How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 243

Subjugation of Velbroke (11)

All the monsters that were swept away became flesh and scattered, and the lofty sky came into view again.

Lucy looked up at the sky with eyes that were fading. He was on the verge of losing consciousness, but even if he pretended to, he knew that Bell Broke had been hit.

Historically, there weren’t too many people who knew how to use the highest level of elemental magic.

And, there were many cases where even those highest-ranking magics were siege magics that he barely cast while preparing for days and nights.

Casting such a large-scale magic alone is an eccentricity that seems to deny the science of magic itself.

Even so, Valvelock did not collapse.

Velbrok’s scales, which have a certain resistance to all types of magic… even the highest level of magic beyond common sense, almost neutralizes it.

Just like Lucy’s large-scale elemental magic with all her might, Velbrok let out a roar of pain. However, all I felt was pain.

The group of monsters that covered the sky disappeared for an instant… but before long, new monsters were covered by the summoning circle that Bellbrook called back.

Despite the blow with all her might, Lucy’s efforts become meaningless in an instant.

And, the great sage, Sylvania, standing upright on top of the broken spire in the Plaza of Living Building.

Appearing with a swish of her huge staff, she dispelled the high-aspect magic ‘Space Veil’.

The Aspect Magic that twists and bends space and hides in the cracks, in fact transcends all physical laws, allowing any attack to be temporarily shed.

The downside is that the casting time is very long, the range is narrow, and it is difficult to easily judge the external situation because you are also trapped between the curtains of space. In short, it was easy to be surprised when the magic was dispelled because it was just crouching in one place with eyes closed.

Nevertheless, the absolute defense ability to be safe from any attack is an advantage that can offset all disadvantages.

Whoever it is, it is natural to be swept away from Lucy’s magic, and survive without even a scratch. It was meaningless to discuss its power with that alone.

And, look down on Lucy from the top of the broken spire.

Lucy’s white blouse has already lost its original color and is dyed red. Only the ends of the sleeves or the hem of the skirt that is rolled up remain the original color as traces.

The hem of the skirt is also torn, and the white knee-socks are burnt and worn out and do not retain their original shape.

And, as always, in those blank eyes, hostility finally begins to emerge.

There is something resembling willpower in the way he strains his eyes and looks up at Sylvania.

Lucy looked up at Sylvania and said, as if wondering what was wrong with her figure curled up and asleep in the corner of the school building.

“The rate of conversion of horsepower.”

Lucy, who was born with a natural sense, finally catches Sylvania’s gaps.

Sylvania Robester is a pioneer of Aspect Magic and a rare genius, one who has achieved magical achievements that no one can match.

The same goes for combat magic. Innate magic power, fast calculation speed, and even appropriate determination.

As long as she already has abilities comparable to that of a great man in the field of duel magic… How can Lucy, who is already exhausted, not be able to handle it?

However, normal magical power and aspect magical energy are completely different in nature.

If you want to draw down your mana to deal with normal elemental magic, you have to scatter all that mana and get rid of it and draw out new Aspect mana. This is the pinnacle of inefficiency.

Because of this, it is difficult to use both Aspect Magic and Normal Magic in parallel.

Even if it seems that there is no difference in speed to the general wizard, in the battle between the best wizards of mankind, the gap of that fine transition is visible.

It’s a small gap where you can barely see the fragment until you exchange dozens or hundreds of sums… Lucy Meiril noticed it after only three or four sums.

Sylvania Robester’s Aspect Magic is a means close to cheating to subdue the enemy irrationally ignoring all odds… but it’s not without flaws.

There might be a chance of winning if you bind your feet with difficult-to-respond elemental magic, force defense, and then use the opportunity to cast a surprise blow to cast Aspect Magic. The reason Ed was able to insert the dagger into his shoulder was because he had used his death as collateral to draw out the gap in the magic power conversion.

There is really no chance of winning now when it comes to strength vs. strength.

What remains is skill and sense.

