Chapter 91

Chapter 91

Teach

‘Hmm······.’

Galahad tapped the cigarette and let out a groan.

Using possessed mana to move mana in the air, and adding attributes to perform a miracle was magic.

However, space magic the principle was different. It did not use mana in the air.

‘It was not moving the corresponding space, but pushing space in with mana.’

Mana flowed from a low density place to a high density place. Space magic acted by moving high density mana to the position the gaze heads.

It was the reason Galahad’s ice awl was vainly blocked. The fox mask wrapped space magic on the body.

It was similar to magic’s aiming. When using Heavenly Punishment, similar to aiming the position where lightning falls.

‘No, this would be the origin of aiming.’

Oh, Galahad softly admired. Interesting to an indescribable degree.

However, the problem was back to the origin.

‘High density mana is essential.’

It seemed one would know the reason the fox mask boasted one would not be able to use.

This was not magic for mages.

It was magic for the demon race.

‘Speechless.’

From the beginning isn’t the origin of magic the demon race. Such magic for the demon race—.

“What are you doing here?”

At Gilbert’s voice the thoughts broke.

“No, where did the earlobe go again? What is this hole again?”

“It is tuition.”

“Yes? First apply this a bit.”

“What is this?”

“It is bone maggot magic beast’s shit. Good for wound recovery.”

Gilbert held out white viscous liquid.

“The smell is severe. Put that away.”

“Do not throw a tantrum and apply.”

“Enough.”

Galahad took out one bottle from the inner pocket. It was the potion the imperial princess gave and left.

“What is this?”

“It is something called a potion.”

“Ah, is this that? Extremely expensive—.”

“Very expensive. More expensive than melting gold.”

“It is only an earlobe, isn’t it a waste to use an expensive potion?”

"Only—."

Galahad clicked his tongue and dipped the potion on his hand. First applied to the earlobe, and sprayed the remaining potion into the hole that arose on the shoulder.

Potion was the church’s reason for existence. That performance was certain as expensive.

However, there was one disadvantage in potion.

It was that it is painful to a vicious degree. It was the feeling of sprinkling salt on the wound and searing with fire.

“Hmm—.”

The body softly trembled at the pain. Galahad tightly clenched his teeth and turned mana. Mana further encouraged recovery.

Although a moment the pain that was like eternity slowly subsided. Exhaling breath long he straightened the posture. Brushed the disheveled front hair with his hand and tidied the collar.

New flesh had sprouted on the wound.

“Wow— does this make sense?”

“There is a reason it is expensive. Because I am a mage recovery is faster.”

“Is a mage recovery fast?”

“Because using mana.”

“Aha, mana.”

“One does not have to pretend to understand for nothing. Sir Gilbert.”

Gilbert twitched his mouth. Galahad checked his body.

Because excessively used mana the inside was a mess. However, it was not the worst. That was enough.

‘Ten days.’

The fox mask gave ten days of time. Ten days was long if long, short if short.

‘One has to move diligently.’

Galahad hurried his steps. Gilbert assisted behind that.

“Ah, go call Gwen a bit.”

Although a question of why suddenly calling Gwen, Gilbert nodded without asking.

****

“I am a mage! I do not yield to violence!”

“Damn! To think it was a trap! These shameless guys!”

At the 7th Battalion company commanders’ orders the mages rolled ridiculously.

‘This way would not do.’

Palho furrowed his eyes.

Mages had strong egos. They were not guys who easily yield to physical pain.

Rolling physically was a short-term solution.

“Quite many.”

Then, a leisurely voice was heard. It was a dry impression exactly as if looking at fish caught in a trap.

Palho hurriedly tidied the crow mask and bowed his head.

Galahad lightly passed him.

“The one who received the Grand Duke’s recognition!”

The company commanders raised intense salutes. The rolling mages’ gazes headed to Galahad.

“Nice to meet. I am Special Mission Unit Captain Galahad.”

Galahad leisurely raised a greeting.

“Galahad—?”

“That Galahad?”

The mages said in crooked voices. Everyone seemed knowing Galahad.

A natural story. Because Galahad was the hottest name in the North. Especially more famous to mages.

“The Galahad you know is me. Come, everyone stand.”

At Galahad’s order the mages stood as if possessed.

The mages’ gazes were diverse. Envy, opposition, jealousy—. various lights were full.

“I am Galahad. The academy’s youngest admission, youngest graduate. In one word an extremely amazing mage.”

At a confident introduction a small commotion arose. Galahad continued without caring.

“Currently the North Grand Duke’s son-in-law. Received the Grand Duke’s recognition, and also serving as Special Mission Unit Captain.”

This time an unrestrained cheer burst.

The ones here were mages who directly rolled in the North. Because knowing how bad a mage’s treatment is in the North, the Grand Duke’s recognition seemed largely resonating.

“How hard it was in the North that does not know the greatness of magic. I know your efforts. Just pursued magic, yet how much persecution and neglect one received.”

