How to Survive at the Academy

[Gaiden] Windflower (7)
There is such a thing as a ‘fire-recording magic device’.

At the time of the occupation of Ophelis Hall, assistant professor Claire had a history of using it as she investigated the black screen.

Basically, it is a mechanical engineering tool managed by the Sylvanian Bachelor, and it is a device that is larger and heavier than the body of a strong man. I know that it is usually disassembled and divided into several bags to carry around.

Basically, there are a lot of instability as it uses the less-researched Aspect Magic Theory. It is a treasure among the treasures that all the high-quality materials were applied to ensure stability, and the best researchers in the bachelor’s department rushed in and repeated maintenance.

Basically, if you want to use this magic equipment, you must go through a strict internal examination by the Academic Committee.

As the academic budget for this device alone is enormous, it is practically the equivalent of carrying a huge mansion.

The reason that such a valuable item can be taken out of school is because of the name Ed Roth-Taylor after all.

It is because it is not a matter of taking out a single expensive tech equipment as it is a position where all consideration is received even within a Sylvanian bachelor.

“Basically, it’s hard to see the past more than a year no matter how much magic you put into flame recording magic. But if you can handle Aspect Magic, it’s a very different story.”

The place was a square in Torren Village.

It was because I had to get help from the villagers to install the magic equipment.

A large tech tool installed straight in the center of the square. Gears embedded here and there were spinning here and there, and a mysterious light was emanating from the magic marbles visible in the middle.

It took almost half a day to install, even with the help of the villagers.

“Claire’s assistant professors and bachelor’s staff had limitations when using it, but now that Aspect Magic has been studied to some extent, the performance is completely different. A few hundred years ago, you will be able to glimpse it.”

“Is that enough? Isn’t that truly groundbreaking? If you want to see any past, isn’t it possible to solve all the old unsolved cases… ”

“Of course, looking into the distant past is not so easy.”

How great it would be if things in the world were so easy.

If you want to let the flow of magic flow into the distant past, you need a suitable medium.

I wiped my hands and looked around.

Thankfully, the villagers of Torren, who helped with the installation, were sitting and watching, and Yenica was also sitting next to them and looking up at the equipment.

“Now that the basic information has been collected, where… Let’s check it one more time.”

I had a request from Yenica, but anyway, I’m here for academic research.

If I have to bring the right result, I won’t be able to buy my noodles either.

There was an existence that could serve as a medium.

I quietly lowered my head and gathered the magic of my body. So, when I gave the power, the spirit response of the whole body quickly heated up.

– Whoa!

A great wind blows, and a huge wolf appears and rises. That huge wind spirit, which exudes a sense of intimidation just by being there, made all the villagers shut their mouths.

– Kuung

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Merylda stands dignifiedly in the wind from the alpine region with her pure white fur fluttering.

Everyone in the village swallowed their saliva and watched the scene. Most of them were the first to see the high spirit itself.

– ‘No, that’s ridiculous… the wolf… A wolf the size of a house… ‘

– ‘Shh… Be careful… I might get eaten… !’

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For a moment, the villagers were so nervous that they couldn’t even breathe, and the wolf let out a snort like a sigh, and then wrapped itself around itself in the wind.

The shape of her body as it is manifested changes, and she lands on the floor as a girl with her white hair tied up.

[ In the end, things turn out like this. ]

Worthy Merylda ripped her skirt off, looked at Yenica and me, sighed heavily and shook her head.

[ Yes, if you use my magic power as a medium, you will be able to observe the flow of the past related to Sylvania to some extent. Because we shared a lot of magic power. ]

“You come out more cooperatively than I thought.”

[ What can I do to resist? will you guys listen to me ]

After glancing at the bewildered villagers, Merylda sighed again and turned around.

[ Because we can’t make Ed Naeul go back to Bachelor empty-handed. Yeah, I’ll have to get my hands on something. Check it out. What a terrible end the highest wind spirit faced. ]

Hearing that story, I raised the Aspect’s magic this time.

Leaving behind the villagers who were startled by the magical powers of the Holy Spirit that I had never seen in my life, I clenched my teeth and poured the dark and red magic that I had raised with all my might into my engineering supplies.

Next, dark red magic flowed from the flame recording device. I closed my eyes quietly, feeling the scenery engraved in my mind as if it were imprinted in my memory.

Kaine Palerover was just an ordinary girl, who loved to tend the occasional pansy flowers on the ridge.

She was the kind of girl who felt the satisfaction of life just by seeing the pansy flowers along the road swaying in the wind of the alpine region.