And, Lucy Meiril, who was born with the blessing of a star, is far beyond the realm of ordinary people even in her skills and senses. After quickly establishing a strategy to subdue Sylvania, he raises his body’s magical power.

However, there is almost no magic power left in the body.

After exchanging a few coins with Sylvania, she was exhausted with the magic she poured in to temporarily neutralize Valveroke.

Let alone high-level magic, if you try to cast even a single shot of middle-level magic, your head starts pounding.

In perfect condition, it was Lucy who embodied dozens of hundreds of high-ranking magic circles as if they were eating. Realizing how cornered he is, he frowns himself.

The shadow of death crawls up the back of Lucy’s neck.

end point of life.

If you want to survive and run away, now is the last time.

Going forward, if you want to face the enemy, you must risk your life.

crisis of life.

A word too far for a strong man like Lucy Meiril.

However, the weight that the blonde-haired fallen aristocrat wore as if he were eating. From the danger of losing his life at any time, the shadow of the man who has lived with his teeth clenched until the end is overlaid on Lucy’s back.

There is nothing you can’t escape from. It’s not a style that takes pride or honor.

However, running away from here… I think it’s disrespectful to the man… Lucy Meiril doesn’t even think about it.

Gathering the exhausted mana with gritted teeth, he continued to fight by relying on his skills and senses.

Six or seven basic wind magics, ‘Wind Blades’, fly towards Sylvania.

Sylvania snorted and swung her cane to incapacitate them all.

Only when the firepower is equivalent to that of high-ranking magic is there any meaning in evasive maneuvers. There was no way basic magic would touch Sylvania’s body.

However, Lucy didn’t care and waved her arms as it was, expressing the basic fire magic ‘ignition’.

The flames that rose around Lucy obscured her vision. Then, he manifested the ground magic ‘earth wall’ and hid himself between the rising walls.

At this point, Sylvania noticed.

Lucy doesn’t really have any magic left anymore. To the point where he has to sparingly use even the middle level magic that he can manifest casually.

The basic magic that has been rampant since a while ago is proof of that. To think that Lucy Meiril was using basic magic. It’s like a tiny crossbow bolt coming out of a giant ballista.

Lucy thought as she ran across the earthen walls.

──Can’t win.

──Probably, he will die here.

If that’s the case, I should at least take Sylvania with me.

That colossal catastrophe, Valveroke, was said by Ed Rosteyler to somehow prevent it.

However, I haven’t heard anything about Sylvania Robester. The resurrection of the great sage Sylvania was completely outside of Ed Roth Taylor’s calculations.

The basics of a magic duel are firepower fights, but if you go into details, there are much more areas of calculation.

And, in a duel, the basic premise of calculation is to put one’s own safety first.

It means that if you dare to risk your own life, you will step out of the realm of rational calculation.

This means that you can outwit your opponent.

only once.

With his life as collateral, if only he could create an opening to put a blow to Sylvania…

If that’s how you can hit the vital point and kill it in one blow… at least you can get rid of at least the beginning of the disaster. The stake is Lucy’s own life.

After all, Velbroke has to be taken down by someone else…

Lucy doesn’t doubt Ed’s words. Valveroke will be resolved somehow. If so, its role is clear.

“Ooh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

With a face that doesn’t know if she’s laughing or crying, Sylvania lands from the spire toward the plaza.

Lucy Meiril realized that she didn’t have much strength left to resist… so there was no reason to hold her hand any longer.

Earthen walls are tangled like a labyrinth.

These earthen walls were implemented to make the opponent wander even a little, but such a goal does not work against the strong.

– Boom!!

The level of earthen walls manifested by basic magic would be destroyed just by pouring mana.

Lucy’s labyrinth, layered with flames and earthen walls, is incapacitated in an instant, and Lucy, who is bleeding and limping away, comes into view at a glance.

Sylvania raised her arm and unleashed the elemental magic of ice to deliver the final blow. Lucy already has little strength to resist.

That was the moment when the ice spear was driven into Lucy’s body.

Lucy’s body shattered and disappeared.

