Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard-Chapter 302
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"Monitor me?"
Ian scowled.
These black wizard bastards. What grudge did they have to monitor Ian who was holed up in the university?
All Ian had done was...
Ruin Celestial Wizard Bertholdt's necromancy plan, interfere with Karenne's wizard assassination operation, and drive out Regent Antios and the black dragon Predius?
He barely even clashed with them?
"..."
At Ian's explanation, not just Eredith but Inglan and Demonite too wore dumbfounded expressions.
"Were you planning to take down the Golden Rule Society alone?"
"No, I just ran into them on the road?"
"...To think you'd mess with all the black wizard executives alone. Incredibly reckless."
When Demonite stared at Ian with shocked eyes, Ian felt strangely wronged.
Hey, you infiltrated the black wizard organization as a spy!
I fought much more fairly than you!
Really, I only fought who I met on the road!
"Reckless? That's rich coming from you, Professor."
"Not at all, Ian. You're the most... extreme wizard I know."
"??? That's what I should be saying?!"
Demonite and Ian shook their heads looking at each other.
Sigh. To think such an extreme wizard exists...!
Really someone they didn't want anything to do with!
Ian's shock was certainly understandable.
Demonite had infiltrated the Golden Rule Society alone, successfully acting(...) like a black wizard without raising any suspicion.
The Golden Rule Society's black wizards were completely fooled, showing Demonite's acting skills.
While spying on the Society's plans, he contacted every black wizard hiding in the university.
When black wizard Pals attacked, Demonite had promised to support him.
Of course, he betrayed and killed him instead.
Demonite had planned to eliminate all hidden black wizards the same way.
He staged the 'Eredith kidnapping incident' to draw them out.
Originally he planned to fight with help from other wizards and Sir Salvador...
But Ian moved earlier than expected, forcing him to switch to Plan B.
"Professor Eredith was excellent bait."
"...Why's that?"
"Because she's someone you care about. Precious people make effective bait."
Ian looked at Demonite with suspicious eyes.
How could he say such things so casually while claiming not to be a real black wizard?!
"Regent Antios... wants to meet you."
Ian sighed.
Seems he'd made quite a few enemies among black wizards.
The Golden Rule Society's leader wanted to meet him, after all.
"He seems to want you to join the Society."
"??? Me join the Society?"
Demonite shrugged.
"He thinks you're a wizard who directly inherited the ancient Golden Empire."
"Why?"
"Black hair and black eyes. Features of Golden Empire people."
"..."
Ian was dumbfounded.
The reason they wanted him to join was... just his looks? Seriously?
Ian waited for Demonite to add something more, but that was it.
It really was just because of his appearance.
Ian was certain.
Regent Antios.
That guy was insane.
Just how much did he love the Golden Empire?
"One more thing everyone should know."
All eyes focused on Demonite.
"Evidence suggests the Golden Rule Society is manipulating the southern war from behind."
"...?"
Questions appeared on everyone's faces.
Demonite spoke with conviction:
"The ones who started this war are the Golden Rule Society."
#
Ian couldn't understand how that was possible.
The Golden Rule Society... they weren't that impressive, right?
He'd met them several times and beaten them all. That's why he could think that.
But that only applied to Ian.
For ordinary humans and nobles, black wizards were extremely dangerous.
Black wizards would use any means necessary for success.
Bertholdt used necromancy to control corpses, Karenne set deadly traps with powerful transformation magic.
Antios even commanded a dragon.
Any of their magic would be tremendously powerful in normal situations.
"I'm going to inform the Papacy about this."
"Why the Papacy specifically?"
Eredith raised a question.
The Pope did try to deal with black wizard problems.
But... the Pope was a religious leader, not a ruler.
If a murderer appeared in town, should you run to a knight? Or to a priest?
Obviously the knight.
Priests were respected figures, not wielders of power.
"Because I think Antios has done something to the Emperor."
"?!"
Though Demonite's tone was calm, his words were shocking.
Antios did something to the Emperor?
"That's impossible!"
Inglan shouted in surprise.
"The Emperor has excellent wizards by his side! No matter how great Antios is, how could he manipulate the Emperor!"
"I know the Emperor has many guards. That's why I'll only say there's a possibility."
"..."
Meaning he wasn't certain.
Though Demonite infiltrated the Golden Rule Society, he hadn't grasped all their plans.
Ian thought for a moment.
The Imperial Emperor... that was Elia's father.
Elia had definitely left for the south to help her father.
"..."
If Demonite's assumption was right, this could become a troublesome situation.
Those fucking black wizard bastards.
