People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Author: Lemonhead

Summary:

He was reviewing the Elden Ring at home, but accidentally got electrocuted to death.

After waking up, he came to the border area where stars, moon and gold coexisted, and awakened Escanor's solar magic.

But I found that the sun at this junction had long lost its power...

Moreover, here I met teacher Seren who had not been exiled, Lani who had not yet abandoned her body, my mother-in-law who was still sane, as well as Marika and Radagon who were alive.

This is even worse than the start of hell!

After a while, Reinhardt had an epiphany.

Is the power of the sun actually such an inconvenient thing?

Miguel's lava magic, the fire giant's prayer, as long as it is a flame, can it not be the sun? !

So he grabbed Xia Bolili beside him and asked:

"Son, tell me where the fire is?!"

Volume One

01. I, Reinhardt, am a magic apprentice

A magnificent pavilion stands on a majestic mountain peak on the shore of Lake Lienya.

A breeze blew across the lake and blew here, blowing off the green leaves and raising two flags. They were the flags representing Kalia's Moon Royal Family and Star Magic Academy respectively.

This is the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic.

Under the starry sky that looks like an eternal night, every classroom is conducting research and teaching on pyroxene magic.

"Pyroxene magic is the magic of finding the power within pyroxene and unleashing it.

You may wonder: Where does that power come from?

....The so-called pyroxene is amber formed from stars.

Golden amber contains the power of ancient life fragments, and similarly, pyroxene also contains the power of star life fragments.

So, remember:

Pyroxene Magic is about exploring the stars and the lives of the stars.”

On the podium of the large classroom, a witch wearing a headpiece inlaid with green pyroxene flowers was teaching the magic apprentices below about the origin of pyroxene magic.

This set of rhetoric is repeated in almost every class, and my ears are almost callused from it.

But the group of diligent magic apprentices below were still happily taking notes.

There was only one magic apprentice who was out of tune with everyone else and was yawning there.

"How boring! I've heard this so many times I can even recite it backwards..."

Lying on the table, he muttered quietly.

His name is Reinhardt, the same as a certain Lai Aotian, but he does not have the strength of Lai Aotian.

Not only that, he is also a member of the glorious army of time travelers.

The reason for the time travel was also very strange. He was still reviewing the Elden Ring for the third round in front of the computer, but the damn newbie ran over and kicked over the water bottle with the lid still on.

A whole bottle of water spilled onto the power supply, and before he could react, everything in front of him suddenly went dark.

When I woke up again, I found myself in the magic academy.

The annoying thing is, although he also has black hair and black eyes and looks like an Asian, this body is not his own, and his name is inherited from this body.

"What a fragile body."

This time, what he complained about every time he looked in the mirror was indeed true. He looked very weak, completely different from the big and strong physique of other people.

It was as if it was very difficult to pick up a heavy sword, and the only thing he could do was wave a magic wand.

It would be nice to be a wizard and practice stone-swinging magic, but unfortunately I am just a magic apprentice without a mask, and in this shabby place at the border.

It can be called a triple blessing. This shabby start is simply hellish difficulty. Even getting a Satan tattoo would probably be of no use.

He’s almost catching up with the Chosen One.

Fortunately, he did not come to this border area empty-handed. There was a red tattoo in the shape of a lion's head on his back, which should correspond to the position of his heart.

If I remember correctly, that should be the tattoo of Escanor, the sin of pride among the seven deadly sins.

Every time I use pyroxene magic, I can feel a faint burning force.

But there is a very important question -

This thing is useless without the sun!!!

Oh no, remember that there is indeed a sun at the end of the horizon, and it can occasionally be seen above Lijenia.

But unfortunately, the sun has lost its original power and is always obscured by the huge golden tree with lush branches and leaves.

So, there is no difference whether you have it or not.

If he had a little sunshine, he would have the confidence to leave this damn magic academy and go out and try his luck.

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

At this moment, while he was distracted, the lecturer who had just been on the stage came to him.

"Reinhardt, do you think I didn't say anything right?"

Her voice was soft, yet full of sternness.

"Uh... no no no, Professor Serlian, you explained it very well. I was distracted. I'm sorry."

