The Blockhead Became an Overpowered Magician

17 – Kagon Academy (2)

“Wizard. The president asks you to come in.”

Following the secretary’s instructions, Ern entered the president’s office.

‘It seems the story went well.’

As the conversation dragged on, she was worried that the president might be angry at the sudden request for greetings.

Arbas and Rosare’s faces brightened. Additionally, the president had an expression of anticipation on his face.

‘Oh, I’m anxious….’

After seeing Arbas’ appearance, Ern began to roll his eyes even harder, discreetly. And he came up with some illusion magic that the rector likes to use.

First of all, distorting space.

If the room is too wide or too narrow, we had to check whether the space was obstructed.

‘Not this.’

Ern had roughly estimated the size of the room as he walked down the hallway earlier.

The second is to place suspicious furniture.

If you see a door in a wall that clearly shouldn’t be behind it, or an impossibly deep closet or closet, it’s illusion magic.

‘The furniture is still fine?’

Ern continued to observe from time to time while greeting people with courtesy.

Even if you are a parachute, you must not let down your guard in front of the interviewer!

“President. It is an honor to meet you.”

“You are Ern. Come and sit down.”

“Thank you.”

“I heard a story from the tower owner. He said he protected our students from unknown wizards.”

“That’s too much praise. I only helped a little bit with the activities of the knights of the Winter Castle.”

hahahahahoho While we were talking to each other, Ern kept thinking.

‘Surely there isn’t one? No, but in the current situation, it’s definitely worth a fantasy, right? If so, then….’

If you create a large illusion, such as summoning an unfamiliar bookshelf in the library or creating a seat that was not there in the corner of the classroom, it will naturally be easy to get caught later.

‘This will probably be a method used later…. But now that I think about it, since it is a position that selects professors, I might as well give it a try.’

-hehehehe. Awesome that you found this Mimic! A good wizard must always be on guard. You are a great student!

The president’s voice, which I had heard one day, passed through my mind.

Mimic.

Mimic is a tricky monster that can transform into the shape of an object. It camouflages itself with objects around it, and attacks when people inadvertently get close.

When you think of Mimic, you usually think of a treasure chest that snatches adventurers from a dungeon.

But that’s the transformation method used by full-grown adults, and the tiny baby Mimic imitates small objects.

Ern glanced at the president’s desk. She did not observe openly. He took care to move his head and gaze naturally.

This was to prepare for the possibility that everything was an illusion and there was no illusion magic or mimic.

‘If you do that, you’ll become a person who just rolls his eyes distractedly in front of adults… !’

If you look carefully, you can spot Mimics. This is because Mimic only imitates an object, not a perfect copy.

When Mimic transforms, a sense of discomfort arises.

It’s a shoe, but it doesn’t have a shoelace hole, it’s a door, but the handle is on the wrong side, or it’s a watch, but it only has three hour hands.

‘… Or the books are all mixed up like that.’

Among the books posted, only one had messy writing.

It wasn’t a script that Ern couldn’t read, like rune.

Can we call that a language in the first place? It was just scribbles without any form or rules, like a child’s scribbles.

From No ble mt L dot c om

Ern was convinced that it was a mimic illusion created by the president.

Mimic reacts sensitively to its surrounding environment. If it senses that it has been discovered, it immediately turns around and sharply attacks anyone nearby.

-Tsk tsk. Even though she suspected Mimic, she didn’t attack it right away. If this wasn’t my fantasy, you’d be dead already. Let’s work a little harder.

What had to be done was decided.

2 Circle magic was cast simultaneously.

“!”

***

Arbas cast illusion magic and sent a signal to his secretary.

As the wizard came in, Rosera, who had accepted the offer, sat silently.

Rogera was curious as to whether he would be able to discover magic. Besides, giving her hints was just an act of losing face to her and her Ern.

“President. It is an honor to meet you.”

‘He’s polite and not arrogant.’

Wizards who excelled when they were young often had outstanding personalities. In a negative way.

It was because my horizons were not wide due to my young age. They were arrogant because they had not yet met the wall.

