Reincarnation of the Warrior Party Archmage

“I guess the irony of history doesn’t change.”

The president’s office, where Madelia Page, the president of Deliten, stays, is a place where sunlight shines through the eight-sided arched windows.

“I don’t know why, but talented people are always concentrated in one direction at a time.”

The document she put down on the desk was the new student’s personal document.

“Huber of the Lawfinum School, Lilian of the Rivendell School, Cayden of the Harimun School, Nora of the Melev School, and Logan of the Tchaihak School… … .”

Surprisingly, all five students whom President Madelia called indifferently were wizard cadets who were considered to be among the latter ranks among the Eight Great Schools that dominated the Empire.

“It might be the first time this has happened to the fact that five latecomers enrolled at the same time.”

The timing of receiving and producing disciples for each school is inevitably different. However, is it common that the ages of disciples fit so perfectly?

“Even though the Warden Prince sent an outstanding child, it might be too much for him alone.”

The conflict between Madose and the Eight Great Factions was frighteningly deep.

After becoming an adult, they did not express themselves as openly as they did when they were students, but tightrope fighting in the Magic League was still prevalent.

It was like that the other day when I was selecting the Magic Star of the Yellow River Office, the emperor’s direct subordinate.

“It’s not a pleasant situation for the Ministry of Education to intervene in a student quarrel, but I can’t deny that it’s a special situation.”

In front of Madelia’s desk, a sorceress with a soft expression and half-closed eyes stood.

It was Caroline.

A disciple of Madelia when she was young, and now a teacher of Christa Warden.

“Pass it on to the professors and lecturers. Dmain-2. Observe closely and implicitly intervene when necessary. There won’t be any goals being scored.”

Normally, he would have nodded right away, but Caroline showed a slight hesitation.

“Why?”

“I think it’s a bit premature to make that judgment yet.”

“hmm?”

“It doesn’t seem like only one genius, Christa, came from Madose this time.”

It was a strange word. That’s why Madelia tilted her head.

Unlike the Eight Great Schools, the Madose family is a family. Only members of the direct line can carry the name Madose on their backs.

This was a symbol of honor and at the same time a shackle, because it could be said that the Madose family had limited human resources.

“Did someone I don’t know come to my school this time?”

“no.”

“I thought there were only two people here, Christa Warden and Lane Ludwig.”

“yes.”

“Then Lane Ludwig… … Are you saying that this kid you passed on the extra exam is a genius?”

“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. You must have met at the Sega Conference. That was until I saw it myself.”

“Your talking personality doesn’t change, Kat. You know I hate that.”

Madelia sighed and Caroline hesitated a little before opening her mouth.

“My knowledge is lacking, but… … Well, he didn’t seem to need much help. I can’t wait to see how the two of them will behave in this situation.”

Whoa… … Madelia, who looked at Caroline’s expression for a moment, checked the academic record. And he raised his eyebrows slightly.

“There is no need to wait long for the results. Because the homeroom teacher is Owen.”

Owen, Caroline nodded in agreement. Isn’t it a notorious professor who had a history of expelling 21 students last year alone?

“Yes, if it is not worthwhile, I will expel you as soon as possible.”

* * *

After the opening ceremony, Lane received a class assignment handout and moved to Yongmyeon Hall, the first year undergraduate building.

The pure white structure was in the form of a dragon lying on the ground and sleeping, and the worship of the dragon race, the absolute life form, was the same as that of witches and wizards of the Republic who deal with witchcraft.

Because Karenden, the black sun who created magic, was also the creator of dragons.

[Cheonggang]

I was able to reach the third classroom by walking through the corridor where the blue spring sunlight was pouring obliquely.

“Chung-gang, chung-gang… … That’s right.”

After comparing the audition written on the handout with the audition on the label, he opened the back door.

The structure of the classroom was simple but elegant.

A total of 4 rows of desks were placed in a tiered fashion, and they are stools, supports, and elegant curves. The curtains hanging from the arched window on the left side of the classroom fluttered in the spring breeze carrying the scent of flowers.

‘where… … .’

The assigned seat was by the last window in the left row, and as I sat there with my chin resting on my fist, a familiar face soon sat down next to me and smiled.

“Even the sky is very indifferent. It looks like you’re trying to compete with Christa Warden, this recommended student from the beginning of the semester.”

I was afraid to meet the eyes of the sneering guy, my mouth gaping blankly. No, gods, please. The first mate in life is like this… … .

“A rough translation of Miss Christa’s words would be, It’s really nice to sit with you.”

The one who said that was a girl with a mischievous look and her hair elegantly braided. I had also seen this guy at the Sega Conference. My eyes naturally went to the name tag for confirmation.

[Gertrude Panton]

Viscount Fenton was an eastern magical family that served the Wardens. Each Madose family had two or three subordinate families.