"Since I'm a cleric, if I request cooperation from His Holiness the Pope, he'll likely accept."
That was Demonite's plan.
To use the Pope's authority to investigate the Emperor and those around him.
Ian was more surprised by Demonite being a cleric than asking the Pope for help.
...How exactly?
"When will you leave?"
"As soon as day breaks, immediately."
Ian nodded.
Demonite had exposed his identity while eliminating many black wizards.
If he didn't move quickly, retaliation would certainly come.
The Papacy would be safe from black wizard attacks.
The gathered people returned to their lodgings before it got too late.
There was much to do from now on.
#
The next morning.
As planned, Demonite left the university.
Few people knew about his spy activities.
While university wizards like Inglan began handling the aftermath of yesterday's events, a small group including Eredith saw Demonite off.
Ian was there too.
"Good work."
"Ah. Mr. Ian."
Demonite suddenly held out his hand.
It suddenly reminded Ian of the past.
When they first met, he'd offered a handshake like this too.
"Please be careful. The black wizards are watching you."
"...Not sure who should be saying that. Be careful yourself, Professor."
Between Ian and Demonite, who was in more danger?
Obviously Demonite.
He might be the wizard black wizards most wanted dead on the continent...
Yet Demonite remained calm.
He really was quite insane.
"I wanted to see your presentation."
"Well. I'll give you a private showing sometime."
"Really?"
"If it's your request."
Ian and Demonite burst out laughing together.
Though they thought each other insane-
Both were wizards with genuine passion for magic.
"Well then."
Demonite waved his hat and departed.
Though one university professor left and dozens of people vanished overnight-
Somehow the university became even more crowded.
People fleeing the southern war and those coming for the monthly academic presentations filled the empty spaces.
Ian thought this was just like universities in his past life.
New students entered and left every year.
As if saying nothing had happened, no matter what occurred before.
"Ian. Ready?"
"Yes, Master."
Ian had experienced seminars before.
But Kira and Maria hadn't.
Kira was busy doing acting simulations alone, while Maria swayed her legs with her characteristic sultry smile.
"Aren't you nervous?"
"Nope. I'm with Ian, so what do I have to fear? Hehe..."
Well said.
Ian smirked.
Actually, Ian would present alone - the others were just showing their faces.
Since they'd helped with his research.
"L-let's go! Ian!"
"Yeah. Let's head up."
Ian went up to the seminar hall.
Countless wizards packed the seats tightly.
...Completely different from his dark magic presentation when people left to eat.
Understandably so.
The subject of Ian's research presentation this time was...
None other than research on Archwizard Maronius's soul.
Archwizard Maronius!
Magic that stirred every wizard's heart, filled with romance.
"Hello everyone."
Ian's voice filled the seminar hall.
Without trembling or hesitation.
Ian was a complete wizard-
Here to share his magical achievements with others.
"I am Ian, Eredith's disciple."
"Ian Eredith Raven!"
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"Hero of Talian! Dragon Slayer!"
Someone screamed.
Laughter erupted here and there.
The presentation started with quite a soft atmosphere.
"Before beginning, I'll demonstrate one magic for you all."
"Oh!"
"Magic demonstration!"
People wore excited expressions.
Magic demonstrations were rare sights only seen at magic department seminars.
Naturally, wizards loved watching others' magic too.
Magic was always an exciting spectacle!
Ian stared ahead.
[Choose magic skill to use.]
[1. Spear of Flame]
[2. Lightning Spear]
[3. Hrundal's Blessing]
...
Ian chose [Lightning Spear] without hesitation.
"Huh?"
"What's he doing?"
The wizards waiting for Ian's incantation tilted their heads briefly.
He said he'd use magic, but why was he keeping his mouth shut?
But right then.
"L-look there!"
"??? What is that?!"
When lightning began flickering in Ian's grasp...
All wizards at the seminar panicked.
"L-lightning?!"
"But... how?"
No incantation.
No mystery.
But lightning definitely 'existed' in Ian's grasp.
It was a phenomenon impossible to explain with existing magical common sense.
Crackle!
Ian threw the sparking lightning spear toward the forest.
BOOM!
Thunder roared with a blinding flash.
Undeniably, unmistakably lightning magic...!
A silence like cold water being poured fell.
No one.
Not a single wizard understood how Ian had grabbed and thrown lightning.
No Maronius language, no mystery.
Then could this even be called magic?
That's when Ian spoke again.
"Everyone."
"..."
"This is magic."
Ian declared.
In that moment, it was as good as defined.
Though completely different from existing magic...
This was magic.
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