“…?”

Humans are creatures that splatter blood and pour out internal organs when stabbed by an ice spear, and they do not disintegrate into pieces like machine parts. It was welcome in the first place.

A wise Sylvania would not fall for such a one-dimensional trap.

A girl who was consumed by madness and almost lost her reason. Since Sylvania is only obsessed with destroying the enemy in front of her eyes, Lucy also failed to take into account the fact that she is good at improvisation and improvisation.

The reason for blocking the view with earthen walls and fire was only to buy time to set up a new trap in the gap.

Embodies the basic freezing magic, ‘Ice Knife’, and makes it rise from the ground. It engraves illusion imprints on its shiny surface with magic.

Lucy is in a state where she doesn’t have the magic to use proper high-level illusion magic. Making a bait using such a catch technique is all I can do right now. Rather, since high-level illusion magic leaves a strong aftermath of magical power, there was a possibility that high-ranking magicians like Sylvania could easily see through it.

That’s why, it tries to deceive the enemy by somehow drawing out the remaining magic power.

No matter what anyone says, this is the fighting style of the weak.

Cheating, running away, throwing sand in the eyes, picking up stones and stabbing them, tearing hair out, driving nails in, biting thighs…

Such a battle to fill the power gap with cunning and trickery is something a person like Lucy has never experienced in her life.

Lucy Meiril lived her whole life as a strong person. Because stamping with the size of her power is her fight she’s been fighting all her life.

That’s why, this way of fighting… Lucy didn’t realize it on her own.

– Quaang!!

Bleeding profusely, Lucy, who had been hiding with camouflage magic, stands up behind Sylvania’s back.

Sylvania was startled and scattered magic behind her, but that too was just an illusion of Lucy imprinted on the ice sword.

Lucy… was floating over Sylvania’s head, hidden in the rising smoke.

It looked like a corpse covered in blood, but it was definitely alive. Lucy’s hand, protruding through her smoke, had already accumulated mana that had been scraped to the floor.

On the tree at the cabin camp, on the roof of the cabin, on the Altar of Altar at the top of Mount Orn, at the Roth Taylor Mansion, at the Battlefield…

The fight of the man who sat and looked down blankly.

At some point, it was etched into Lucy Meiril’s eyes.

It is filled with those eyes that are bright as if they are full of starlight.

It is not the honorable battle as a wizard that Lucy learned from Glockt when she was a child.

It wasn’t like a duel that the magicians of the Mage Tower set their example for.

Lucy Meiril has lived her whole life as a strong person.

Ed Rosteylor has lived his entire life as an underdog.

Since these two people have lived opposite each other as if they were back to back, their way of life and way of fighting are inevitably opposite. I shouldn’t have been able to understand each other’s position

——So, Lucy had to be horribly defeated by Sylvania.

In front of the great sage Sylvania, the completely exhausted Lucy is in the position of the weak. Lucy, who couldn’t understand the position of the weak, was crushed and defeated by the difference in strength, and she expected it.

However, what the world does not know.

Not knowing what the future will be like because it is full of unknown variables, maybe that’s the beauty of life.

The back of Glockt, who was sitting in an armchair and warming up at the campfire.

Is there any place to take a nap? The decision of that day when I fell asleep in a wooden shelter I found by chance while walking in the northern forest.

Then, a relationship formed, turning around and creating the current Lucy Mayrill.

In the bizarre and unknown series of coincidences, Lucy Mayril gathered her magic while feeling irony.

– Whoa!

Frowning her brow, Sylvania turned her head back to Lucy. As she tried to wield the huge staff, she noticed that the young mana in Lucy’s hand was dark red.

It is Aspect Magic.

Here, the numbers are twisted once more.

The fact that he had even brought out Aspect Magic, which consumes much more mental power than normal Magic, means that he will see the end here.

This is because using Aspect Magic while already pushed to the limit is close to committing suicide. He never thought that he would use Aspect Magic while pushing himself to the limit at this timing.

