Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 95 The decisive moment
Calming down, Miriam concentrated her magic.

It is known that his magic is like the process of making a dish, so what does the act of stabbing the dish out count as?
Do you want to stuff the entire dish directly into someone's mouth?
Just by imagining it, Miriam felt that the scene was extremely strange.

There is no doubt that Professor Dodge and Professor Ritas have different ways of casting spells. Miriam thinks that perhaps the caster's personality can be seen from these ways of casting spells.

Professor Ritas's words were undoubtedly cautious and flawless.

Therefore, his spellcasting always stays in the same place, with very few changes in movements, like a fortress that will never be shaken.

Although Professor Dodge is old, he is still a proactive person. Therefore, his magic is more aggressive, like a sharp blade out of its sheath.

If you ask which side is right, Miriam thinks both sides are right.

How to use magic is also determined by the situation and opponent you face.

On weekdays, he could just display all the dishes he needed to make around him as Professor Ritas taught him. He could eat them himself or share them with others. As long as he had everything prepared, he didn't have to worry.

And like now, facing a disgusting hungry ghost, he should take the initiative to slap the food on the other's face.

Am I thinking about something related to magic?

Miriam began to feel a little confused.

Meanwhile, magic particles continued to gather around the wand.

He truly felt the difference between a regular wand and a practice wand.

Professor Ritas always uses the term "output rate" to distinguish different types of magic wands. As for the specific meaning of output rate, Professor Ritas likens it to a magical faucet.

There is a fixed amount of water in a bucket, and this water passes through a magic faucet with a very low rate, and in the end you can only get a small cup. But if it is a magic faucet with a high rate, a bucket of water will become a lake.

Miriam still finds these explanations rather abstract.

He preferred the kitchen utensils metaphor.

The same ingredients, when used with simple and monotonous cookware, can only be used to cut the raw materials into slices. However, if high-performance and diverse cookware is used, even a single egg can be used to create many different dishes.

So how did it become a dish again?
While wondering how her own thinking pattern had become like this, Miriam slowly opened her eyes.

Although he was still in the stage of concentration, he knew that he was about to release the most powerful magic he had ever cast.

Miriam chanted the spell of wind elemental magic with the most accurate pronunciation, trying her best to suppress the magic from gushing out uncontrollably, and placed the wand in front of her chest.

Make use of the flexibility and strength of your upper waist!

Keeping in mind the advice given by Professor Dodge at the cost of his old waist, Miriam stretched her body and thrust the wand in her hand forward like a sharp blade.

At the tip of the straight-stretched magic wand, gust of wind magic suddenly exploded.

The howling of the wind was like an explosion.

Everyone present put down what they were doing and stared at the huge rock that was drawing a straight path in the sky.

boom!
The fleeting azure blue tail seemed to connect the two ends of the cliff.

The huge rock wrapped in blue flames accurately hit the outer wall of the parasitic core area.

The outer wall, which looked like black branches, was as flammable as one would imagine.

In an instant, the exploding flames spread upwards.

"pretty!"

After the goddess, who was good at providing emotional value, took the lead, everyone cheered.

Amidst the jubilation, Miriam, whose forehead was dripping with sweat, stared at the other end of the cliff in a daze because the magic cast by controlling a regular magic wand was more difficult than expected.

In fact, he felt that he had not done anything remarkable. He was a person of perception, and even though it was his first time using a regular wand and incorporating the casting action into it, he had never thought of the possibility of failure.

Moreover, a single boulder hitting the target was far from being enough to settle the matter. They needed more stones, more magic.
However, after listening to the sounds around her, Miriam's expression couldn't help but relax.

Although he is still trapped in the maze and unable to escape, at least at this moment, he is very happy.

A more mage approach.
Professor Dodge's description may be correct.

No matter what era it is, mages are not suitable to rush to the front as a vanguard. There are smarter ways of fighting that are more suitable for them.

Therefore, there was a plan to utilize everyone's strength to launch long-range stone throwing and arson.

But compared to things like "Mage", Miriam felt more in the process what it felt like to work towards a goal together with tacit companions, overcome hardships, and finally achieve it.

So, this is also a way of "relying more on peers."

But Miriam didn't think this feeling was bad, or perhaps he liked it this way.

Moreover, perhaps only when he was immersed in this feeling could he temporarily forget the anxious feeling of having to quickly acquire powerful strength.

Lava area.

"Ritas——"

The snake-headed monster with a tumor called "Engri" roared angrily.

In addition to the flaming meteors that were continuously summoned from the lava lake, the monster was also constantly using its huge snake head to tear apart the palace that was emitting a red glow.

And what is Ritas doing?
In the center of the Red Palace, Ritas was holding a page of a magic book with a miniature model of the palace on it, decorating the palace.
At first, the palace only had a rough framework and many places could not be examined in detail.

But now, in addition to the exquisite and solid outer walls of the palace, there are also various facilities inside the palace. Especially the hall where Ritas is standing, there are chandeliers, dance floors, carpets, spiral staircases and so on.

"Professor, if we make this palace more vivid, will it make its defense stronger?"

Ritas, who was concentrating on arranging the guest rooms in the palace, lost his focus after hearing Iris's doubts.

".Well, probably not?"

Ritas looked at Iris with some confusion, as if asking "why would you ask such a question?"

If placing some furniture inside could increase defensive capabilities, then the world would be full of impregnable fortresses.

"Then why is the professor doing these things?"

Iris also looked at Ritas with a puzzled expression.

Now she has bad news and good news.

The bad news was that there were endless monsters and terrifying leader monsters attacking them. The good news was that those monsters had been attacking for almost half an hour, but the red palace summoned by Ritas did not even shake.

