, or will he come to another place in the distant future or past… There are so many things to study, I don’t know if I can confirm that. The power of the constellation magic that manipulates space and time is inherently uncontrollable…’

It’s a magic that no one has ever tried to challenge the providence of the world.

Because everything is an area of ​​exploration that remains in the unknown…

‘And, even if it did… I don’t even know if it could really make a meaningful difference in the world.’

‘Then… there’s nothing you can be sure of…! How are you going to solve such a huge problem like that…!’

‘Yes, you can’t do nothing.’

Aren’t you supposed to try every possibility you can reach, even with the feeling of catching straw?

Life is precious, and life is precious.

I don’t accept death as much.

I don’t want to accept the end of the world casually. I have no desire to conform to that fate.

Sylvania Robester has no doubts that humanity can escape its promised end.

Do not run away in fear, or cry and lament.

The horrors of darkness try to engulf the mind, but they ignore it and shake it off.

I go out in front of the public with a smile. I’m sure nothing will happen. It is said that the peaceful peaceful atmosphere will continue.

Nevertheless, research continues to resist the providence of the world.

Unbeknownst to the public, with the support of Crown Prince Rienfell, he locks himself in the laboratory and formulates calculations all day long.

Go up to the Lamelen Mountains, observe the stars from the top of the mountain, and calculate the flow of magic.

Occasionally, he uses the powers of the constellation to observe another world, or to confirm the promised end of this world once again.

After a long time, he completes the summoning circle that evokes the existence of another world. However, the observed flow of the world does not change. Still, the future is heading towards a cliff of endless darkness.

Still, Sylvania does not care and implements the summoning circle again. I keep doing more research and trying over and over again, but I still don’t think the future will change.

Even so, I don’t give up hope and try again and again, but in the end Crown Prince Rienfell gets frustrated first.

‘No matter how many times you try… over and over, it’s okay! It’s also a meaningless struggle! It was foolish to try to resist the providence of the world!’

‘The Crown Prince…’

‘It’s useless! no fuss! This doesn’t mean anything…!’

Prince Lienfel eventually falls into frustration and despair, and hits the desk.

She pushes her arms and pushes away all the research books and papers on the desk, then rips her hair out and shouts.

I never doubted that you were the savior of the world! Only you… I thought no one could stop this promised end but you! So are you…! We’re already done! We can’t escape this despair!’

Sylvania couldn’t speak any more as she watched the prince pluck his hair.

It’s not because I don’t understand the distant despair and fear.

However, the reason Prince Lienfel was able to keep his sanity was because the deep darkness had not yet arrived. Because she knows that her own life will come to an end before the end.

So I was able to move only with a sense of mission to save the world.

If it had been the fear that came right in front of you, there would be nothing you could do other than lock yourself in your room and shake your body.

However, Prince Lienfell could not do anything, even though he still had quite a bit of time to move.

After a while, Hummu begins to eat the prince. He loses the will to live a meaningful life, thinking that no matter what kind of life he lives and how much work he puts into it, the future will eventually be consumed by darkness.

Even Sylvania is expelled from the imperial court.

Leave the greed for the imperial power and disappear beyond history.

On the day he was eventually expelled from the imperial family, rumors about Sylvania circulated among the public.

Even the Great Sage Sylvania could not be freed from the felony of injuring the Crown Prince himself in the end.

Watching Sylvania being exiled to Aken Island, he murmured like that. This is enough to hold on for a long time.

Sylvania didn’t bother explaining the truth.

However, he smiled broadly as he left for Aken Island.

The distant future that has been observed many times and eventually converges into endless darkness.

Various types of flows that I have seen countless times in the process. I was never frustrated by observing the number of all those cases… just because I wanted someone to remember.

-aah

The wand-wielding Great Sage Sylvania’s eyes widen.

A huge dark giant swings his arms around the entrance plaza of the living building as it arrives. Magical energy covers the whole area of ​​the living quarters, and the black blade that rises from the darkness flies into the defense of Sylvania and blocks it.

– Kaga Gaga Gaga!

As Glaskan raised his heavy body upright, the demonic form in the form of a shadow completely caught his eye.

It’s not cheating. It actually exists right before your eyes.

Yenica Palerover, who overcame her trauma alone, is the highest dark spirit who manifested herself in the world with her own power.

A dark energy of magic hits Sylvania’s body, which was momentarily bewildered. As it is, Sylvania jumps out of the spire and gets tucked away in a small shopping street next to the square.

– Bang!

Sylvania, who had barely shrugged in the rising dust, still had surprised eyes.

Sylvania Robester was not simply surprised to see that gigantic demon-shaped monster.

The Del Heim hourglass, invented by Philona Bloomriver, a student who would never have seen the light of day.

Lucy Mayryl, who did not understand the fighting style of the weak, had to be defeated because of the difference in strength.

