Chapter 100

Anti-magic weapon.

A weapon with the effect of absorbing or dispersing magic power.

Such weapons were typically used by knights who often faced mages or by the empire's anti-magic proponents.

At the very least, it wasn't a weapon for a magic school freshman.

'But the one who gave this to me is the principal of this school.'

Yihan quickly rationalized it to himself and swung the sword again.

Grr! Why did my master accept such a freshman...! Such a presumptuous guy should be expelled immediately...!

Yihan almost retorted without realizing it.

He almost argued, 'My master taught me this way.'

'Dangerous. This guy is quite skilled at handling people.'

Indeed, the summoner seemed to be adept at manipulating the enemy's emotions.

Crack!

The undead summoner, having been cut twice by Morning Star, had lost a considerable amount of magic power.

Even a powerful undead summoner wasn't immortal. If it exhausted all its magic power, it would be forcibly recalled.

Realizing that the freshman fought like a madman, the undead summoner changed its strategy.

It began to summon sand to surround itself, forming a kind of armor.

I won't treat you as a freshman anymore. By the honorable name I received from my master, Jorvan II, I will bring you down!

'He even received a name?'

Receiving a name usually meant the summoner had put a lot of effort into it.

Yihan slightly regretted not going easier on it.

Reveal yourself, mage! If you don't show yourself now, I'll have my way.

Yihan naturally ignored it and increased the distance.

Jorvan II struck the ground with its forepaw, and sand cones began to form in the air.

I warned you!

"!"

Jorvan II's strategy was simple.

It would create a barrage of sand cones to prevent Yihan from getting close.

One hit would break bones, but Jorvan II no longer considered the opponent a freshman. It had no intention of showing mercy.

As the sand cones flew, destroying the surrounding bushes and branches, Yihan had no choice but to increase the distance.

'I need to deal more damage before it recovers.'

The longer the fight dragged on, the more advantageous it was for the opponent. Yihan reconsidered his strategy.

Metal or water beads lacked destructive power, and the powerful lightning magic was ineffective against the sand armor.

'Adding rotation like last time... is out of the question. This guy won't wait.'

A way to confuse the opponent, who was hunkered down like a fortress, to cancel its magic and create an opening.

Did Yihan have such a method?

"......"

Upon reflection, he did.

The professor and the elemental spirits had warned him not to do it because it was dangerous...

But neither the professor nor the elemental spirits could have predicted this situation.

"Blaze!"

What are you doing...

When the opponent cast a 1st Circle fire spell from behind, Jorvan II turned its head in disbelief.

What do you plan to do with such a candle flame?

......

But when Jorvan II turned its head, the flame in front of it was much larger than a candle.

* * *

"Cough!"

Angaro and Dukema crawled on the sandy beach, coughing up sand.

They had just been dragged into some unknown dungeon and buried up to their necks, and suddenly found themselves back on the sandy beach.

Their mouths felt gritty, as if they had swallowed some sand during the process.

"What happened... Wodanaz?"

In the distance, Yihan staggered toward them.

He looked like a mess, something they had never seen from Wodanaz before.

His hair was disheveled, and one arm was bandaged, apparently injured in a fight.

As a result, his usually shadowy face seemed even more expressionless and cold.

Angaro was more surprised than when the skeleton principal appeared in the mountains at midnight.

Who could have done this to Wodanaz?!

'What method did they use to inflict such damage?'

"Wo, Wodanaz! Are you okay?"

"Don't come closer."

Yihan frowned.

He never liked it when his enemies got close when he was weakened.

However, the White Tiger Tower students seemed to interpret it differently.

"We're fine."

"We won't sink like before! We're coming to help you!"

"......"

Seeing them running frantically across the sandy beach, Yihan considered striking first.

'No. I don't know what's left on the island, so I need at least one more person.'

"What happened...?"

Yihan gave a brief explanation.

He told them about Jorvan II, the undead summoner the skeleton principal had summoned in the quicksand.

He never let his guard down, ready to strike if the White Tiger Tower students touched their weapons.

However, Angaro and Dukema foolishly missed this golden opportunity for revenge.

They were truly foolish.

"Wodanaz. Move your hand. I'm an expert in this."

Dukema said seriously.

Students from knight families were generally skilled in emergency first aid and bone setting.

Dukema was particularly excellent, having entered the magic school to specialize in healing magic.

"I handled it myself, so I'm fine."

"Wodanaz. Among the White Tiger Tower students, no one is better than me... No, you really did a good job."

Dukema, trying to persuade Yihan, was convinced instead.

The first aid was indeed done very neatly.

...But why is this guy, from the Wodanaz family, so good at it?

He's not from a knight family...

"Still, there might be some flaws. Let me check for a moment..."

"Why, Dukema? It's better to leave it as it is. Removing the splint will only cause more trouble."

Angaro stopped Dukema. Dukema tried to do something but eventually gave up and was pushed away.