Galahad continued the words without blockage. The mages largely stirred.

“The North is a land of opportunity. No, I will make it so.”

There was power in Galahad’s voice. As that confident attitude and straight posture, the name Galahad added there was weight.

‘Correct words.’

The North was a magic barren land. In such a North the mage connected to the Grand Duke was only Galahad.

In other words to them Galahad was the thickest and firmest string.

Only then the mages who realized the situation their expressions became subtle.

Galahad quietly tapped the cigarette. Leisure overflowed.

Silence briefly continued.

Although sufficient explanation, the mages were crooked guys. Rather there were also guys who opposed.

“You had no news after graduating the academy though! Isn’t it that the Grand Duke recognized for political reasons?!”

It was a quite valid opinion. At that other mages nodded.

Actually was an agent in the Information Bureau, but superficially there was no movement.

At a quite plausible opposition the mages stood following.

“Correct words. Suspicion is a mage’s virtue. A mage does not need to particularly speak long. Come, use magic.”

Galahad said while pointing at the man. At that pointing the man’s face fully furrowed.

“Falling into a trap and saying use magic! Is it even mocking!”

“Trap? Surely one cannot do mana compression?”

At Galahad openly clicking his tongue the man paused.

“No matter how much compressing there is no way one can use magic in such density!”

It was rational words. Unless the magic circle the First Mage left, using magic in Magic Realm with thick mana density was impossible.

“Yes? Then what is this.”

Galahad’s answer was simple. Galahad flicked his finger. In front of that one thick spear rose. It was an ice awl.

At clear evidence heavy silence descended.

“Ah, far so not seen? Look closely.”

Galahad said in a leisurely voice and waved his hand. At a light hand gesture the ice awl quickly flew toward the mage.

“Uak! Crazy!”

At the ice awl shot in an instant the mage who was catching weight was startled and overturned back. Ones around also screamed and stepped back.

The ice awl stopped right in front of the mage’s face. At the ice awl that stopped leaving a finger joint degree distance the mage gaped his mouth.

From being able to use magic here was an overwhelming difference. Even magic skill of stopping right in front—.

There was no mage who opposed more.

Instead this time yearning perched in the eyes. If magic a mage was one who sells even the soul. Hot gazes fully focused on Galahad.

The cigarette’s faint fire illuminated Galahad’s face.

“Introducing once more. I am that Galahad.”

Heavy silence briefly continued.

Galahad continued the words while tapping the cigarette as if nothing.

“Ah, and—.”

The corners of Galahad’s mouth deeply rose.

“The owner of the magic tower that will be erected in the North.”

A magic tower in the North—. it was a shocking story. Unlike the unconventional content the voice was dry. Exactly as if nothing—.

“A magic tower in the North? How—.”

“Was receiving the Grand Duke’s recognition that meaning?!”

A wave fully arose. A magic tower’s weight was by no means light.

Thinking of the North’s tendency, it was clear it would become the only magic tower.

The only magic tower of the North full of good quality mana stone—.

There was no one here who does not know that value.

“Will you catch the opportunity?”

At Galahad’s dry question everyone became quiet.

The eyes of the mages who did not break even in that fierce training became gentle.

Natural words. What Galahad did was not a threat.

This—.

Was perfect persuasion one cannot refuse.

Heavy silence took place. It was the feeling of hearing the sound of the mages’ heads rolling.

What broke that subtle standoff—.

“I··· I will catch!! I Cortn! Aren’t we academy alumni!”

It was Cortn holding pickaxes in both hands.

At Cortn’s desperate running the mages moved panting.

*

“Unlike the rotten central magic towers my magic tower will be operated transparently. Grades are divided matching the amount of mana stone brought. One will judge with the weight of sweat. Along with that if bringing mages from outside······.”

The story continued smoothly. There was no need to explain to the mages how good an opportunity this is.

They were mostly mages who could not enter magic towers. Galahad accurately attacked that part.

To think of being able to enter a magic tower the academy’s youngest graduate directly erected—. to ones who rolled in the North it was a desperate opportunity.

However, there was one problem.

“Doesn’t one have to receive His Majesty the Emperor’s permission for a magic tower?”

The establishment of a magic tower had to receive the emperor’s permission. If not that, magic towers would have risen indiscriminately.

“Ah, do not worry about that. Because it is no different from receiving permission.”

Although a subtle answer, conviction was full in that voice. Everyone nodded.

“By any chance can you give a bit of teaching?”

Then, one mage abruptly raised his voice. At that surrounding mages openly clicked their tongues.

Mages mostly cherished and hid that knowledge like treasure. It was the reason mages not academy origin have antipathy toward the academy. They did not share knowledge.

“Didn’t say a magic tower! One can also request teaching!”

Although everyone clicked their tongues at the shameless words, actually Galahad nodded.

“Oh, it will be fun. Because if there are a hundred there is a hundred tastes of magic.”

When Galahad affirmed, a wave arose again between the mages.

