How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 258

[Side Story] Wind Flower (8)

It’s been more than ten days since Katen Failover hasn’t returned to Toren Village.

After learning that Phlox’s curse reacts to mana and has contagious properties, Katin never tried to return to the village.

Countless villagers scoured the forest and ridges to find the girl who had suddenly disappeared, but… Caitine had nothing to do with it.

In fact, few people in Toren Village know how to use magic properly. Considering the nature of its ability increasing in proportion to the amount of magical power, no matter how many times it goes back to the village, it won’t cause much damage.

The city destroyed by the Curse of Plurocrox was a magical city in the West.

A rural village like this wouldn’t suffer such devastating damage, but there’s no guarantee that a person with a talent for magic will pop up again anytime. In the first place, it is close to impossible to accurately distinguish who has magic and who does not.

Caityn’s existence will take the lives of those who wield magic. It may be too late, but we must reduce the possibility even now.

After realizing that fact, Katin wandered around the forest and changed places. with Tyrcalax.

“… ”

I wonder if the people of Yenikana village are also watching this scene.

If so, it doesn’t feel very good. because… It was because the appearance of Caitin being covered little by little by Flucurox’s cursed circle was exactly the same as that of Jennica who was dominated by Glaskan’s cursed circle.

The state of Jenika who confronted Taily and the others at the Nail Hall. Thinking back on that time, it was a sight she couldn’t help but laugh at.

Caitin’s condition worsened day by day due to the curse.

He lost sight in one side, occasionally retched, suffered from high fevers, and occasionally passed out. Now completely unable to control herself, it was Caitine, not Tyrcalax, who was bedridden.

Tircalax’s condition had rather improved.

Magical power was gradually returning, and now it was possible to generate stronger power than normal humans.

Caitine was taking care of the cabin where she was recuperating, and she was getting ready to completely escape the curse of Flucurox.

However, the image of Caitine dying was eating away at his heart. It had to be.

The curse of Flucurox is transmitted by magic power, and its power increases in response to magic power. I wasn’t sure, but based on the symptoms, it was safe to assume that it was.

If so, it was all because of Tyrcalax that Caityn suffered from the curse and eventually died.

Caityn’s contact with the Curse of Plurcurox was due to her efforts to save Tir’calax.

And the reason why the power of the imprinted curse became stronger was because he cared for the highest level spirit and communicated and matured as a Elementalist.

If I hadn’t found Tircalax while walking in the forest that day in the first place, if I had found it, if I had run away in fear or left it unattended… There was no need to experience the pain of death like this.

A short human life of less than 100 years. It was Tyrcalax himself who ruined Caitine’s life.

Slowly regaining strength, Tyrcalax nursed Caityn as best he could… No matter what I did, I couldn’t lift the curse of Flucurox.

The cursed circle that the high-ranking dark spirit Phlox carved in exchange for his own life was more like a ‘phenomenon’ than magic.

It is a law inscribed on the order that any creature that lives on the providence must follow. If it was the magic power of the highest order spirit, it might be able to resist on its own over a sufficient amount of time, but it’s impossible with the magic latent in mere humans.

Still, Tircalax tried his best to do something about it. He analyzed and studied the flow of magical power, and even carried out all sorts of experiments by digging through all the corpses of Plucu Lox.

Even so, it was not possible to get rid of the curse engraved on Katin’s body. In the end, Katin had to overcome it with her own magic.

Of course, there was no way Katin had that level of magical power. Katin is a person born with ordinary talent as an Elementalist. The reason he was able to communicate even with the middle level spirit was because he was influenced by the highest level spirit, Tyrcalax.

– ‘Don’t make that face. Tyrcalax.’

It was something Katin said out of habit while lying on the bed.

She always comforted Tyrcalax, who always had the habit of biting his lower lip whenever he looked down at Caitne.

– ‘I told you. Compared to spirits, human life is fleeting and short. Just because it’s pulled a little, it’s not a big problem.’

– ‘I’m not going to talk that way… Katine.’

– ‘are you okay. Even if I die, Tyr’calax will remember me. If you think about it that way, even if you go a few decades earlier, it’s much more memorable for that long… It will be worth it to me… ‘

That can’t be true. Caitine is merely comforting Tyrcalax.

Tir’calax was well aware of this fact, so he tried again and again to find a way to unlock the curse mark.

