Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard

Chapter 255

TL/Editor: raei

Status: 5/week mon-fri

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'This shit again.'

As his body moved naturally, Ian clicked his tongue.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Really, he was supposed to be a wizard.

Why was he reacting like some special agent in an ambush?

If he'd had knight training it might make sense. But Ian's only proper education was studying language with Eredith.

It was like saying 'Wow, after graduating with a literature degree I got really good at shootouts with terrorists~'

'You piece of shit.'

Ian drove Anor-lsil into the charging monster.

Slash!

Hot blood sprayed up, releasing a nauseating smell of entrails.

"Ow. My arm hurts!"

After swinging the sword just once, Ian immediately realized his true identity.

Ah- that's right.

I'm a wizard!

"[Spear of Flame!]"

As soon as Ian finished his chant, an enormous flame spear appeared.

"Kira-!"

"I'm ready!"

Ian hurled the flame spear toward the charging monsters.

Boom!

Searing heat spread in all directions as a pillar of fire shot dozens of meters into the night sky.

'That should call people.'

A fire pillar this size would be clearly visible from hundreds of meters away.

When students participating in an event suddenly see a pillar of fire?

People would come running soon.

"[Flames! Devour our enemies!]"

[Excellent! BURN-IT-ALL! You pieces of firewood!]

Kira skillfully summoned the mystery of fire.

Her clean Maronius language pronunciation showed she'd practiced a lot.

'She must have studied hard.'

The flames created by Ian and Kira were truly powerful.

Strong enough that ordinary monsters couldn't even approach!

Since monsters were living creatures, they wouldn't fight to the death.

But Ian felt something strangely off about these monsters that had suddenly appeared.

'...Looks like they'll keep attacking.'

Starting with how they'd specifically targeted Ian's group when everywhere else was quiet.

Why hadn't Professor Demonite responded to the monster attack?

Why weren't these monsters running away despite the pillar of fire?

"I-Ian...!"

"Stay calm. They won't be able to charge in easily."

Ian set the fires, and Kira fueled them.

Thanks to them, the dark forest was as bright as day.

Elia trembled as she watched the monsters' shadows.

"W-what are... those things..."

"I'm not sure of the details. But these monsters seem to be controlled by a wizard."

"A-a wizard?"

Rather than crazed beasts risking their lives just to eat three people, they seemed more like monsters under a wizard's control - that was more logical. �

Evil wizards enjoyed commanding monsters.

'There are a lot of them.'

At least 30-40 by rough count.

Wolf-sized, running on four legs, covered in horns - Ian had no idea what to call these things.

'Hellish beings?'

They had too many unnecessary appendages to be living creatures.

Most likely they were either artificially modified for combat or demons risen from hell.

"Kira. Don't let the fire die."

"I won't!"

Being magically created fire, it would burn for a while even without fuel.

Kira focused on communicating with the mystery of fire while watching ahead.

"Ian..."

Elia looked like she might burst into tears any moment.

Though not a combat expert, she could tell.

There were far too many enemies.

"J-just hold on a bit. Lord Pals will bring help!"

"That's quite the positive thinking, Your Highness."

Elia choked back a sob.

Ian was certainly an amazing wizard.

An excellent dark wizard who'd just demonstrated impressive fire magic.

But...

Unless he could cast spells like that continuously, there was no way to wipe out so many monsters!

A wizard wasn't a warrior.

They weren't skilled at cutting down charging enemies.

What could just three people do against over 30 monsters charging at once?

Especially with no knight holding the front line!

"Ian...! Do you have magic that can eliminate them all?"

"Not simple destruction magic, at least not right now."

"...? What about non-destruction magic?"

"Plenty of that."

Elia was a student who studied magic as an elective, so her thinking was close to ordinary people.

She assumed they had to kill the monsters to win.

But Ian didn't think that way at all.

What was a wizard?

Grrrr...!

Pals' monsters charged all at once.

"[Flames!]"

Kira desperately raised flames, but.

The monsters found the weakest point in the fire and threw themselves through.

Monsters attacking from all sides.

"Ian!"

Kira gritted her teeth.

With ordinary magic, there was no way out of this situation.

Perhaps like before.

If they hid in the flames with Ian-

'...But what about Elia?'

In that moment, Kira's eyes met Elia's.

Eyes filled with helplessness and fear.

'No.'

Kira couldn't choose the option of abandoning Elia.

That's when it happened.

"Put out the flames, Kira."

"Ian!"

Kira was startled but did as told, withdrawing the fire.

As the flames vanished, Ian summoned the mystery of darkness in their place.

The mystery of darkness embraced Kira and Elia.

Like gently covering their eyes.

"Don't come out, no matter what. Got it?"

"...Okay."

When the flames disappeared, Pals was certain Ian had given up resistance.

He had to have.

His vaunted summoning magic!

And that strange magic that activated without mysteries' help!

All failed, so what could he do now! Ian!

'The Regent will be pleased.'

Mission accomplished and Ian, the society's obstacle, eliminated too.

All that time undercover near the Princess as a fake identity had paid off.

Now he could serve as the society's right hand beside the Regent-

Pals' delusions stopped there.

'What's that?'

Ian held something strange in his hand.

Something Pals had never seen before.

'Cards?'

They were none other than Arcana cards.

Pals knew nothing about Arcana cards.

Having spent his life studying only black magic in the Empire.

...But he instinctively realized.

That was a dangerous item.

Perhaps even more than items imbued with demon power!

"[Mystery of the Hanged Man, hear me!]"

Ian shouted as he drew an Arcana card.

Would it really answer his call?

Ian checked the card.

Number 12. The Hanged Man.

A card depicting an impure mystery that wailed in sorrow.

The impure mystery answered Ian's call.

[I am...]

As the world's cracks split open, one steeped in deepest sorrow emerged from the depths.

Pals couldn't speak.

"What... is... that monster..."

Too twisted to be called a 'mystery', but lacking the blind malice toward humans to be called a 'demon'.

Pals realized as soon as he saw it.

That thing... shouldn't exist in this world.

[I... heard a voice...]

"[I called you. Sorrowful mystery.]"

[Though I answered... I want to return quickly.]

"[I'm sorry. Just cry out once and you can go back.]"

The impure mystery glared around.

The monsters exposed to its depressed and twisted gaze were overwhelmed by rising sorrow and terror, unable to move.

As requested, the impure mystery vanished with a single scream.

[Kyaaaaaaah!]

Yelp, yelp!

Eeeek!

A spine-chilling scream echoed.

At the impure mystery's scream, the monsters fled without looking back.

"D-don't run! Kill that wizard!"

Pals shouted desperately but.

Out of control.

The monsters just wanted to get away from Ian.

The demon marks activated one by one.

Pop!

Magic that burst the hearts of summoned creatures who disobeyed their summoner's orders.

Corpses with burst hearts lay everywhere.

All 30+ monsters died with burst hearts trying to flee from Ian.

"Ah..."

A man wreathed in darkness approached.

Ian pointed Anor-lsil at Pals.

"It's over, black wizard."

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