Although, Professor Ritas's magic is indeed very powerful. It can even be said that it is so powerful that it is unbelievable. But, is it really okay to continue like this?
In Iris's opinion, no matter how powerful the defensive magic is, if you allow the opponent to continue attacking, sooner or later there will be a moment when it weakens and breaks.

If possible, she didn't want to wait until this moment came.

But all along, Ritas had no intention of fighting back except tinkering with the decoration of the palace.

Even if we put a few ballistas on the roof of the palace!
Facing Iris's repeated question, Ritas was silent for a moment, then whispered,

"I have nothing to do"

"professor!"

Iris couldn't help but hold her head with both hands.

Unlike Iris, Xia Lu, who was watching quietly on the side, always maintained a calm look on her face.

She could actually understand Iris.

After all, the terrifying-looking giant monster was within sight of the naked eye, constantly beating the translucent protective wall. If someone had a weaker mental state, they might have completely collapsed within the first few minutes.

That bloody mouth, that bright red snake tongue
From the perspective of the "dwarf", every attack seemed to be coming towards him, and every time it seemed to stop just within a short distance.

Professor Ritas's side might indeed be the safest place in this maze. However, it was only physically safe, not mentally.

At the same time, Xia Lu could vaguely guess what Ritas was doing. He had been making the palace more gorgeous and exquisite, which was probably a mockery.

It was the first time that Xia Lu saw someone mocking in this way.

Although this kind of taunting seems very high-end and elegant, if it is replaced by a wizard with a strong sense of self-esteem, he may explode in a few minutes. However, facing this monster, this high-level taunting method is not necessarily more effective than directly cursing a few swear words at the wizard.

During the decoration period, Ritas was actually not idle.

He kept questioning the leader monster.

For example, why were they targeting him, why was Engel here, how did he escape from the academy, and how did he obtain the "secret treasure"?

However, the leader monster did not answer a word. Both the human mouth above and the snake mouth below were roaring meaningless words such as "Ritas, die--".

At some moments, Ritas looked helpless.

He really hated and was not good at dealing with this kind of uncommunicative existence.

As for why Ritas is trying to provoke the leader monster.

Apart from the desire to get the question out of the way, the circumstances around you may be able to answer this question.

Compared to the beginning, the entire lava area has become much darker.

Farther away from the lava lake and waterfall, most of the lava has been extinguished. Moreover, from the cracks in the ground beneath your feet, you can see that the flames underground are getting weaker and weaker.

As long as you observe carefully, this phenomenon is quite obvious.

But unlike Xia Lu, who had been in battle for a long time, Iris, who was basically an ordinary person except that she was a little bigger than usual, had her whole brain buzzing with the sound of monsters hammering at the palace, and she had no spare time to observe her surroundings.

As for Xia Lu, although she could roughly see what Ritas did, she didn't know how he did it.

This red palace was most likely built by Ritas by taking the power from the maze. Therefore, the harder the monsters attacked the palace, the faster the power in the maze would drain away. Ritas himself, on the other hand, had almost no consumption.

However, even if the parasitic core does not parasitize the maze for a long time and is showing signs of instability everywhere, can such a thing really be done easily?
On the other hand, when will the parasites in the maze discover that their power is being "stolen" by Ritas?

"My child. My child is still so young! He could have been our king. If it weren't for you, because of you——! Ritas——"

"."

The leader monster began to roar again.

Listening to these words that did not sound intellectual at all, Xia Lu felt that he might never discover in his lifetime that Ritas was wantonly squandering the power of the labyrinth.

All I can say is that Ritas was still a little too cautious.

If Xia Lu were in Ritas's perspective, she would not use words like "I'm free anyway" to conceal her purpose, but would plot even louder and not take her opponent seriously at all.

As the leader monster roared again, the monsters in the maze launched a new round of offensive.

As time went by, some of the sludge monsters began to show the characteristics of adults. More truly threatening monsters and fallen demon larvae appeared on the battlefield.

But...it's still in vain.

No matter how desperately these monsters and fallen demons clung to the outer walls of the Crimson Palace, even if they turned the entire palace into a muddy black color, this scene could not last long.

It's not that the Red Palace, which absorbs the power of the maze, seems to have no upper limit in terms of defense.
Roar--!
As the leader monster started to go berserk again, it used flaming meteors and other means to shake the red palace and the entire maze violently.

The low-level monsters that had surrounded the Crimson Palace with great difficulty were all destroyed by their own leader.

This cruel yet somewhat ridiculous scene highlights the gap between the maze parasites and Ritas, like beasts and humans.

This is a battlefield where it seems that one side is suppressed to the point where it can only allow the opponent to bombard and smash it, but the gap in strength between the two sides is completely opposite to the apparent situation.

And suddenly, changes occurred on this battlefield, which had been able to hold its own for the time being.

The red palace built by Ritas suddenly swayed and blurred.

However, even when faced with the crimson palace that could collapse at any time, Iris, who had remained tense, did not scream.

This was because the condition of the leader monster seemed to be even worse than that of the Crimson Palace.

As "Engri" on the snake's head roared in pain, the monster formed by shadow vines, mud monsters, leader monsters, and fallen demon larvae suddenly broke into pieces.

"This is."

"It seems that student Miriam has successfully cut off the connection between the parasitic core and the maze."

Ritas, who was still "pinching" the sofa, breathed a sigh of relief.

His state was obviously not as relaxed and comfortable as it looked.

"In that case, it's about time for us to deal with the leader monster and let the maze respectfully present the exit to us."

The miniature palace on the pages of the magic book and the huge red protective wall quickly disappeared.

Next, it’s time to resolve everything.

(End of this chapter)