In that respect, Arbas was satisfied with Erne’s attitude.

As the natural conversation took place, Arbas slowly began to give up his expectations.

‘Hmm…. It’s not easy to find after all.’

Opening their eyes and looking for strange things in their surroundings was something that only upper-grade students at the Academy, who were accustomed to their own teaching methods, did.

To begin with, the place was an environment where it was easy to let one’s guard down.

This is the president’s office where the 7th Circle wizard resides. Moreover, with an 8th circle wizard coming as a guest, it was naturally perceived as a safe place.

‘Tsk tsk. It was something I couldn’t even imagine back then….’

After all, a battle wizard must always be alert to his surroundings!

‘Even if this is the royal palace, you can’t relax…. Especially if it’s Mimic.’

Mimic is a monster that is difficult to detect magically, using mana in strange ways to change its appearance into objects. So, if you hide in a nearby object, it will be a pain in the ass.

Furthermore, even if detected, one had to react quickly. The ideal response would be to kill the Mimic before it loses its camouflage.

The thorn attack fired by Mimic is like an assassin’s stab. Fast and sharp.

Because of this, there was ample room for even high-ranking wizards to be attacked by Mimic. It would be over if a thorn got stuck in my neck before I could cast the defense spell.

‘It can’t be helped….’

No matter how veteran he is, he is still young. Arbas expressed his regret and continued.

“So you participated in the duke’s procession and then fought-“

The eyes of the wizard sitting in front of him fall on the book. His pupils dilate.

There was no delay in judgment.

Fire, water, and wind attacks were cast immediately.

“!”

Illusion magic responds to his attacks. The calculation result was ‘successful subjugation’.

Therefore, the Phantom Mimic took on the appearance of being dead before it could change its form.

The entire process took less than 1 second.

“Heh heh… Heh heh heh!”

A satisfied smile burst out.

‘I think I left a good impression.’

While Erne was using the skill, the thought ‘What if it’s a real book?’ Crossed her mind for about 0.1 Second, but fortunately her worry was unfounded.

‘I think using multiple properties was the right answer.’

Mimic has two forms: transformation mode and body mode. And when in transformation mode, the gnome consumes his stamina to imitate the object.

If water touches it when disguising it as a book, it imitates water-soaked paper.

Because of this characteristic, it was possible to instantaneously accelerate the consumption of Mimic’s stamina by quickly attacking it with various elements while in transformation mode. And that meant additional damage was awarded.

‘… Anyway, I think you’re going to run out of breath.’

When I saw my old grandfather smiling so brightly, I naturally became worried.

“hehehehe-kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

“….”

This worry was not unfounded.

“Hmm. Honestly, I was surprised. Anyway, how did you notice?”

Rather than explaining in detail, Erne decided to give a simple answer that she thought the president would like.

“A wizard must always be aware of his surroundings.”

“That’s right! That’s true. A wizard should always do that.”

Arbas nodded his head with a satisfied smile. He was a well-spoken young man.

“But that’s the thing. Even if I suspected Mimic, it wouldn’t have been easy to immediately think of using magic…”

“I believe that you should not lose your mind anytime, anywhere. Moreover, it is a Mimic. So, I decided that I should attack it at the risk of being disrespectful.”

How amazing is this!

Arbas really liked the way Ern answered as if he was looking into his heart.

“Excellent. Very excellent.”

‘His observation skills and speed of judgment are excellent. Plus, that casting speed….’

There was no way Ern had prepared magic in advance. It was clear that as soon as she noticed the Mimic, she calculated magic appropriate to the situation.

‘It was three magics at the same time….’

Arbas recalled the story told by Rogera and Ern.

‘Did you say you experienced all kinds of hardships in the North? . ‘That’s quite understandable.’

“The top lord has a great academy member.”

Rogera answered with a humble smile.

“I just got lucky.”

“Okay… Ern. I look forward to working with you.”

“Thank you. I will do my best.”

I passed. Ern was inwardly delighted as this made her plan easier.

Until the president unleashed an attack spell.

‘No sh*t!’