The Academy’s Undercover Professor – 255



◈ Episode 255 Sheridan Iron Pit (2)

“Ugh.”

War wizard Frank Buckler took a sip of his cold beer and let out an exasperated sigh.

“Damn. “How long are we going to have to languish in this stuffy underground mine?”

It’s already been more than three months since I saw slaves mining rare metals in an underground mine.

All monitoring and management are done by those below so there is virtually no work to be done.

Even so I felt like I was going crazy trying to stay in a place without sunlight for over three months.

‘Damn. Still it was a little better when I was able to relieve my stress against the slaves.’

Since the things they could enjoy were limited they relieved their frustration by torturing slaves.

That was also a month ago.

As the number of slaves decreased rare metal mining was disrupted and Frank was no longer able to mess with the slaves.

Of course if they openly rebel then ‘justifiable defense’ is established.

However the slaves were probably oblivious so they deliberately lowered their heads in front of Frank.

This made it difficult for this side to find fault in any way.

In the end Frank had been drinking every night for the past month.

Suddenly it occurred to me that the old days were good.

At that time as a military wizard there was nothing to be afraid of.

He was talented and had a natural flair for anything related to fighting.

Of course outstanding talent brought about pride and Frank’s pride ultimately caused problems within the military.

He disobeyed his superior’s orders and caused a misfortune.

The charge was disobeying orders and murdering a superior.

According to military law he had nothing to say even if he was summarily executed but Frank did not die.

The country that valued his abilities removed his identity and instead used him for illegal work.

With the promise that if he successfully completes this task he will let his life go back to the way it was before.

Frank endured a long long time just for that.

Of course it wasn’t all bad things.

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There were fewer annoying orders I had more freedom than when I was in the military and I received a lot of support.

‘Besides it seems like there are two other people similar to me here besides me.’

Two war mages who caused trouble in a different way than Frank so their status was expunged and they took on the dirty work.

In some ways they could be considered Frank’s comrades but Frank didn’t want to have anything to do with them.

It was because he thought he was cleaner and better even if he was thrown into the same shithole.

It would be the same over there too.

It was the moment when Frank lay down on the bed in the barracks to get some decent sleep again today.

“hmm?”

Frank opened his closed eyes.

I feel it.

The presence of a strong guy.

It is not something that is simply felt.

The guy was calling this way on purpose.

While radiating waves of magical power.

Frank immediately got up and headed outside the tent.

A large underground plaza filled with artificial light.

Someone was standing there where entry was prohibited for personal time.

‘What is that again?’

It was a man wearing a shadow.

A shadow that flickered like a flame flowed down both shoulders like a cloak and on his face was a black crow mask.

“Hey. What are the guys outside doing? “It won’t work you bastards.”

Frank couldn’t hide his joy no matter what he said so he had a smile on his face.

“I don’t know where this guy came from while eating but you know this is a no-go area right?”

“….”

The shadow didn’t answer.

Frank clicked his tongue as if steaming up at the sight.

“Well seeing as you came all the way here with so much magical power it doesn’t look like you came here on a good note.”

It didn’t matter.

no.

So it was actually better.

“Don’t die easily. Because I’m trying to have fun for the first time in a long time. “It’s someone who can wash away the boredom for a long time but if it ends quickly it’s no fun right?”

Magic began to appear around Frank and magic began to take shape.

Five flaming spears were created around Frank and shot towards the shadow.

At that moment the shadow moved.

I thought it was a simple magic trick but the magic was completed at an incredible speed that was incomparable to anything else.

The created chunk of ice collided with the flame spear and disappeared as if canceled out.

Frank’s eyes lit up when he saw that.

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“As expected he was a talented guy.”

Otherwise he wouldn’t have sneaked into such a secret place and openly fought with himself.

It was an action that was possible because of confidence.

On the outside Frank looked down on his shadow but on the inside he acted with thorough calculation.

Not expecting the first attack to succeed Frank immediately went into the next spell.

At that moment the man wearing a shadow moved.

The shadow’s cloak fluttered and the distance between him and Frank was instantly narrowed.

It looked like it had wings spread out rather than a cape.

‘infighting? ‘That’s a pretty good decision.’

Frank laughed inwardly as he looked at that.

Frank immediately stepped back and completed the technique again.

For him a military wizard the mobile magic that creates magic while moving was very easy.

Magic created again.

This time the magic was stronger than before.

The snake’s head made of flame opened its mouth to devour the shadow.

If this continues it will be like an intruder throwing himself into the snake’s mouth.

At that moment the shadowy intruder activated magic.

Damn it!

Inside the snake’s mouth countless ice picks grew like chestnuts and tore off the snake’s head.

“Movement technique? “Are you a War Mage too?”

Frank asked that question but there was no answer.

The fiery snake disappeared and embers scattered in all directions.

Frank stretched his arms in the air.

Whioooooo!

Countless embers were sucked into his hand and compressed into a circle.

The moment I was about to throw it straight away the shadow came very close to me.

With a flash of light a silver blade aimed at Frank’s neck.

At that moment Frank grinned.

Cheaeng!

The sphere of flame held in his right hand elongated and took the shape of a sword blocking the blade swung by the shadow.

“Did you think you would win if it was a close fight?”

Usually wizards are evaluated as being strong at long range and weak at close range.

The same goes for wizards’ fights.

Performs a spell manifests magic and blocks it.

At a distance from each other who will complete the spell first fire the magic quickly or analyze compatibility?

The fight was basically very static rather than dynamic.

In a way the fact that wizards were weak in close combat could be seen as common sense rather than prejudice.

But War Mage was different.

They are the ones who devise ways to somehow unleash magic in practice.

They were madmen who studied combat-related magic and efficient ways to kill enemies not magic that developed the world.