Yenika Failover must have experienced a major failure and eventually fell into a setback that could never be overcome.

In the Thousands of Future Streams that I’ve been locked in in the Lily’s Palace Lab and peered into through the Aspect Magic over and over again…

Variables that have never been observed are poking out in detail.

Sylvania raises her head in the rubble of a collapsed building.

It’s strange.

There are so many strange things.

The fear of darkness engulfing her head shakes her head in disapproval, but… Sylvania says while shaking her hazy pupils.

Isn’t this strange? So I reflect on myself.

And the strangest of all.

The blonde man who sat leaning against the outer wall of the collapsed Trix Pavilion, staring at Sylvania Robester.

The poison emanating from those eyes is engraved in her memory, constantly stimulating Sylvania’s consciousness.

Grabbing the mind that has been engulfed in darkness for a long time, madness rises again. Bringing up her magical powers, she rises up again.

As he floats in the sky, he sees Yenica Palerover sitting in the magic circle with her wand clenched.

The eyes, which always seemed gentle and kind, are looking at Sylvania more aggressively than ever.

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My hair is all white, and dark marks are coming up my skin… but my eyes are strong.

Sylvania unleashes high element magic. Fire, wind, water, earth, all kinds of magic flutter and fly towards Glaskan.

Dark magic is manifested and most of it is neutralized, but some magic is effective. Elemental magic that struck directly on Glaskan’s body caused a huge explosion, covering the area with light.

However, the opponent is an elemental spirit of the highest rank.

I don’t care about that level of attack. Dark magic flying towards Sylvania eventually covered the square.

– Kwagwang! bang! bang! Whoa, whoa!

The burning dark-red flame burns everything in the world equally. A black salt spell that can only be used by Glaskan. It is a pure dark flame that burns out both material and magical powers equally.

However, it cannot respond to Sylvanian Aspect magic.

Sylvania, who came out of the ‘space curtain’ that had been wrapped around her body in an instant, returned to the top of the spire in a healthy state.

It’s going to be pretty tough to deal with that giant though. Especially because it’s a dark spirit that doesn’t easily hit elemental compatibility.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t win. It just takes a lot of work.

That was the moment I thought about it.

Sometimes the entrance plaza is full of water. I noticed it too late because of the deep darkness.

As if there had been a flood…. Water, which was constantly flowing over the surface of the square, was slowly covering the area.

Jenica Palerover, who was sitting in the center, was also submerged almost to the knee.

Spirit ceremony – Appearance in Suwon.

However, the scale is different from the one used by Ed Roth Taylor’s spirit, Laysia.

──Wherever you go, that place is the sea.

There is a spirit in the legend that is so called. It is a mythical giant spirit that eats giant monsters in the deep sea and devours even reefs.

Friede, the highest water spirit.

This is the name of that gigantic whale that had to suffer from a high fever for over a week and even lost her sight even though it was summoned by borrowing the power of the Phoenix Ring.

There is a legend that ‘Delchrome’, the legendary spirit lord of the myth era, once summoned two of the highest spirits at once with ease.

However, those absurd achievements were often taken as exaggerated to elevate the mythical hero’s spirit.

This is because, no matter how well a person is born with the temperament of a spirit warrior, there are bound to be human limitations.

However, the image of Yenica concentrating her mind while holding her wand with her hands together is sincere.

I thought that if I, an ordinary human being, was to bind the historical figure Sylvania Robester… I had to do this.

At the point where this is possible in the first place, an ordinary human is absolutely not. Maybe she couldn’t think of it that far, but Yenica just bleeds and gathers her mental power.

Blood pours like a waterfall.

Even in the dripping blood, her eyes are wide open.

As you hold the staff tightly with your trembling hands, you can definitely feel the spirit response burning throughout your body.

– oo.

It was closer to the beating sound of a giant sailing ship rather than the sound of a spirit.

The size of a whale that breaks through the floor of a huge plaza and leaps into the sky… It lightly overwhelms a few buildings.

The stream of water from Friede’s advent rose and it looked like rain was pouring down from the sky.

Friede appears with hundreds of lower spirits just by manifesting.

Watching the forces of spirits rising next to a huge whale soaring into the sky, it is as if you are watching a ruling fleet protecting a huge mothership.

A variety of spirits rise up along with a huge whale spirit and fly around Glaskan, which is about to cover the sky.

Is this the present world, or is it the spirit world where spirits are gathered?

The world is covered by an enormous number of forces that cannot be distinguished.

All kinds of elemental spirits are flying in the background of the roaring Velbroque as the monster tribes in the sky are swept away.

Sylvania stood on the Broken Spire, looking straight up at the scene.

Yenica Palerover bowed her head.

Blood pours out, and a high fever rises. All five senses suffer from a burning sensation, but it does not relieve the body.

