Magic Academy's Genius Blinker - Chapter 153
Chapter 153
Magic Survival (5)
While the Magic Survival was ongoing.
Flame, along with Anella, ran to the waiting room where participants were moved after elimination.
“Emergency patient! Emergency patient! Deploy the healing mages immediately!”
“What on earth happened!”
“How did they get burned? What exactly happened on the stage?”
During the battles in the virtual space, there should be no injuries, so medical staff are not on standby to treat them.
This could be seen as a vulnerability unique to Stella Academy, the only place in the world that operates a virtual space.
“Excuse me, please move aside!”
The dark red flames were being somehow suppressed by the magic of Stella’s faculty, but the wounds themselves were not being properly treated, so Flame squeezed through them.
“Who are you?”
“You’re a student! What are you doing here? Get out immediately!”
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“Wait, isn’t that student Flame? I heard she knows healing magic. Let’s borrow her help in this emergency!”
“Can you come over here? We have an emergency patient!”
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There were five or six patients with burns all over their bodies. Even in this urgent situation, a healing mage could only handle one patient at a time.
But… that applies only to ordinary healing mages.
Flame stood among the groaning patients lying on the floor, gathered her hands, and quietly chanted with her small lips.
“…Light.”
In truth, magical incantations and prayers don’t require many words. Sincere desire, that’s what’s important.
Flash!!
A dazzling golden light enveloped the waiting room, and the patients’ wounds began to heal rapidly.
A miraculous phenomenon that even the clergy of the Holy Kingdom couldn’t achieve. Such sacred power could only be wielded by a saint or a saintess of the Holy Kingdom.
However, because she was healing multiple people at once, it was inefficient, and her mana, vast as the ocean, was quickly depleted.
Moreover, the wounds inflicted by a higher-level Dark Mage’s magic made it impossible to heal them easily.
For now… she could only prevent their wounds from worsening.
Of course, that alone was excellent emergency treatment.
“The healing mages have arrived!”
Until the doctors and healing mages capable of proper treatment arrived, she had managed to keep the patients alive.
“Student, you should rest now!”
“Oh no, your face is pale. It seems you’ve exhausted too much mana at once, leading to fatigue.”
“〇.”
As Flame staggered and sat down, Anella hurriedly supported her.
‘Ugh…’
There were so many mages around.
Mages here. Mages there.
But I am a Dark Mage.
As her head turned white with fear, a mage approached, placed a hand on her shoulder, and consoled her.
“You seem very confused to have witnessed something so sudden. Don’t talk about this incident anywhere. We’ll handle it.”
“But, uh…”
“Absolutely.”
As the Stella official sternly ordered her to keep silent, Anella nodded with a bewildered expression.
However.
“…Who gave you the authority to order secrecy?”
“Who! …P-Princess?”
Unfortunately for them, someone who couldn’t be ordered into silence had witnessed the scene.
Princess Hong Bi-yeon of Adolevit.
Appearing in the waiting room at some point, she examined the state of the patients with a deep frown.
Seeing the thick presence of dark mana, anyone who didn’t grasp the situation would be unfit to be a Magic Warrior cadet.
“Has a Dark Mage infiltrated Stella?”
“…Yes, that’s correct.”
Hong Bi-yeon finally resolved one of her lingering questions.
The reason Baek Yu-seol had been running around so desperately, more than anyone else.
…He had known in advance that a Dark Mage would infiltrate the competition and was trying to find and eliminate them.
As someone bound by the contract of the stars, a regressor cannot reveal future events.
In other words, once again, he was struggling alone to resolve the incident.
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That realization made Hong Bi-yeon’s expression grow cold.
“This time, you better not think it will pass easily.”
Despite enrolling as a cadet, her roots were in one of the top three strongest nations in the world.
The fact that Stella couldn’t even prevent a Dark Mage from infiltrating while she was present… would undoubtedly spark controversy.
After her brief, sharp remark, the officials could only bow their heads silently. It seemed unlikely that this school competition would pass without incident.
* * *
It wasn’t just the participants and officials who noticed something strange.
