Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 301

TL/Editor: raei

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Ian assessed the situation.

Eredith hadn't been kidnapped by the black wizards.

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She'd been 'pretending' to be kidnapped.

How was that possible?

Thanks to Demonite's existence.

"Damn it, kill them all!"

"Wait! If we touch that black-haired wizard...!"

"Who cares! We need to survive first!"

The black wizards' shouts rang out.

Ian's task was clear.

Wipe out all hostile wizards!

"[Flames! Ignite!]"

A black wizard cast fire magic.

Fire magic was always effective on the battlefield.

Its killing power was the highest among all elemental magic.

But not this time.

Ian's side had two excellent fire wizards.

"[Burn right there!]"

"?!"

The moment the black wizard used fire magic, Eredith jumped in with perfect timing.

She made the flames they summoned burn fiercely in place.

[Hahaha! Good! Good! Burn everything!]

The mystery of fire was destructive by nature.

Flames couldn't exist without burning something.

To cast fire magic, fire wizards had to distinguish between what to burn and what not to burn...

Distinguishing 'what not to burn' caused great stress to the mystery of fire.

Fire was an arsonist that wanted to burn everything indiscriminately!

Eredith exploited this nature of fire.

Bang!

A massive explosion occurred with a blinding flash.

The black wizard preparing fire magic was consumed by flames.

Eredith snapped her fingers and shouted:

"Ha! You've seen the end of fire magic!"

Kira smiled slightly watching Eredith.

That was a terrible inside joke only fire wizards understood.

Q: Know what the end of fire magic is?

A: Becoming the flame yourself!

Since he became a flame himself, you could say he saw fire magic's end.

Ian shook his head watching the two fire wizards.

These fire wizards were seriously insane.

Making jokes about burning to death!

"I'll kill you!"

Other black wizards attempted transformation.

"Awoooooo~!"

The magic the black wizards chose was werewolf transformation.

An incredible magic that granted the body of a beast.

"Wow! Furry!"

"???"

Usually, transformation magic was visually terrifying.

How could seeing someone shed their human form not be scary!

Especially for Heaven's Faith believers who thought heaven gave souls and earth gave bodies, transformation magic seemed even more terrifying and evil.

But Ian was unimpressed by transformation magic.

Werewolf transformation? Just common furries, right?

Besides, Ian had met real werewolves before.

Werewolf transformation was much better than black wizard Karenne's magic.

Karenne did spider-human transformation - visuals so shocking they'd make an arachnophobic faint on the spot.

"Are you mocking us!"

"Arrogant bastard! Die!"

The werewolves, taking Ian's exclamation as provocation(?), all leaped at him.

"Ian!"

Eredith shouted in shock.

Wizards were strong when completing magic, but otherwise just humans with rich vocabulary.

Unless knights took the vanguard, even excellent wizards could be in danger at close range like this.

But Ian calmly drew his weapons.

Magic sword in his left hand, staff in his right!

Both were magic artifacts with mysteries dwelling in them.

"Anor-lsil! Asu!"

Ian threw Anor-lsil while swinging his staff.

Anor-lsil sliced through the air on its own, engaging the werewolves.

"W-what is this?!"

The werewolves were startled as the sword flew around by itself.

A sword flying by itself?!

What kind of magic was this?!

While one was tied up, Ian struck another werewolf.

Yes. He was a wizard(physical).

Like Gandalf the original physical wizard, Ian started beating up werewolves with admirable skill.

Whack!

"You arrogant...!"

Whack! Whack!

"Aaagh!"

Transmuters usually learned martial arts while studying transformation magic.

That way they could fight properly after transforming.

The wizard transformed into a werewolf had learned some martial arts too.

Of course they thought they could easily beat up university nerds...

But their opponent was Ian.

Ian had also learned some combat techniques from teacher Belenka.

And Ian's staff wasn't ordinary.

Though it looked like a staff, it was actually a transformed djinni.

Shhhhhaaa!

"?!"

When Ian swung the staff down, its tip suddenly transformed into a snake's head.

The black wizard was terrified.

But before they could react, the snake viciously bit into the werewolf's nape.

[Feel the desert's deadly poison!]

