The Extra’s Academy Survival Guide

Bellbroke Subjugation Battle (9)

― Crackle, crackle.

The feel of the cotton blanket tickling the tip of my nose feels good, so I rub it on my face a few times.

If you listen to the crackling sound of the fireplace and bask in the warmth, you will soon fall asleep.

Lucy Mayril, a petite figure, peeks out from under the blanket.

An old wizard was sitting in front of the fireplace, visible between the soft cotton blankets.

He was stabbing the burning firewood with an iron skewer a few times without doing anything else, as if he wanted to watch over Lucy until she fell asleep.

Glokt Elderbane is now so old that he can barely stand on his own, and his appearance is so pitiful that you’re almost worried that he’ll collapse if you even touch him.

He says he lived long enough to live. They say there’s no point in living any longer, but I’m still alive, so I’m living.

Even when I asked what that meant, Glokt didn’t give a clear answer and just prepared Lucy a meal.

‘I lived quite a long time.’

As the flame flickered, the many shadows that filled the cabin also shook their bodies.

A night without stars. A few fireflies were attached to the window, as if they were taking over that role, glowing in vain.

A hand full of wrinkles was seen tightly gripping an iron skewer.

‘Back in the day, I hated my teacher.’

Glockt, who noticed that Lucy was having trouble falling asleep, perhaps because she had taken too many naps, spoke in a calm voice.

Did you know that reciting old stories to a young child who struggles to sleep is best?

Glokt Elderbane, who lost his entire family at a young age and lost all meaning and motivation in life.

When she went to the great sage and told him that she did not want to live a life of pain like this… she suddenly gave the young Glokt a beating.

I couldn’t believe that the master of Aspect magic, who possessed the world’s most advanced knowledge, had started by punching me… but eventually, I was completely taken aback by his bright smile and energetic words.

― ‘Try it first and then tell me! Without even knowing!’

After that, I became the first disciple of Sylvania, who was exiled to Aken Island… and had a pretty eventful day.

As I was dragged along as an assistant to my teacher, who was doing everything and doing dangerous things… there were many days when I screamed, got angry, or sighed heavily.

He pulled Glokt’s wrist and showed him the view of the top of the mountain, burst out laughing when he saw him shivering in front of a giant wind wolf he had never seen before, and got angry and asked why he wasn’t careful when he got hurt, but treated him and gave him research results. When things don’t turn out right, he gets depressed, but the next day, he raises his voice and talks about magic theory as if it’s never happened before.

As I was being manipulated like that, before I knew it, I had become a magician who could make a decent living for one person.

As I continued to work hard, people who were disciples and followers of Glokt began to come to me.

People praise and read the book that I scribbled on several times to organize the theory.

While wandering around the battlefield, I feel sorry for the lives that are dying unfairly, so I use my strength.

He also directly defeats monsters and spirits that appear like disasters.

I met a woman who was destined for me, loved her like a flame, and had a family.

Losing a loved one and losing a family member in a life-threatening battle.

I try to pick myself up again by realizing that even in the midst of sadness and devastation, there is still something I want to protect.

Arguing with those who slander you and shaking hands with those who support you.

Studying, teaching, fighting, running away, crying, laughing, getting angry, making up.

If you think about the fact that the place you reach at the end is a cabin deep in this mountain range that no one visits.

Glockt’s words from his childhood, when he predicted that he would end his life in solitude anyway… were correct to some extent.

Because you are the person who knows your life best. It may be that he already had insight into his fate at that young age.

Nevertheless, if there was something that was not taken into account. It is a process, not a result.

‘I just lived, and people started to climb on my shoulder and lean on me as they pleased. Even though I never asked for it, they came to me and clapped, talked, laughed, cried, worried, got angry… There were more than one or two times that I wanted to throw them away because I thought they were so annoying and annoying.’

Could it be that I am saying too difficult things to young Lucy? I’m worried about that, but I say it slowly, thinking that I’ll be happy if Lucy, who’s grown up, remembers it someday.