It was about to run out of mana, of course, and use up all the energy that should be mobilized to sustain life.

The reason he’s shaking is because he doesn’t even have the strength to breathe. My eyes are barely visible, and my sense of touch is weak.

Still, Yenica Palerover doesn’t fall. There is only one reason to endure such nonsense. Because there are things to protect.

Its appearance is very different from the Yenica Palerover that Sylvania knew.

Together with Friede’s roaring principle, Glaskan’s supreme dark magic storms Sylvania.

Attacks that cannot be prevented with normal magic. And even the firepower and quantity are far beyond common sense.

Sylvania once raised her Aspect Magic. If it is the power of the elemental magic that can ignore the providence of the world, it can subdue all spirits of a scale that are beyond common sense.

The Great Sage Sylvania is a sorcerer whose logic of power does not work in the first place.

Even the forces of spirits rising to cover the entire world are just a matter of how effectively you can subdue them in the end.

A dark red magic winds around the spire.

Even after using the Aspect Magic of an unbelievable scale dozens of times, the amount of magical power still doesn’t show any signs of running out.

The roar of Velbroque covers Aken Island, and the breath it shoots sweeps through hundreds of spirits in the air. Frida, who swims in the sky full of spirits like outer space, sweeps away a horde of demons with one sweep of her tail.

In it, Sylvania opens her eyes. Dark madness creeping up her body whispers in her ear.

Death like a peaceful rest for those who struggle with meaningless.

Give us a helping hand so that we can escape from the vicious cycle of endless suffering in a useless life.

The deep frustration of which the limit is unknown, which has been buried in the dark for a long time and has not been able to endure it, draws out magical powers.

Highest Aspect Magic – Nothingness.

The holy magic that covers the whole area spreads to the entire Aken Island.

It is unbelievable that such a small body had such magical power.

Sylvania thinks as she raises her wand and lets out a fishy smile. I didn’t want to do this until now, but now I really have no choice but to do it.

Even the scope of the magic of emptiness that erases existence itself is far too wide.

Even Sylvania, a master of Aspect Magic and a rare genius, cannot control it properly unless she gets her mind right.

After using it once, the aftereffects are very severe. So even Sylvania was a magic of such a huge scale that they avoided using it as much as possible.

The power to turn even that enormous force of spirits covering the whole world into ‘nothing’.

It is the kind of power that shakes the providence of the world in one’s hand, which can be denied even just by manifesting it or just looking at it.

Yenica Palerover is facing death. However, even that would be useless in front of Sylvania.

The will to give you a comfortable rest.

With that alone, Sylvania raises her eyes and stretches out her hands towards the sky. All of this will be over in an instant, like a candle being blown out.

– Kwa-Gaga-Gak!

Aspect magic can only be countered by Aspect Magic.

That premise has never fallen down. Only the Creator who created this world can at best deny the absoluteness of the Aspect Magic, which cannot be resisted by any other nature.

However, Sylvania’s Aspect Magic is crushed by the enormous Aspect Magic.

It is so large that it rises above Aken Island and tries to cover up the forces of the spirits. There is no way in this world a user of Aspect Magic that can cover that level of magical power.

Sylvania’s eyes wide open and she sees the source of her magic.

The top of the half-destroyed building outside the living quarters.

Lucy Meryl, covered in blood, is barely squinting.

A phoenix ring glows in her hand, clenched with dripping blood. The principle is also derived from Aspect Magic, so Sylvania knows it well.

A magical tool that draws the magic of the future into the present and forcibly inflates the amount of magic.

Why does Lucy Meryl have it?

This must also be a future that has never been observed.

Even if it is the same magic tool, the effect will be different depending on who uses it.

The genius Lucy Mayryl, who ruled the world without any magic tools, gathers the magic promised in the future to the present.

Even that is not a quantity of days or months. At least 1 year, or 3 years, and up to 5 years.

Lucy Meryl, who recovers the mana of several hundred people in just a few days, how much mana must be collected for years to be able to take, how enormous will it be.

Lucy Meryl doesn’t look back any more.

The arduous future of living without magic for the next few years is not even taken into consideration.

I’m alive right now. If you have a reason to live, you use every means you have.

The seven-year-old girl, united with that thought, raises her terrifyingly calm eyes.

The amount of magical power that is drawn to the ring is already at an astronomical level. Nevertheless, after repeatedly collecting and collecting magical energy, the ring that could not withstand the enormous amount of magic begins to crack.

But Lucy doesn’t care. He’s going to fight Sylvania, no matter how much magic he gathers, it’s not enough.

– oo

Friede’s beating sound echoes in the sky along with Velbroque’s roaring sound.

Glasskan, a giant giant that has raised his magical powers, sweeps away the demon tribes, and spreads an evil laugh in the air.