The conclusion I came to after thinking about it for such a long time was not an ordinary one.

– ‘Katine… you… I will become a greater Elementalist… ‘

I can’t resist with my own magic, but if Tyr’calax’s magic can resist the curse…

If so, a relationship where you can exchange magic with Tyrcalax. That is, it becomes a contractual relationship.

However, where in the world is there a spiritist who can make a contract with the highest spirit?

Even if you summon it once, it is evaluated as a historical feat.

You can’t just sit still, though. Geary Tyrcalax made up his mind.

Make Katin the greatest elementalist in the world. If it was made into a rare elemental lyricist who made a contract with Tyrcalax, the highest-ranking wind spirit, it would be possible to save Caityn through the magic exchange.

Didn’t you already make it possible for a spirit sage with no talent to contract with a middle-level spirit? Such is the influence of the highest spirits.

Determined to push mana into Caitin and repeat the process of getting used to it, bringing out the elemental sensitivity beyond its limit.

Of course, the more magical power Caitene possesses, the more the curse mark will haunt her. But if you just hold on to the end… If that would give her the sensitivity to accept Tyr’calax’s magic…

Tyrcalax can save Caityn.

– ‘Kateen. listen to me… It can be a very painful process… However, there may be a way to save you… ‘

hut in the rain. With his back to the light of the swaying bonfire, Tircalax lowered his head and spoke.

Hearing that, Katin looked up at Tircalax’s heavy expression with blank eyes.

It’s hard to see his painful face as he senses responsibility. However, he will want to do everything in his power to save Katin.

If Caitine were to lose her life like this, it was certain that Tyrcalax would be left with a lifelong wound, so Caitine nodded with a firm face. She was right to at least do whatever she could.

So, an indescribable amount of time has passed.

What was the result… we all knew

* * *

In fact, Tyrcalax would have known.

The plan that came close to recklessness is just a struggle. It would have been a feeling of grabbing at least a straw rather than sitting still and accepting death.

It might have been more humane to give Katin a comfortable rest with his own hands.

I don’t even need to explain how arduous and difficult the process was. It took a lot of patience and pain, but in the end Caityn passed away in Tyrcalax’s arms.

On the day Caitin passed away, the roar of a grieving giant bear split the sky.

The fury of the highest spirit, with nowhere to go, shouted at the world. If you’re going to take it away like this, you shouldn’t have let them meet in the first place.

Yes. It would have been better for both of us not to have met in the first place.

He would have had to struggle in pain for a longer period of time, but in the end Tyr’calax would have overcome Phlox’s curse on his own. Caitine’s help was not indispensable. He only shortened the period of that suffering a little.

If she hadn’t reached out to Tyrcalax in the first place, Katin would have lived a normal life as a village woman and passed away normally.

It was Tyrcalax himself who ruined that normal life.

The magic of Tyrcalax, who has fully regained his strength, goes out into the world. The wind that covers the surroundings blows away the trees in the forest, and the magical aftermath destroys everything around it.

Tyrcalax, who finally gave up his human form and descended as a spirit in his true form, filled the world with a scream of grief.

It splits mountain ranges with its huge claws and beats valleys with the back of its hand. Anger with nowhere to go drifts aimlessly, eventually heading towards destroying the world.

The shadow of a giant bear rising above the clouds is like a disaster. In the distant past, the disaster that the residents of Toren Village witnessed… It was just a spirit struggling in sorrow.

Loss is a heart-rending pain to all intelligent creatures.

Even the Supreme Presence of the Supreme Being is no exception. That’s why spirits don’t attach affection to humans at all.

The Supreme Spirit, who gave up on everything, just poured out his anger on himself. If left untouched, the aftermath would completely change the map of the Chloel Empire. Many lives may be sacrificed, and many damages may be caused, but… Tyrcalax himself already felt empty in everything in the world.

– Quaang!

The highest rank wind spirit, who was heartbroken and wielded its gigantic paws at will. The thing that subdued him, who was barely able to calm down after destroying several mountain ranges… It was a colossal constellation magic.

A huge magic circle covered dozens of layers, and a huge restraining magic tried to subdue Tyrcalax.

A white-haired sorceress, dressed in a luxurious sorcerer’s robe, lands on a corner of a mountain range. Her name is Sylvania Robester, the great sage of the Chloe Empire.