To think of that Galahad directly giving teaching—. this could not be measured in value.

“Come, then let’s go outside. Will you open the door a bit.”

“Yes, the one who received the Grand Duke’s recognition!”

Galahad gave an order to the soldier. At that the soldiers noisily opened the door.

Galahad went out the castle gate with long legs. The mages hurriedly followed behind. Those eyes fully sparkled.

Galahad who arrived at an appropriate vacant lot turned.

Mages who do not know the circumstances tangled saying one will receive first.

“I requested first! These guys!”

“The guy who stood first is the owner!”

Always thirsty for learning was a mage. Even more the guys here were ones chased from the center, so had no choice but to be more desperate.

Yet that Galahad saying one will give teaching—. a riot arising was natural.

“Everyone calm. Because I will see all.”

Saying one will see all—. the mages sincerely were moved. Palho stepped back one step.

The bald mage stepped forward first.

“Hamur who took Belze as teacher.”

“Galahad. Unfold the most confident magic.”

“Against you? My specialty is fire magic so the power is considerable.”

“Ah, fine. Do your best.”

Galahad lightly nodded. Then the man called Hamur’s brows furrowed. It seemed pride was hurt.

No matter how low the magic’s rank magic was magic. That power had no choice but to be excellent.

Because of that when teaching magic it was usual to set a target and talk about that result.

Yet saying unfold magic toward oneself—. excessive arrogance.

Hamur who chewed his lips corrected the staff grip. The baggy robe fluttered.

“Fire that came up from hell, fire that burns everything—.”

“Wait surely is that the formula?”

“······Correct though?”

“It is good for the formula to be with words good for association. What magic were you thinking of using?”

“Undulating fire.”

“Reciting such a grandiose formula for only 4 rank magic?”

At the acrid pointing Hamur’s expression became subtle.

“Isn’t the formula free.”

Hamur answered while tightly chewing his lips. It seemed pride was quite hurt.

“What you did just now is not freedom but neglect. Yes, first try.”

Hamur whose face became bright red recited the formula again.

“Fire that came up from hell, fire that burns everything—.”

That voice was smaller than before.

“Undulating fire!”

Huge fire blazed in Hamur’s hand. The spreading heat was considerable. Even in Palho’s view it was fine magic.

The watching mages softly admired. At that Hamur’s shoulder slightly rose. Actually Galahad clicked his tongue.

“It would be warm. Good to put in the inner pocket.”

At Galahad’s bizarre evaluation Hamur waved his hand.

Huge fire quickly flew riding the wind. Exactly flashy magic as if a mountain fire arose. The fire that inflated the body seemed about to eat Galahad right now.

“No, I thought wrong. This would not even be usable as a hot pack.”

Galahad clicked his tongue and flicked his finger. Then the flying fire stopped tall. Because the wind that blew from Galahad softly pushed.

The fire returned to Hamur again.

“This··· what is this······!”

Hamur was startled and overturned back. The fire narrowly passed above that. Burning heat heated the surroundings.

“No matter how cold the North is, using such warm magic. It seems one feels the cold a lot.”

At Galahad’s acrid words Hamur’s face became pale. Hamur clenched his teeth with a badeudeuk and held the staff.

“From hell—.”

“Really likes hell.”

“······Stone bunched from hell.”

Hamur’s face gradually reddened.

“Explosion crater—.”

Explosion crater! Because if blocking with a barrier it gives secondary damage with explosion, it was quite picky magic.

The mages softly admired.

However, Galahad’s reaction was acrid.

“Explosion crater at this distance. Is it saying let’s play ball?”

Galahad clicked his tongue and flicked his finger. An ice arrow was quickly shot.

Ice arrow was magic of lower rank than explosion crater. Such an ice arrow accurately stabbing explosion crater the story changed.

Explosion crater burst in front of Hamur. Hamur who was hit straight rolled back with a degeul degeul.

“Because reciting a flashy formula, isn’t the cohesion pathetic. That is bursting trash.”

No matter how slow explosion crater, matching flying magic with magic—. it was a stunt close to a miracle.

Actually Galahad who did that had dissatisfied eyes.

“Although acquired a very bad and bizarre habit, because I who teach is capable it is fine. You are 3rd grade. Bring a hundred mana stones and three new members···. No, new mages and it will become usable.”

Galahad said bizarre words. At that Hamur whose head was blackly sooted deeply bent.

“Come, next come out.”

There was no one who stepped forward. There was no choice. Seeing that acrid scene just now, how would one step forward.

However, Galahad did not seek agreement.

“This shy. Then come out from the left.”

“Come to think of it I am fine······.”

“Oh, thinking of showing defense magic?”

“No—. Fine···. Uak!”

“Come, it is a light ice awl.”

“Saying ice awl is light—. Kkeuaaak!”

“Hmm, you are also 3rd grade. Bring a hundred mana stones and three new mages."

The mage blankly nodded.

"Come, next member—. No, mage come out!"

The corners of Galahad’s mouth were somehow cool.