Naturally it was not commonly known that war mages were weak in ‘close combat’ which mages were born with.

Rather among War Mages there were those who preferred close combat.

Frank was that kind of person.

“Melee fighting with a sword in hand? “In fact I’d be more grateful if you stuck with me!”

A sword made of highly compressed flame.

Frank sneered at the intruder who came into this range.

“Seeing as he used a maneuver and came close he seems to be a war mage with some fighting experience but even so to me…”

At that moment the eyes inside the crow mask curved like a crescent moon.

‘Are you laughing?’

Frank who was wrestling with sword against sword felt a chill go down his spine.

‘what? Did I miss something?’

Strangely I didn’t feel well.

‘Usually when things get tough like this it doesn’t end well.’

Frank tried to suppress his anxiety and decided to focus on the person in front of him.

No matter what you can’t avoid fighting.

‘Just in case I’ll do my best to kill him!’

Frank swung his flaming sword with murder in his eyes.

* * *

Two other war wizards who felt the waves of magical power from afar arrived at the scene where the fight was taking place.

One of them was short and looked like a child and the other was so big that it looked like a crooked leg.

“This is Frank’s quarters.”

“How many people came? “Has the security been breached?”

Two dark-skinned war mages stood at the place where the fight took place and looked around.

I could no longer feel the wave of the magical impact that I had felt a moment ago.

That means the fight is over.

“hey. Look over there.”

The short war mage pointed to one side.

A bloody corpse lay there.

“Frank Rogun.”

War Mage Frank Buckler was dispatched to a rare metal mining mine.

He lay there a cold corpse.

His eyes were wide open as if he couldn’t believe he had lost.

“I can’t believe Frank got hurt. Despite his personality wasn’t he a guy with certain skills?”

“It looks like the intruder is no ordinary person.”

“If you look at the traces it doesn’t mean you were attacked by multiple people. One wizard. “You lost that close fight too.”

“Frank lost a close fight against a wizard?”

“Don’t the results speak for themselves? And if Frank is strong enough to fall then he is also a War Mage.”

The two War Mages naturally had their backs to each other and were wary of their surroundings.

It wasn’t that long ago that the magic wave was cut off.

That means the intruder who killed Frank.

It means that it is still here.

Faaah!

It was then.

Although it was not that strong all the lights that illuminated the large cavity were extinguished.

Suddenly darkness came and took away their sight.

“Are you planning to block the view?”

“It’s an effective tactic. But it’s so obvious.”

The crooked war mage took out a metal container from her belt.

When I pulled the rope hanging from the end of the barrel the light jumped out and shot into the air.

The surroundings were filled with a much brighter light than before the lights went out.

The two War Mages looked closely at their surroundings trying to find enemies hiding in the brightened landscape.

The pure white light pouring from the top of their heads created a dark shadow at their feet.

The shadow wriggled.

“…!”

War Mages with keen senses realized that something was strange.

The war mages immediately turned their backs and left their positions as if throwing themselves.

Come on! Do it yourself!

Immediately afterwards countless thorns rose up from beneath their feet and pierced the spot where they had been a moment ago.

If I had been late in avoiding it even just a little bit I would have been skewered.

“magic? “Where on earth?”

The small War Mage questioned the magic unfolding beneath his feet.

The tall War Mage holding a quarter staff in one hand stared intently at the black thorns.

Usually magic revolves around the wizard.

That was the reason why the two stood guard with their backs to each other and waited for the enemy to attack.

The moment you use magic there your hiding location will be revealed.

At that time one person was going to defend and the other was going to counterattack.

Even if you can’t defeat it with that if you know its location you can win by two people attacking together and slowly applying pressure.

But I had never heard of the magic that was emerging from the shadows just now.

Geek.

The black thorn was released and soon a person appeared within it.

It was a man wearing all black clothing and a crow mask on his face.

The War Mage fell into confusion when an intruder appeared in the spot where they had been standing a moment ago.

‘Were you hiding in the ground? no. But it wasn’t an attack from beneath the ground. It was literally a shadow.’

What kind of witchcraft is this?

While I was thinking like that the black shadow Ludger opened his mouth.

“Are you not going to come?”

“…!”

The two War Mages exchanged glances and then nodded.

The short war mage held two daggers in each hand.

The tall war mage wrapped his quarter staff with magic.

The two war mages rushed towards the master of shadow at the same time.

* * *

“older brother!”

Hans ran to where Ludger was. Seridan was also next to him.

“Where are you brother? “This one was completed successfully!”

While Ludgar was tying up the war mages the mine slaves took up weapons and launched a surprise attack in the middle of the night.

It was a big deal that the entire patrol team suffered.

Everyone was asleep and the escaped slaves came all at once so they couldn’t even put up any resistance.

The rebellion was successful.

As soon as Hans confirmed it he immediately moved to find Ludger.

There are a total of 3 War Mages here.

This is because I judged that it might be dangerous to fight with three war mages no matter how much they are older brothers.

Of course Ludger would have taken care of it before it got too dangerous.

If that were the case the War Mage would have been late to come to the scene but they didn’t.

That means the fight continues to this day.

“older brother?”

Hans who rushed to the scene filled with traces of a fight was speechless at the horrors unfolding before his eyes.

Ludger was fine.

He was standing still but near Ludger there was a corpse that appeared to be a war mage.

The short war mage who was wielding a dagger was stabbed in the vital area by his own dagger and died.

The war mage who was wielding a quarter staff had her head smashed and her solar plexus pierced by the staff she was using.

“Are you here?”

Ludger asked looking back at Hans.

“Uh yeah. “I came to help…”

Hans looked at the War Mage’s corpse with a blank face and muttered in despair.

“…I was worried for no reason.”