‘I feel empty without it.’

The image of an old man leaning back against a wooden chair and smiling was engraved in Lucy’s pupils.

‘It’s not easy to live. Still, Lucy, the day you reach the end of your life… I wish I could remember it like this.’

Glokt quietly looks at the ceiling and falls asleep, as if reminiscing about the times he missed, without ever looking back at Lucy, who was staring at him through a gap in the cotton blanket.

‘It’s a good thing I tried living for now.’

― Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

Was it a flash of light? For a moment, the scene of a cabin in the Rameln Mountains from long ago seemed to come to mind, so Lucy had to quickly grit her teeth and come to her senses.

The location was near the plaza at the entrance to the living building.

After exchanging elemental magic with Great Sage Sylvania several times, he was unable to block Velbroke’s magic bullet and was stuck in his living quarters.

Even though his entire body was covered in several layers of defensive magic, every bone was screaming from the shock.

When I put my foot on the floor to get up, it was soggy. The blood that flowed from the body was all over the floor.

Without even showing signs of agitation, Lucy raised her magic power and stopped the bleeding. From the looks of it, it looked like it was stuck squarely in the fountain near the entrance plaza.

A group of monsters can be seen beyond the wet floor all around. The group of survivors who were fighting the monsters looked in this direction in shock, but Lucy paid no attention and stood up, shaking off the water.

Sylvania appears in the sky and draws out magical power again with her huge staff.

Lucy spat out the blood that had accumulated in her mouth and raised her magic power, clutching her tattered blouse tightly.

“You are maintaining that seal surrounding Belbroke, right? Lucy Mayril.”

There is barely a trace of reason left in Sylvania’s appearance as she looks at her disciple’s disciple, Son Disciple.

Although Lucy immediately realized the identity of the other person, she did not show any signs of panic.

Instead, he just shook his head.

“Please don’t do anything useless! Please! please! Stop doing this! please! Stop it! stop! stop! “Stop it!”

Lucy’s head narrowed as her head rang with a cry that sounded like a sharp scream.

I was already exhausted from dealing with Velbroke. Moreover, it would be too much to deal with a master of such Aspect magic all at once.

Still, Lucy Mayril holds her head high. I have no intention of running away or falling down.

Even though blood is dripping, he doesn’t stop shaking his head.

“Since I can’t directly subdue Velbroke, I’m forcing it to maintain the sealing system I built in the past, right?”

It spits out an unknown sound. Lucy Mayril did nothing.

Still, Lucy didn’t really try to refute it.

“It is rare to find someone with the magical power to maintain such a large-scale legal formation. You… You are the variable that caused all of this… Lucy Mayril… Hehehe… Hehehe… Yes… Just you… All I need is without you. “You…”

Lucy gently closed her eyes amidst the flowing blood.

Ed had already heard the story about Bellbroke’s resurrection several times. Lucy said several times that she would carry the burden with her.

Even though Lucy was bleeding, she continued her train of thought and succeeded in coming to a conclusion.

“You’ve gone crazy, too bad.”

Lucy looks at Sylvania with blank eyes.

“No matter how much magic you use, there is a limit to the magic power that humans possess in order to achieve results so enormous that they can surpass the flow of time. It doesn’t make sense to jump over such a distant future in one go to reach the present…”

Lucy always has a blank and bewildered expression, but her insight is still sharp.

Lucy, who has a deeper understanding of aspect magic than anyone else, knows it well.

There is no way there is such a thing as magic that allows you to jump into the future like time travel. Even if there was one, it would be impossible to handle it with human magical power.

So how on earth can Sylvania exist in the ‘now’ time?

Simple.

Rather than fast-forwarding the world’s time, he stopped his own time.

Middle Aspect Magic ‘Time Prison’.

This is a magic that can stop the target’s time until the caster’s magic power runs out.

If you cast it on yourself… It’s a truly ignorant and violent method, but theoretically it’s not impossible to send yourself flying into the future.