“mmm, of course I’m happy. I’m happy to dance too Because I can suppress this guy’s cheeky nose from day one.”

A refreshing spring breeze swayed the curtains by the window, and the scent of the distant past tickled the tip of my nose like pollen.

– Why, Keith?

It was a small city located somewhere on the continent of Adreon, and as I was watching the children playing with my chin resting on the fence of the school building, Kies came up behind me.

– Do you want to go to school too? no. There is nothing to learn by going. It’s just a waste of time.

Keith was mute, but his expression was so colorful and candid that he could communicate with just a glance. All of our parties were like that.

– Because you don’t have the confidence to make friends?

Friede giggled and came to my right and leaned against the fence.

He was mortally wounded in the battle to save this city and his arm was bandaged (healed completely after two days with witchcraft), but his eyes as he looked at the children sparkled with a calm smile unlike usual.

While Friede and Keith happily watched the children, Lista, standing to my left, smiled brightly.

– Lin, school. It’s not just a place to go to study.

– Then what are you learning?

– person.

Krista, is this a place to learn from this guy? do you have to learn

Just when I was making a desperate expression, the front door, which only professors and lecturers could enter, slid open, and an earthquake shook the pupils of the other guys.

A man with wide shoulders and a chubby build strode silently and stood on the podium.

It felt like it would be right to make a living with martial arts rather than magic, but breathless sighs leaked out here and there.

“Is this a true story or a gorilla?”

“under… … Is your homeroom teacher a gorilla?”

Are you a famous person? When I glanced at Christa, strangely, there was a light of tension in this guy’s eyes as well.

“What are you doing?”

“You don’t know Owen? He is a professor who is famous for giving credits to the ＜Deleiten＞ university department.”

It was an F grade that greatly contributed to being expelled or suspended, and the F grade was distributed to students if they were bored.

“Hmm… … .”

Owen looked at each of the students seated in the classroom, and suddenly pinched his cheek with an expression bearing all the misfortune in the world.

“These pathetic monkeys are the students I will be tutoring for a year. With this head full of sh*t, how dare you lower your head when I say this?”

The chalk that had sprung up with telekinetic power hit the poor victim in the front seat on the forehead, and just then, a dull blow rang out. In the silence, all the cadets immediately straightened their backs.

“Is this situation funny? fun? You know nothing. Do you feel like everything is over just because you came to college? Do you think you will become a court mage of a great aristocrat or build your own magic tower and live happily?”

“… … !”

“Give me that misunderstanding. If you are like that now, I will call you Master. You’re still a kid, and there’s a lot to learn. Are there any guys from the Eight Great Clan here?”

Then, Hubert and three others raised their hands. Owen groaned as the sky fell.

“The most sh*tty things in this school are you idiots belonging to the Eight Great Schools. It’s a grotesque formula you’ve brought from the Order, and your confidence is unanswerable. Is there anyone from Madose?”

As Christa and I raised our hands side by side, Owen looked like he was going to cry.

“I really can’t stand it. Look at that arrogant face that knows nothing of the hardships of the other world. Go back home, learn how to change clothes by yourself, and then come back.”

Owen insulted all the students in this way, and I couldn’t help but pay him a lot of respect for his linguistic abilities.

I wondered why a man with all-time talent had no enemies in religion and became a wizard.

Even if it wasn’t a pseudo heretical religion, if I had become a priest, I would have earned some money.

“My job for one year is to raise you guys to become usable wizards. You guys are worse than monkeys. Those who cannot keep up will be abandoned without mercy.”

No one opened their mouths.

Everyone must have been intimidated, but Owen seemed trained to hold the pod in any situation.

“No answer? Are you afraid of me?”

“no!”

“Then are you saying I’m good enough? If so, good. I will take the exam today. The group that came last will be considered to have no aptitude and will be expelled immediately.”

Weeding out?

Was it that easy?

Owen turned around and quickly drew a magic square on the blackboard and started filling in runes over it.

‘That’s… … .’

The boy raised his eyebrows.

Presenting magic squares and runes is like presenting a math problem. Which formula to solve, means that the solution method is free.

“The time limit is 20 minutes. Let’s solve this problem now.”

Owen sneered.

“I will expel those who can’t solve it in time or who solved it last, as promised.”

As the students just blinked their eyes, Owen vented his resentment.

“What are you just staring at? The exam has already begun! It’s a two-in-one group by squeezing a group with each other! Even monkeys can solve 2-star magic if they put their heads together, right?”

Then, the students hurriedly took out their paper, pencils, and ink, and began to draw magic squares on drawing paper. It was the same with Christa.

‘The shape of the magic square is a double fan. The runes used are Jeung (蒸) and Seo (逝)… … .’

Gives the wind attribute the traits of ‘Zheung(蒸): Spreading with steam’ and ‘Shi(逝): Go and disappear’.