And when Sylvania closed her eyes for a moment and then opened her eyes…

Lucy Meryl, who was far away on the other side, reached right in front of her nose.

Lucy Mayryl, who has gathered magic power at the tip of her hand, speaks with her face pointed at her.

“There is something that grandpa used to say.”

Have you already thrown away the honorific title in the meantime?

It was before Sylvania reacted to that demeanor that was truly Lucy Meryl.

“He met the worst teacher ever.”

Recalling Sylvania, I remember the old man sitting in front of the bonfire.

Glockt was always kind and caring to Lucy, but there were times when he spoke bluntly when talking about anecdotes about Sylvania.

Still, her face was smiling.

It must have been that he was reminiscing on the best teacher he had ever met in his life.

– Aww!

When a huge amount of Aspect magic is smashed, Sylvania is thrown back from the spire.

Even though it is engulfed in the building next door, its magical power is still overflowing. Nevertheless, Sylvania was slowly moving forward.

A piece of Sylvania’s memory speaks to her.

I remember meeting a young wizard who lost the will to live in an empty life.

I also have memories of a giant wolf spirit who looked down on the beach as if bored on the peaceful Aken Island.

I also remember setting up a school and teaching magic tricks in a simple classroom with only blackboards and desks.

If you think about it, I lived that kind of life.

I didn’t always go back and forth between the Lily Palace’s research lab and Crown Prince Lienfel’s office, worrying about the grand future.

The memories that rise in the dust are records of Sylvania’s struggles.

– ‘The future remains unchanged and will eventually lead to catastrophe. We’re done!’

– ‘Stop struggling like this! There’s nothing we can do but… accept death!’

With such a cry of despair, Prince Rienfell kicks the desk and knocks it over. Surrounded by fear and emptiness, he rips off her hair, claiming that all this is useless.

Hundreds of Glaskan’s dark arrows are struck. Even when Sylvania is locked in the outer wall of a building, she quickly activates a defensive circle to block them all.

However, the defensive circle is shattered by a subsequent blow from Lucy jumping in.

Nevertheless, the memories of frustration that burrow into my mind are trying to corrode Sylvania again.

The voice that had been repeated over and over again that there was no point in having hope any longer tried to block the accident again.

I block the movement by hitting Lucy, who has raised her magic power again, and direct the next Aspect Magic to the body of Yenika, who is in charge of all quantities.

The main weakness of the spirits is that you only have to subdue the body that is using the spirits.

However, Lucy Meryl draws out the Holy Aspect magic from her entire body, changing the direction of Sylvania’s magic.

All of Lucy’s struggles, who appear to be half-conscious, are on effective strikes.

The magic of Sylvania is resisting by clenching its teeth.

Lucy, who has neutralized all of Sylvania’s elemental magic, presses down on the large witch’s hat and leaps again.

A number of explosion laws implemented around Sylvania explode all at once. Sylvania quickly taunts her magic and takes all the shocks, but she can’t cope with Friede’s supreme water magic that follows.

Fride’s pulsating sound once again cuts through the sky over Aken Island.

Highest water magic ‘sea pressure’.

Where Friede is, that is the sea.

As proof of that fact… The spreading water pressure of the deep sea covers the whole area. Everywhere it touches, it is covered with unbearable pressure.

Sylvania’s small size means that if it is directly hit by the pressure of the deep sea, it will die instantly. I draw out her magic again and try to hold on to it somehow, but I can’t resist the pressure and can’t stop her from being driven to the floor.

Sylvania’s reason, with only fragments remaining, whispers to her, buried among the rubble of the building.

Were those years of sitting at your desk, peeping into the future, and observing the end really meaningless?

Was it a meaningless struggle to resist the emptiness that covered life?

I thought I had answered that question right away.

The appearance of the future that has never been observed in the distant past.

The present beings resist with unexpected power.

It raises a new question for Sylvania, who has experienced dozens and hundreds of setbacks.

Even after observing all the future streams that branch out into thousands over and over again.

If there was a fork in the flow that I had never seen before.

It’s so feeble and useless, I wonder if it’s possible to stretch out over that huge cliff… But if it’s definitely there.

The variables of this world that reversed all the future trends.

A drop of water falling into the closed lukewarm water is… Who the hell is that?

—At the beginning, the answer was fixed.

– Wow!

In the rubble of the building on the other side, Ed Roth-Taylor, who is blood-bath, gets up.

He limped through the dust and grabbed his body, holding a dagger in one hand, and a small amount of remaining magical energy wrapped around him in the other.

Gives Sylvania with deaf eyes in the dust that falls.

His goals have not changed since then. It’s not that complicated, nothing great, nothing grandiose. It will only hurt your mouth to explain now.

However, take a deep breath and keep your head straight.

Stained with blood, but never once was his will broken.