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My hair was braided down. Unlike Yeni Ka, who had her side hair braided along the grain, she was a girl with long hair that reached her waist and rolled forward in a whole braid. Her reddish hair is as beautiful as the pansy flowers on the roadside, and the villagers always praised her pretty hair.

The girl was born with a certain amount of spirit sensitivity, but it was not at the level of a special day.

Occasionally, you can only feel the presence of a corporeal spirit or have a conversation with a weak sub-spirit. There was no ability beyond that, no potential for further growth… She was just a girl destined to live as a village wife.

Until you find Tyr’kallax lying dead in the woods.

“… ”

The scene unfolded by the flame recording device unfolds before your eyes as if it were real. I’ve heard of it being imprinted directly on my brain, but I didn’t think it would be this realistic.

The feeling of floating in the air. The feeling of observing a flame target right next to you is not well suited.

However, the shocking sight that Katin Palerover found while walking in the woods is more recognizable by experiencing it in this form.

A girl walking through the forest with a basket full of eggs finds a young man lying under a huge old tree.

There is hardly any mana left to maintain the status quo. Around the young man, an unimaginable amount of blood was splattered.

The thing that catches the eye the most is the corpse of a giant snake. Just looking at the corpse of a snake lying in two behind the fallen young man makes me nauseous.

I know the snake’s identity. It’s a name you’ll probably hear at least once if you’re researching Elementalism.

High Dark Elemental Plucurox.

If Glaskan hadn’t occupied the position of the highest dark spirit, he would most likely have sat there. It is exceptionally strong among high-level spirit entities, and it is famous for its cruelty, and its name still remains in the history books.

It was recorded that it disappeared due to the laws of nature at some point and no longer appeared, but in reality it was put to an end by the highest wind spirit, Tyr’kallax.

It’s the strength that tries to overcome the highest spirits. Even so, I heard that the poison and curse that the snake spreads last for hundreds of years. In the western continent, there was a city that was completely destroyed by the poison of Fluorox. It’s a very old story now.

‘It was said that Tyrkallax was the one who defeated Flucurox… ?’

At this point, it is a great discovery that will change the records of many historical books already.

For once, I felt like I had some achievements that could make my voice heard in academic research.

– ‘This… Unbelievable… ! Gwasa, are you okay?!’

Kaine Palerover was startled by the collapsed young man and ran to give first aid.

The manifested Tyr’kallax took the form of a human to minimize the consumption of mana, but due to the curse that Flucurox left just before he died, he could not properly control his mana.

The spirit has no concept of death. There is only the cycle of returning to nature and returning to the fluid spirit.

Flcurox is also well aware of this fact, so he placed a curse on Tyr’kallax just before being reduced to a spirit spirit.

It is to imprison Tyr’kallax in a fragile human form, and to weaken his magical powers, causing him to struggle endlessly with the pain of incurable wounds.

The absence of death is both a blessing and a curse. Because of the curse engraved on them, they cannot properly control their magical powers, and must constantly be immersed in the agony of their wounds.

The curse corners the mind. The purpose is to make you lose your mind after struggling in pain.

The fact that Tyr’kallax in such a state was discovered by a third-rate spirit named Keitin… It must have been a joke of fate.

Since then, it has been easy.

Katine Palerover was like a girl who grew up among rural wives, and she had good dexterity and vitality.

For a young man who struggled with pain every time he was engulfed in pain, he gathered grass to make a bed, and when that seemed insufficient, he gathered wood and made a shelter.

It was really impressive to see how he made something with his dwarf body and small body.

Tyr’kallax did not want to be seen by humans. Spirits are extremely wary of being associated with humans who are not spirits. The reason was obvious. This is because the words of the spirits who have communicated with humans more than necessary are usually not good.

Katin understood Tyr’kallax’s feelings, and whenever she went to and from the forest, she always looked after Tyr’kallax herself.

Bring cotton and cloth from the village and make a proper bed like a bed.

At night, in case it gets cold, make a fire to protect it, and set up a proper tent in case it rains.

Plucurox’s curse was getting weaker day by day, but it was too slow. Thinking that it would be difficult to take care of a young man in this kind of environment every time, the girl thinks of an abandoned hut deeper in the forest.

For a long time, it was used as a base camp by hunters who used this forest as a hunting ground. It was an abandoned hut that is now unused.

Katin drags the young man’s heavy body there over two days.

Light a campfire in front of the hut and bring the right tools. That’s how I continue my nursing life.

The sun rises and the moon sets. It rained and it snowed, but Katin sat in the hut all the time and sat next to Tir’kallax and listened.

I brought cooking utensils and set them aside to make hot soup every time, but the young man didn’t put it in his mouth properly. Eating food had no meaning for the spirit.