Some spectators watching the Magic Survival could also sense that something unusual was happening in the competition.
“Your Majesty, it seems there’s a problem with the competition.”
“…It appears so.”
Flowerseorin habitually touched her pink lips, realizing she was wearing a mask, and withdrew her hand. It was a habit that emerged when she was deep in thought.
‘Participants feeling pain…’
Other school competitions usually required students to wear strong protective gear.
Instead of participants casting unbreakable shield magic, the system calculated life points to determine eliminations.
Stella Academy’s use of a virtual reality system eliminated that cumbersome process and allowed for realistic battles.
However, in virtual reality, participants shouldn’t feel pain. Yet, just now, Flowerseorin had seen a girl crying with her entire body on fire.
As multiple scenes were being simultaneously broadcast, that scene wasn’t shown in detail, and most people probably didn’t notice anything strange even if they saw it.
But those particularly sensitive to Dark Mages would have sensed something suspicious.
“I’ll go check the situation.”
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When Oranha said that and stood up, Flowerseorin stopped him.
“There’s no need. This is Stella.”
Even if something had happened, Stella would undoubtedly handle it properly. There was no need for them, as spectators, to intervene.
‘At least 5-Risk level. If they’re hiding their power, even more…’
If a Dark Mage had really infiltrated the Magic Survival and was attacking students, it might be the ‘Spirit Slayer’ Oranha had mentioned.
If the Spirit Slayer revealed their identity and emanated their energy, they would immediately be caught by Flowerseorin’s keen sight.
That would be the end of it.
The culprit wouldn’t escape this place.
‘I’ll give it back to you exactly the same.’
Clenching her fists, she made a firm resolution.
She would never let them die peacefully.
* * *
Magic Survival Stage.
At the very edge of the competition area.
Two boys were fighting.
Boom! Crash!!
Flames that seemed to swallow the night sky burst forth, and a small hut was half-destroyed and blown apart.
Dokcheolgwang, who had leaped through the gap, extended his left palm forward and then punched with his right fist, which he had pulled back with all his might.
Whoosh-Rumble!!
A whirlwind of wind savagely swept through, devouring everything in its path. The overwhelming destructive power and wide range were unbelievable for a casting that lasted less than a second!
But the opponent was no slouch either, as they lightly dodged and then engulfed Dokcheolgwang in black flames.
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“Kiai!”
Bang! Clang!
Vital energy burst from Dokcheolgwang’s body, oxidizing the flames. He then stomped on the debris of a stone pile and leaped continuously!
“Huh…!”
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As Dokcheolgwang suddenly charged, Berankal was greatly startled and retreated far back. But even that distance was easily closed, and a fist was launched.
Crack! Boom!
A small tornado erupted from his fist! Furthermore, as he stomped down with his right foot, a wall of rock formed behind Berankal, preventing escape.
Unable to use other magic and thus unable to cast shields after becoming a Dark Mage, Berankal had no choice but to defend with flames. Fortunately, flames are strong against wind.
What a crazy guy…
As a 5-Risk Dark Mage, Berankal was an invincible force within the Magic Survival.
He thought he could easily defeat anyone one-on-one.
‘Where did this monster come from…’
His combat sense was beyond human comprehension.
Even with 4-class level magic, he was overwhelming a 5-Risk like himself.
Moreover, those muscles were a problem.
Ordinary mages don’t need a lot of muscles. Muscles don’t help much in magic manipulation, so maintaining basic physical fitness is enough.
But for the Knight class, who engage in close combat, it’s different.
‘Power Jump.’
This technique allows for a massive leap at close range using mana’s repulsion, putting great strain on the legs and requiring precise mana control.
But no matter how much control, it still strains the leg muscles, so Knight-class mages must train their muscles.
But Dokcheolgwang not only precisely controlled mana but also built up his leg muscles to such an extent that he possessed overwhelming mobility.
Boom!
Closing tens of meters in an instant!
Unrelenting rapid-fire Power Jumps!
And every punch unleashed a chain of destructive magic!
“Tsk!”