Sylvania’s past when she came to Aken Island and became obsessed with studying the calculations for magic flow.

How much magic power should be poured beyond the time of Belbroke’s resurrection… Sylvania had been calculating that.

In addition, calculating horsepower does not end everything.

If you cast that massive aspect magic on yourself, even the magical power subordinate to you will be bound in a time prison… so the magic won’t work properly. Because it’s like blocking the caster’s magic power.

In that case, it is necessary to return the magic power needed to maintain the time prison to an external storage source.

A magic that diverts the Aspect magic power belonging to one’s body to an external magic stone or other storage source. It also has to target an incredibly large amount of magical power.

The ‘magic of transformation’ that Sylvania had been researching on Aken Island that Merilda had talked about.

Now I felt like the puzzle was finally coming together to some extent. Lucy raised her head and looked at the mountain that towered over Aken Island.

The top of the mountain.

The ‘Altar of Replacement’ that Ed sat guarding during the freshman class placement exam.

The identity of the altar, whose origin and origin were unknown, was a trace of Sylvania’s research into magic to send herself into the future.

“You were trying to go over the cliff.”

Like explorers heading towards an unknown continent. He wanted to break through the veil of darkness, launch a sailboat across the open sea, and see it with his own eyes… with his teeth clenched.

The point where all the futures observed by Great Sage Sylvania converge into darkness is named ‘Cliff Point.’

In order to go directly beyond that, Great Sage Sylvania threw her own body into the future.

To see with my own eyes that the future will continue even though I could not observe it.

However, what Great Sage Sylvania had to prepare for was that she had to endure those long years in a time prison.

Although the body’s time may stop, consciousness blooms, albeit in the dark. Time Prison does not affect the flow of the mind.

In a scene that seemed to sink into deep darkness, Great Sage Sylvania endured those long years solely through her own will.

But Sylvania is also human.

There are limits to human mental power.

The fundamental fear of darkness that was already encroaching on Sylvania.

Even Crown Prince Lindon had to be endlessly exposed to the endless fear that stimulated the primal nature of man, which caused him to tremble in the corner of the room… during the long years he was trapped in the time prison.

The old Sylvania endured and endured.

He smiled and said that he would survive all this fear of the end… and praised life. I tried to resist the dark whispers that came up whenever I could, time and time again.

But… my heart broke in the end… Because, after all, we are human.

Even though Lucy didn’t know the whole story, she could at least guess the reason why Sylvania was tainted by madness.

She had to suffer continuously for a long time. From the primal fear he had been fighting against his whole life.

If that’s the case, there’s nothing you can’t understand about Sylvania. The numerous achievements she has made in the past and the efforts she has made to continue to advance the future of the world. Everyone can nod their heads and tell us that they worked hard.

But I had no intention of falling down here.

This is because Lucy still had something she wanted to protect.

What Lucy wants to protect is not something grand or great. The future of the world and the fundamental fear of darkness. These are not things that are so enormous that criminals cannot even fathom them.

“I’m sorry.”

Lucy rarely uses polite language. Nevertheless, with her teacher’s teacher right in front of her, Lucy bowed her head for a moment.

“I don’t have that much scope, so I can’t think about grand things like the world or the future. You know. “Being a disciple doesn’t always turn out the way you want.”

What Lucy wants to protect is just one man’s life. This is the story of a fallen nobleman living in dire straits in the northern forest.

Since he gave me a reason to live in my empty life… Then, I just protect that man’s life with all my might.

In this process, grandiose reasons such as the fate of the world or the darkness of the origin are not attached. Lucy is not bound by such fate.

Since I received something, I just give it back. Since you have received life, it is only right to give back with life.

Lucy clenched her fist, blood spattering. I felt like my life could be in danger if I continued like this, but I didn’t hesitate.

All the stars above Aken Island have disappeared.

This was because the sky was no longer visible because it was covered with thousands of elemental magic circles created by Lucy.