In order to unravel the twisted flow of magic, I had to rely on Katin’s talent as a feeble elemental samurai.

As I lay on the bed every day and observe the flow of Tir’kallax’s magic, Katin’s sensitivity to spirits also improved little by little.

This is because it is rare for anyone to have the opportunity to communicate so closely with the highest level spirit.

In order to help Tyr’kallax little by little, he is also increasing his understanding of the spirits. At some point, she was able to easily communicate with her lieutenant spirits, and in Torren Village, she became a proud member of her true spirits.

In that way, Tyr’kallax’s condition improved, and he began to take care of himself.

It’s not fully humanized yet, but at least it’s enough that I don’t have to let Katin manage the hut camp alone.

I lead my tired body around the camp, and I take a simple walk or check my magic. As his body improved, he began to dig up firewood and maintain the hut.

So, Tyr’kallax lived a very brief time as a human.

It may be only a fleeting moment in the long life of the highest spirit, but those brief memories are forever imprinted in Tir’kallax’s heart.

The person who was always by my side at that moment was a girl named Katin.

The girl who rolled up her arms when she did anything she did, and looked out for Tyr’kallax as if she was confident. An infinitely feeble, useless human girl with a life span of less than 100 years.

Even though he was well aware that tying more than necessary would only hurt his heart, Tyr’kallax followed the girl and thought of her.

As we walked along the ridge and looked at the mountains of Pulan together, I felt a unique sense of stability.

A mountain range at sunset. Tir’kallax liked the scenery.

Holding a picnic bag, humming and walking behind Katin, who staggers. The view of the mountain range looking down remains in her heart like a painting.

– ‘You know, the people of our village call the pansy flowers that bloom along the ridge like that the wind flower.’

– ‘Wind flower? You mean those pansies?’

– ‘Yes. As you know, the high mountains are always windy. When you see a pansy flower, it is always swaying back and forth with the wind.’

I sit on the fence by the roadside and enjoy the wind.

Tyr’kallax’s dark red hair, which was shaking at the same time, was also extending in the same direction as Katin’s.

– ‘You are looking in the direction of the wind.’

– ‘Is that so… Humans give such meanings… ‘

– ‘Ahaha, this might feel a bit useless to Tyr’kallax. It may be difficult to understand, but humans like to give meaningless meanings like that~. Look at this.’

Katin smiles brightly and jumps off the fence to see the pansy flowers blooming by the roadside.

The swaying pansy flowers seem to be looking in the direction of the wind.

– ‘There are such cute and pretty flowers. Then you will want to attach a story to something.’

– ‘Do you think that way too?’

– ‘Well, well. I’m giving it a different meaning.’

Katine looked at the swaying pansy flowers and then slowly closed her eyes.

– ‘The wind roams freely in the world, but a pansy flower stays still with its roots in the ground. I bury my feet in the soil like this and just stare blankly as the wind blows around the world.’

– ‘… ‘

– ‘The reason I shake my head towards the wind is probably because I wanted to play with the wind. But, if you uproot a flower, it dies.’

The feeling of a single flower looking up at the expansive expanse of the sky.

It is like the image of ordinary people who long for someone they can’t reach even if they reach out their hand, and who sincerely longs for someone of great height.

Is this the image of the crowd looking at someone with their roots in reality, who wanders around the world like the wind and freely expresses their will?

The pansy flowers in full bloom along the ridgeline seem to have gathered those longings and aspirations.

Is that Katin’s love for Tyr’kallax? Or is it the form of Yenica Palerover who is in love with Ed Roth Taylor?

Or both.

– ‘Will the curse be cured to some extent soon?’

– ‘Yes… ‘

– ‘If you remember, come and play~ Humans are, from the point of view of spirits, weak creatures who pick up and die if they don’t see it for a while. So don’t forget it, and be sure to come when you can!’

Tir’kallax burst into laughter at the sight of him pounding Tyr’kallax’s chest with such a sassy smile.

And I had to admit it. that he feels more than a bond with this girl.

Even though I knew that such a feeling was as poisonous to a spirit that lives almost forever, I had no choice but to admit it. Of all the humans she’s ever met, she’s never been more special than this girl.

Let’s remember now.

Tyr’kallax had no choice but to study himself like that. And he thought that doing so was the right answer.

Until you see that the Curse engraving of Flucurox is displayed on the back of Katin’s hand.

[ The reason the Curse of Flucurox was able to destroy a city was because it was contagious through magical powers. ]

I closed my eyes at Merylda’s voice whispering in my ear. The following story didn’t seem very pleasant.

I actually knew. Their story doesn’t end with a happy ending.

That’s why Merylda didn’t want to tell Yenica this story.