"Grunt...!"

Yihan pulled his arm back, looking at Dukema with a cold gaze.

The White Tiger Tower students were never to be trusted.

"Wodanaz. That undead summoner... Did you defeat it?"

"Yes."

"!"

They had suspected it, but they never thought Yihan would actually defeat the summoner.

The fact that a freshman had defeated the summoner the skeleton principal had summoned on the sandy beach left Angaro and Dukema in awe.

'No wonder his arm was broken...'

'That must have been a fierce battle.'

They imagined the scene in their minds.

On one side, Yihan from the Wodanaz family, who had just entered the first year but had already mastered various dark magic secrets.

On the other side, Jorvan II, the evil bone turtle, the master of the sandy beach and servant of the skeleton principal.

They must have exchanged various dark magic spells in a fierce battle.

Indeed, the surroundings were a mess, with trees and bushes completely destroyed.

Honestly, impressive!

Angaro stared at the burnt marks nearby.

The marks extended from the ground to the trees, indicating a vast range.

"Did you...?"

Yihan nodded.

Angaro had to suppress his shock.

He couldn't even imagine what kind of fire magic could burn everything around like this.

The injury to his arm must have been from the undead summoner attacking while he was casting the fire magic.

Even among knight families, few could fight without retreating in such a situation.

While many of the White Tiger Tower students focused on Wodanaz's evil and genius magic skills...

Angaro had to admit it.

Wodanaz's courage was rare even among the White Tiger Tower students.

'Impressive...!'

However, the actual battle was a bit different from Angaro's imagination.

* * *

What a brute!

When Yihan summoned a massive flame to cover the surroundings, Jorvan II was terrified.

In fact, if it had reacted calmly, Yihan's attack could have been blocked.

The flame was large but lacked precise control.

Moreover, the amount of sand Jorvan II could control was enough to block it. It just needed to harden its armor and endure.

However, Jorvan II panicked and made a mistake. In a hurry, it loosened its sand armor and tried to extinguish the flame prematurely.

Yihan didn't miss this opportunity.

The sword technique he learned from Alarlong, the Wall Rock Sword, extended from the tip of his sword, delivering a massive blow like a giant rock to Jorvan II.

Unlike the previous strike that only severed a leg, this blow hit Jorvan II's entire body, absorbing all remaining magic power and leading to a forced recall.

Jorvan II growled in frustration.

We'll see, freshman. I'll remember your name. What is your name?

"...I am Giselle of the Moradi family."

We'll see, Moradi! Next time we meet, I won't show you any mercy!

"......"

Yihan watched Jorvan II dissipate without letting his guard down.

As a result, he was slow to react when a tree behind him broke and fell.

Having been hit by a sand cone earlier and set on fire, it couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed.

"......"

Yihan reacted belatedly but couldn't avoid hitting his injured arm.

* * *

The throbbing pain made Yihan curse Jorvan II internally.

'Damn. That undead summoner... should have just died properly.'

"Wodanaz. You could have given up... Why did you fight so hard?"

Angaro asked without realizing it.

He could have given up and been dragged into the quicksand, but why didn't he?

He couldn't understand it.

"Well..."

Yihan hesitated to say, "I didn't want to go through the trial with you guys."

Provoking two knights while his arm was injured wasn't a smart move.

"...Giving up like that is dishonorable."

Yihan had recently realized that the word 'honor' was quite useful.

-Wodanaz, can't we just give up if we can't find that phrase in the book?

-That's dishonorable.

-Wodanaz, I feel bad always being treated by you, but I'll try to solve it somehow.

-That's dishonorable.

-Yihan, I can't solve this at all, can't I just copy it?

-If you don't want to get hit, shut up and solve it.

-Why only me...!

When he used the word 'honor' in awkward situations, the other party usually interpreted it positively.

The White Tiger Tower students were no exception.

"...I see...!"

"The honor of the Wodanaz family..."

Angaro and Dukema nodded in understanding.

The Wodanaz family was ruthless and cold, but their honor was equally weighty.

For Wodanaz, who carried the family's honor, such behavior was natural.

'Even though he's an enemy of the White Tiger Tower, I have to admit this.'

'Even though he's an enemy of the knights, I have to admit this.'

"Wodanaz. We'll be your arm while yours heals!"

"Here, give me your backpack! I'll carry it!"

"Your bones will break if you touch my backpack."

"......"

"......"

"It was a joke."

Before Yihan said it was a joke, the two White Tiger Tower students were frozen in place, unable to breathe.

What kind of joke is that?

"R-right? It was a joke, right?"

"Making a joke with that face... Ha ha. Ha ha ha."

"What face are you talking about?"

"Never mind. Let's go, Wodanaz!"

Dukema hurriedly walked ahead.

Seeing this, Yihan asked Angaro.

"Does that guy know the way?"

"...Dukema! Where are you going? Come back!"