The djinni Asu shouted wickedly.

Ian was slightly dumbfounded.

This desert spirit getting excited over one successful attack...

But he didn't say anything since it helped.

Among Asu's minor talents was the ability to create paralyzing poison.

The black wizard hit by the poison collapsed, unable to move.

Rustle, rustle!

A huge monster appeared, parting the grass.

Ian thought it was summoned by a black wizard.

But seeing it extend vines to lift Demonite onto its shoulder, it was Demonite's summon.

Like Ian's drake, it was a monster contracted with Demonite.

'A rose?'

Though he'd seen it once before, Demonite's summon had a striking appearance.

It was a walking flower...

A monster with a fully bloomed rose for a head.

The rose monster sprayed sharp thorns at the black wizards.

'Wow.'

Was it like a Hydralisk, or 'Hydra' for short?

A walking arrow launcher.

"I'll curse you! I'll curse you even in death! Traitor Demonite!"

"A dead person's curse won't work. I'm friends with a skilled necromancer, you see."

Demonite grinned at Ian.

Really, that vicious smile alone made him a perfect black wizard...

Thanks to Demonite's surprise attack working well, the fight ended in a one-sided victory for Ian's group.

"The fight's already...!"

An old man carrying a torch came running, out of breath.

Eredith said with an awkward smile:

"Things got a bit messy, Sir Salvador."

"Oh my..."

Ian immediately greeted Salvador upon seeing him.

"Old man, you were here too?"

"Your master asked me to deal with some black wizard's underlings."

Salvador showed his waist.

There were orc heads(...) strung up like dried fish.

Salvador's collection from his night walks.

"Said we'd just clear out the underlings first, fight later."

"That was the plan..."

Things went slightly off track when Ian jumped in.

The rest was easy to guess.

"Seems the black wizards' pawns contacted us before Miss Belenka could."

Around when Demonite said that.

"Ian!"

Belenka and Maria arrived late.

Though the situation was already over.

"Instead of standing around here, let's go to the restaurant for some warm wine."

"Now that's what I like to hear."

Eredith suggested.

Ian's group moved to a nearby tavern.

#

With people gathering from here and there, the numbers were quite large.

Not just Ian, Kira, and Maria-

But Eredith and Demonite, Salvador and Belenka too.

It was hard to believe this small group had dealt with dozens of black wizards.

"??? Why are you here?"

"How rude. I'm also partly a university scholar, such a respected-"

"Grave robber?"

"..."

Professor Inglan grumbled quietly.

Ian, that sneaky bastard. Using cheat keys like that!

Though it wasn't clear why Inglan had joined the drinking party.

"What exactly happened, Master?"

Ian asked while sipping warm wine.

Having woken up right after meeting an angel and jumping into battle, his head was spinning.

"Sorry I couldn't tell you beforehand, Ian."

Eredith explained calmly.

As Ian guessed, after Elia's attack, Eredith focused on searching for black wizards within the university.

And found some evidence.

...Evidence that Demonite regularly contacted black wizards of the [Golden Rule Society].

Eredith immediately reported the situation to Professor Inglan.

Then Inglan said:

'Ah. Professor Demonite is a cleric from the Relief Monastery.'

'???'

'He infiltrated the Golden Rule Society on the abbot's orders.'

Ian almost grabbed Inglan's collar.

"What! You knew everything?!"

"Yes... it was my burden to bear..."

As already known, the university originated from a monastery.

It became a university as people seeking knowledge gathered at the monastery.

And Demonite originally came from the monastery.

"I received a request from the abbot to infiltrate and scout their formation while pretending to be a black wizard."

"What an incredible mission!"

Inglan laughed happily.

Belenka asked with interested eyes:

"Weren't you suspected?"

Demonite shrugged.

"Well. After I killed a few from the start, they all thought I was just a wizard blinded by success."

"..."

Ian nodded.

That was just like him.

Not being suspected because he kept killing people.

He looked exactly like a black wizard!

"I was tasked by Antios, the 'Regent' leading the Golden Rule Society, with monitoring inside the university."

"Monitoring the university?"

Demonite pointed at Ian.

"More precisely, I was tasked with monitoring you, Ian."

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