If Berankal were an ordinary 5-class mage, he might have been defeated by Dokcheolgwang here.
But…
Even so, a 5-Risk is a 5-Risk.
Crimson-black flames surged from the ground, enveloping Dokcheolgwang’s body.
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Boom! Crash!!
Unable to wear proper shield robes due to virtual reality, Dokcheolgwang had to endure the flames directly.
Yet, despite the flames engulfing his body, he only groaned softly without showing signs of pain.
One of the most excruciating pains humans can feel is burning.
“You… don’t feel pain, do you?”
Dokcheolgwang then revealed his white teeth and laughed heartily.
“With willpower and muscles, I can overcome flames like this anytime!”
“Madman…”
Berankal, with a tired expression, ignited crimson-black flames in his hands.
From the situation, it might seem that Dokcheolgwang had the upper hand.
But the reality was that victory was leaning towards Berankal.
Berankal could inflict actual damage on Dokcheolgwang, while the reverse was impossible.
Even if they fought purely, it was uncertain if he could win. In an unbalanced situation, victory for Dokcheolgwang was impossible.
Does Dokcheolgwang not know this?
[28/100]
The number of survivors dwindled, and the competition area began to shrink to the next stage.
From the beginning… this was his purpose. To prevent that being, who could attack in virtual reality as if it were real, from harming other cadets.
He had bought them time.
Victory in the game? His own safety?
None of that mattered.
If a Dark Mage stood before him, he faced them and readied his staff.
That was the duty of a Magic Warrior.
‘…Unbelievable.’
Hanabon Yu, who was hiding far away and secretly watching the situation, trembled as he watched Dokcheolgwang.
His entire body was engulfed in flames, and he seemed barely able to stand.
Yet, Dokcheolgwang did not fall.
The boastful claim that he had never fallen seemed almost true.
‘But, even he has limits.’
Unable to properly use Power Jumps and barely deflecting incoming flames with gusts of wind, the battle would soon be decided.
Dokcheolgwang would… die.
‘That can’t happen.’
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He thought all Magic Warrior cadets were like himself.
Just for certificates and diplomas.
Ignoring the Dark Mages, wanting to work in safe, comfortable places for high salaries, and so, attending academies.
In this era, where would you find someone with the heroic spirit of a Magic Warrior from fairy tales?
He had believed that firmly.
But right before him stood someone truly worthy of being called a ‘mage.’ Despite his usual envy of the Stella cadets, he could only think of saving that person.
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…When he snapped back to reality.
“Yaaaahhhh!!”
Hanabon Yu was charging.
Towards Berankal?
No, there was nothing he could do about that. Despite being considered an elite, he knew well that he couldn’t demonstrate his full strength in actual combat with a Dark Mage.
So he ran towards Dokcheolgwang.
“What, who are you!”
Berankal was startled and launched flames, but it was too late.
A sharp ice spike from the tip of Hanabon Yu’s staff pierced Dokcheolgwang’s heart.
Dokcheolgwang looked at him without a word. Though he seemed almost unconscious, he stood firmly on his two feet.
[KILL! Hanabon Yu – Dokcheolgwang]
Finally, his form turned into light and disappeared.
“…You bastard.”
Berankal began to emit immense dark mana.
He was the most bothersome and annoying fly, and he had planned to finish him off painfully.
“How dare you interfere…”
Boom!!
Crimson-black flames explosively surged, engulfing the entire area.
“Heek…”
Thud!
Hanabon Yu’s legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground. If those flames hit him, he would surely die.
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But it was okay.
By sacrificing himself, he could save a hero?
No. He wasn’t that noble.
Just…
[Warning! You’ve been exposed to mana outside the competition area for an extended time!]
[Life Points are decreasing!]
Having not taken a potion earlier, he could only rely on his nearly depleted Life Points.
Boom!!
“Die, you bastard!”
Finally, Berankal’s crimson-black flames burst forth! The wave of snake-like flames surged at him.
[Life Points zero.]
[You have died.]
[DIE! Hanabon Yu]
Hanabon Yu’s form turned into light and disappeared.
End of Chapter
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