Sylvania, a great sage who can observe the moment of disaster, always appears when disaster strikes and protects humans.

Tyrcalax’s rampage, wielding his strength in sorrow, was something Sylvania had difficulty observing a few days ago.

A huge chain stretched up and began to coil around Tircalax’s body.

It is a law circle that was researched to seal Seongchangryong. Even the highest ranking spirit could not resist the seal of the great sage who twisted and broke the providence of the world.

Sylvania looked at Tyrcalax, who roared in grief, and spoke with sad eyes.

– ‘You loved humans.’

A far-high, supreme being, and a kind-hearted woman from a rural village.

One way or another, I could have guessed that the ending wasn’t good.

Still, the mind doesn’t always move rationally. Sylvania also knew that fact too well, so she spoke quietly.

– ‘It’s painful to live forever and have to hold the pain of that loss forever. Once returned to nature, start from the beginning.’

Unlike a young girl, the way she spoke was like that of a holy saint.

He knew that at this point, he was the only one who could ease Tyr’calax’s pain.

– ‘Leave the memory of this loss in the body, and again as a spirit belonging to nature… Go back to the Fluid Spirit.’

Looking up at the giant weeping bear figure, the girl raised her staff straight up.

– ‘The hierarchy in the spirit realm eventually turns and turns. As of today, the seat of the highest wind spirit will be vacant.’

Amidst the raging storm of Aspect Magic, Tir’calax embraced heartbreaking pain. It was the pain of loss.

Even at the moment of being returned to nature by the hands of the great sage, Tyrcalax shed endless tears.

A pansy flower that reached the end of my field of view was blowing its head mournfully along with the wind.

As Katin called it, it was a wind flower.

* * *

When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting.

The sight of the red sunset dyeing the plaza of Toren village red like my body.

It was difficult to adjust to the sudden return to a peaceful and idyllic landscape after watching the sight of Pulan’s mountain range being devastated just a moment ago.

However, as if my somewhat confused feelings were inconsistent, the sky over Toren Village is still high and blue.

“Ugh… ”

“You are awake.”

I must have been asleep, leaning against an old little bench in Toren’s town square.

Village Chief Glems, who was guarding the side, saw me regaining consciousness and greeted me.

“Ugh, ugh… Now, what time is it?”

“It’s pretty late. A long time has passed since the magic engineering was activated, and most of the villagers left to make a living.”

“okay… I haven’t been able to properly say thanks yet… ”

“it’s okay. Everyone said it was helpful for Master Ed, so I was rather happy.”

The left shoulder is heavy. No matter what happened, Yenica was asleep on her back with her left shoulder wrapped around her.

Since it is a device that works with magic power, it seems that only me and Jenika, who can properly accept magic power, have been able to get a glimpse of its past.

Mayor Glems, who was sitting across from him, asked in a polite tone.

“How did you get some academic results?”

“… Yes, quite a lot.”

The fact that Plurcurox and Sylvania were related at the end of Tir’calax has not been transmitted even within the academic world.

Apparently, the descriptions of many animology books seem to have changed quite a bit.

Could it be because I used too much Aspect magic? A throbbing headache came up and squeezed my temples.

I let the pain go away for a while as I narrowed my forehead, and eventually, Jenika’s hand, which was wrapped around my arm, was full of strength.

Then Jenika also opened her eyes in a flash.

“Uh, uh… ”

Yenica groaned for a moment, then met my gaze with her eyes barely open.

He looked up at me while holding my arms tightly like that… Soon, tears welled up in my eyes.

“Woo-wook… ”

How did that scene look to Yenika?

You should have known at least that the aftertaste was a bitter story, but it would feel completely different to check it yourself. All the more because she is a girl with a weak heart and a good ability to empathize with everything.

“Woo-wook… Whoa… Whoa… ”

I lowered my head and looked at Jenika, who was shedding tears, and quietly hugged her.

Although it was embarrassing at the sudden situation, Villager Glems didn’t say anything and sat still and waited for us.

It may have been a particularly heartbreaking story for Yenika. I was already feeling it to some extent.

Looking at the place where the wind blows, a pansy flower quietly stuck to the ground and swaying.

Longing for the wind that roams freely and lifting its roots, to that delicate single flower that soon dies…

Perhaps, Yenika felt a sense of identity.

Looking back on himself, who is in love with a man named Ed Rosteyler.