Could the manifested magic be a ‘time prison’? From Lucy’s point of view, who had to subdue Sylvania in one blow, she would have had to implement suppression magic anyway.

Whatever it is, once it is defeated, it is bound to be suppressed.

But that’s… This is a story when targeting an opponent who can’t use Aspect magic.

It would be ridiculous to discuss Aspect Magic in front of Sylvania, a master of Aspect Magic.

Disperse the raised mana and instantly raise the Aspect mana.

Aspect magic can only be countered with Aspect magic. If you quickly dissipate Lucy’s Aspect Magic, only death will remain for Lucy, who has no more energy to fight.

That’s how it was the moment to raise the Aspect magic power to deal with it.

– Whoaaaaaaaaaagh!

In the hands of Lucy Meiril, who lands toward Sylvania, the young… that red energy disappears.

Eventually, the red energy completely disappeared due to the elemental magic Lucy drew.

“what…?”

Sylvania couldn’t believe her eyes.

If you want to switch from Astral Magic to normal Magic, an inefficient process of disorganizing the accumulated magic power will be created.

For wizards like Lucy and Sylvania who have reached the pinnacle, the time difference is less than one second. That brief gap of about 0.5 seconds was not a significant flaw against most wizards.

However, it is a completely different story in the midst of this urgent number of battles.

I forcibly close the distance and pull it out with a quick fight. Lucy’s strategy of picking up the opponent’s flaws and digging into them, no matter what anyone said, was very similar to Ed Roth Taylor’s fighting style.

However, how did Lucy bring about such a rapid conversion of magic power?

Even Sylvania, who is a master of Aspect Magic, has a very slight gap, but Lucy’s ability to convert magical power without allowing even that moment is theoretically absurd.

However, after seeing Lucy’s arm revealed, Sylvania stuck out her tongue.

In the first place, he hadn’t even manifested his Aspect Magic.

What Lucy manifested was ordinary magical power. Since there was no process of converting magical power, it was far more than the amount of Aspect Magic that Sylvania had drawn.

What looked like dark red magic was not magic.

Affected by the burning flames of ignition magic, Lucy’s magical power also only looked dark red.

——Lucy set her arm on fire. Just for a simple gimmick.

It’s only for a moment… The smudged burns came into my eyes. It’s definitely a scar that won’t go away even if you go for the rest of your life. The pain that comes through will not be normal.

definite decision. In the first place, the two fakes using illusions were also traps that were set up to make the situation more urgent and lead Sylvania to act hastily.

Three ice spears gathered around Lucy with only the magical power she had accumulated in this short time.

The strategy may have been Ed Rosteiler’s method, but it was only possible because it was Lucy who could draw out this middle-level magic within a short time of a few seconds with basic magic response.

There wasn’t much time allowed for Sylvania. Aspect magic was drawn from Lucy’s fake, so it took less than a second to gather his magic.

The Aspect magic that Sylvania had accumulated in that instant of time had its limits.

Still, if you use it to defend against Lucy’s ice spear… you can avoid a fatal wound.

It cannot manifest high-level Aspect magic, but it can exert a certain amount of physical force simply by radiating the collected Aspect magic.

– Quaaaaaaang!

All of these thoughts are completed within a fraction of a second…

As Lucy’s ice spear hit the plaza, a huge cloud of dust rose.

*“Kuh, whoop…”

Lucy, who was driven into a corner, mobilized all the means she had and threw her last goal.

The final blow, which he had even attempted to burn off one of his arms… unfortunately missed.

“Heo-euk… hee-euk…”

Sylvania was frowning and gasping for breath.

The ice spear pierced in front of her nose was forcibly twisted in its trajectory by the influence of Aspect magic, and it was pierced into the empty ground.

However, if the trajectory had been slightly less divergent, the ice spear would have split his head.

Lucy’s goal didn’t work in the end.

One last variable that Lucy failed to consider. It was just ‘luck’.

In order to make the attack range as wide as possible, he drew out all his magic power and created three ice spears, but in the end, the space twisted by the Aspect magic succeeded in breaking the ice spear’s trajectory.