‘The formula that must be used to manifest the magic is… … .’

There were typically three uses of magic. One is handwriting, handwriting, and mental arithmetic.

If mental arithmetic is the realm of genius, then Pilsan is the realm of genius, which means that even if you are dull arithmetic, you can use 2-star magic if you interpret it as pilsan.

Of course, it will take several times longer.

“Help me. I will build a basic expression with matrices and then use a cubic function to find the answer.”

“A matrix here?”

The boy laughed.

“You seem to like living harder than it looks.”

“I won’t forgive you for grabbing me by the ankle. Release right away.”

The boy who was watching Krista with interest from the seat next to him scratched his cheek.

“Are you very desperate?”

“You have to be desperate. I have to be desperate for everything, because I have to be the pinnacle.”

The weight of the family she carried could be seen in the hand gestures she wrote down mathematical solutions on the magic square on the rice paper with a brush.

Christa Warden is the third daughter of Prince Warden.

The Warden family produced the second wise man and rose to the position of the Madose family, but for the past 100 years, they have been walking downhill without ever producing a worthy talent.

The Eight Great Factions would send ridicule, saying that the Warden family was over, or that there were only four Madose clans in the empire.

Christa was born amid such bad luck in the family.

The two older sisters above were not at the level of general talents, but were dunjae, so the Warden prince was betting everything on Christa.

‘The family’s revival must be in my hands… … .’

The magic square filled up in an instant, Christa said without taking her eyes off the rice paper.

“Did you get the function answer?”

“here.”

And Rain, Christa, who kept pace with the speed that was several times faster than the other students, raised the corner of her mouth as if she was satisfied.

“Okay, so now… … !”

However, there were people who looked at the situation with disapproval. It was Hubert.

‘They’re messing around.’

The Rofinum School is the School of Wind.

Biggie is voiceless and colorless.

A secret art of a school where magic produces neither sound nor color. As the traces of magic disappeared, even skilled wizards did not notice the existence of the magic cast.

Hubert, a late exponent, had already reached the level of the basic first class.

‘I don’t need any grandiose magic. There is a risk of getting… … And it’s not like it’s written on people in the first place.’

When a spring storm blew the whirlwind of flower petals on campus, a magic square rose silently from Hubert’s grasp and then crumbled.

‘If you just mix a little sharpness with the wind…’ … !’

The wind came in through the window and the curtains fluttered vigorously.

And when the wind arrived at Christa’s desk, which was the window seat, the paper that was fixed with a paperweight was bent here and there… … .

“uh… … ?”

There was a loud scratching sound, and the paper tore apart, and the magic square, which was supposed to fill in the last number, cracked.

“Bah, the wind… … ?”

Christa seemed to be perplexed, even her breathing was getting rough. Unbeknownst to me, thoughts leaked out to myself.

“I can’t use this magic square anymore. Again, I have to do it all over again… … .”

The writing brush is made up of a brush containing magical power, and if this magical circuit is physically broken, the magic will not be activated normally. The case where the paper was damaged was typical, as it is now.

‘The Vision of the Rohfinum School… … He’s playing a childish prank.’

The boy could see the faint afterimage of the magical power left in the wind. It was thanks to Bel Sidious’ ability to open eyes. A short sigh came out.

‘What’s left of this? Things are strange these days.’

At that time, Christa with an urgent expression reached out to Lane’s desk.

“Hwaseonji, give me yours!”

“?”

“You don’t have to be quick! There is no time!”

You have to redraw the magic square, engrave runes, and fill in mathematical expressions.

There are now 8 minutes left.

Even if you used 12 minutes, the solution process is already in your head, so if it’s within 8 minutes, somehow… … .

– Christa, I’m sorry that I made you suffer so badly.

I felt like I would shed tears if even one of the lines of my consciousness was cut off from the dismay of my misfortune.

I have to be the best.

I have to become the best to make my family the best again, but I can’t be expelled from the first day of college… … .

“It’s too much. Even if you die, you won’t be able to make it in time?”

“what?”

“Giving up quickly is also the answer.”

“You-”

“—If you’re going to do it that way.”

Christa, who was about to grab the boy by the collar, was surprised and the boy picked up the brush.

And a single stroke.

Drawing tens of thousands of times, elegant and perfect enough to be close to art, the familiar senses draw magic squares and runes in an instant on drawing paper.

“If you fall into a panic so easily just because the other person broke some magic, then how can you not be a wizard?”

“… … !”

“Remember this. To be a strong mage, you have to be calm at all times.”

In the world Rin lived in, even 8 minutes was not given.

The crossroads of victory are always one minute and one second.

What if it’s even a little late? Weeding is not even a joke. Because the result was death.

“I’ll lead this time, so you keep pace. Don’t just hold on to your ankles.”