Lucy was strewn across the floor, covered in blood.

Sylvania frowned and looked at Lucy.

Sylvania might surpass Lucy in terms of the absolute amount of magical power, operational ability, and size of power itself.

However, even in extreme extreme situations, the quickness and improvisation that composes the environment just to take victory. A fighting style that seeks victory by forcibly pulling out even a 0.1% chance.

That is not something that can be learned from a wizard.

Sylvania shook her head and pointed her magic wand at Lucy, who was strewn about.

A sleep that should never be saved. The moment that thought filled his head, Lucy’s eyes, stained red with blood, flashed.

Lucy, who suddenly opened her eyes, glared at Sylvania. Grinding her teeth, she tries to draw her magic again. Now, only weak magic has flowed out, which is embarrassing to even call it magic, but Lucy uses that magical power as a support to stand up again.

With her school uniform in tatters hanging down, Lucy raised her head with difficulty and glared at Sylvania. Heo-eok, heo-eok, his fighting spirit is still present in the sound of his forced breathing.

Lucy thinks.

Even if death approaches, I have no intention of running away.

Even when the fear of death crawled up his twenty-twenty body, the man always stood upright.

The same goes for yourself.

Since you have a life you have received, you give your life for that man. Isn’t it a story that can be seen as natural in a way?

even 10 seconds. No, even for one more second… If Sylvania could be stopped, if that would make the man’s chances of surviving even 0.1% more certain.

He casually throws his life away as stakes.

That decision has never changed.

Even as she watched Sylvania manifest her magic, Lucy stood upright without wavering.

I’m wondering if there’s a way to resist more… but maybe that’s it.

The brightening light of magic blinds my vision. Lucy closed her eyes.

I feel the warm light of a campfire.

The appearance of Glockt, which I had seen from inside the cotton blanket, now makes sense.

At the end of life, at the end of the life that I thought was just a meaningless life…

Still, it was good to be alive. If you can monologue, how meaningful it is in itself.

It seemed that he finally understood the meaning of the words.

I met a man and died for him.

If you can recall that it was a meaningful life, how valuable is it?

That’s why, a gentle smile came out of Lucy’s mouth.

Just like that, the vision was blurred.

*- Quaaaaaaaaang!

However, when you open your eyes, the scene you face is not the afterlife.

It is a reality where people still bleed and grit their teeth to survive.

“Listen up, Lucy.”

When she noticed that she was being held in the arms of a man covered in blood, amidst the ruins of a broken spire… she was already losing her mind.

However, Lucy knows the smell of the man hugging her.

In the midst of the bloody smell, the grass smell that reassured Lucy so much rises.

“No matter what happens, never accept death…”

The magic Sylvania had cast was temporarily neutralized by Jenika Failover’s spirit magic. It was a magic she used urgently, but even accepting it made Yenica grit her teeth.

When Lucy opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Ed, who rushed in and stomped on the floor, snatching Lucy, and then the others who blocked Sylvania.

It was Ed’s party who had fled from the royal residence.

“It held up really well, Lucy… really… it held up well… thank you… but…”

Ed, who hugged Lucy, who had become covered in blood, was also covered in blood.

It was a difficult situation to see both of them as living beings… but somehow, they gnashed their teeth and survived.

“Resist death at all costs… never accept death…”

Lucy opened her eyes and looked up at Ed.

Ed endured the aggravation in his body, but pulled himself upright while holding Lucy in his arms.

“We escape to Ophelis Hall. Reinforcements… will gather there…”

Saying so, Ed grabs Lucy, who is drooping with no strength in his body, and gnaws his teeth.

Looking up at Ed like that, Lucy instantly burst into tears.

Was it because he was relieved to know that Ed was alive?

Or was he somehow relieved that he was alive?

Perhaps, it seemed to be both… Lucy stopped crying while holding on to her fading spirit.

The face covered in blood and tears was a terrible look, but Ed still wiped Lucy’s tears.