"...be careful next time."

Without saying much, he just left these words lightly, turned around and walked back to the podium to continue explaining the so-called pyroxene magic.

Seeing this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the witch's face cannot be seen clearly because of the hood, she must be very angry, right?

Or don't care at all?

After all, not everyone is qualified to graduate from magic apprenticeship and obtain the symbol of the academy's recognition - the pyroxene stone suit.

And the most important point is -

That's right, the legendary "Magic Cube Witch" Se Lian, who is "full of evil", is the instructor of the apprentice classroom where he is now.

It seems that he has not yet become the Origin Magician and was expelled by the Full Moon Queen Lena, and his body has not been sealed in the Witch Ruins. Moreover, King Radagon is still there, so it seems that the timeline is still very early.

Haha, one more reason to despair.

This damned place hasn't even experienced the war between the academy and Kalia and the Shattered War. It will be even harder to survive in the future.

I still have to become stronger quickly.

This is the only way to live a good life.

He took a deep breath, changed his previous lazy attitude, and listened carefully to what Teacher Serlian was saying about pyroxene magic on the podium.

"The magic we use originates from pyroxene. In the ancient past, there was a group of magicians who had already glimpsed the secrets of pyroxene, among whom..."

The sound from the podium suddenly stopped. Se Lian's eyes moved away from the scroll in his hand. He raised his head as if he had noticed something, and his eyes swept across the classroom below inconspicuously. Then he put his eyes back on the scroll and continued with the class.

However, this time, the corners of his mouth beneath the hood raised slightly into a smile.

After an unknown amount of time, the class finally ended. The apprentices left the classroom one after another, and Reinhardt followed the crowd to the square garden of the academy.

The Rhea Lukalia School of Magic is worthy of being called the Palace of Knowledge. Everywhere there is a feeling of low-key luxury yet grandeur, somewhat similar to the cathedrals seen in the previous life.

Moreover, these buildings are continuous, and you can tell at a glance that it is easy to get lost.

However, in the place he came to, basically only the group of magicians wearing amethyst goggles from each classroom gathered here to exchange their experiences. Magic apprentices like him were rare.

Although there is no explicit ban in the academy, magic apprentices who have not yet graduated will definitely be looked down upon if they come here.

Just like it is now.

He didn't know how many eyes were looking at him with contempt, as if he were trash.

This group of guys has an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Little did they know that among this group of people, there were many who had studied for many years, or even nearly ten years, before graduating from magic apprenticeships without headgear, and finally got a headgear in one of the classrooms.

Compared to him, who has only studied in the academy for a year, he is far behind.

Therefore, he didn't care about the gazes of these guys at all, and even stretched his body heavily.

“It’s just like college life.”

Whether it's the length of the class, this college, or these people.

Everyone appears to be bright and friendly on the surface, but behind the scenes they are doing things that harm others and themselves.

However, according to the records in the books, it seems that the talents of the students of the Rhea Lukalia Magic Academy in the past were not so bad.

The geniuses that emerged from it are like stars in the sky, so numerous that they are countless.

But it is said that it became what it is today after a certain magic failed.

That magic seems to be called...

A magical realm?

02.Teacher, you don’t want to make me into a ball, do you?

The Realm of Magic is an ancient magic passed down from the Magic Academy in the distant past.

Carving a pyroxene magic circle on the ground can help people standing in the magic circle improve their magical abilities.

It is said that in the past, starting from the highest bell tower of the academy, the magic circle of the magic realm once covered the entire academy.

Talent and gifts like drizzle fall from the sky, irrigating every apprentice.

The successful experience contained therein will make people instantly realize the inspiration therein──

It can make a baby who can't walk yet grow into a qualified pyroxene magician in the blink of an eye.

But at some point, the magical realm engraved on the clock tower became invalid, and this pyroxene magic was lost.

At the same time, the overall quality of the magic academy also fell to the bottom.

"Hey, did you hear that? There was almost a fight between the people in Olivenis' classroom and the people in Lazley's classroom during the seminar."

"Yes, yes. I heard that it was the people from the Haimo classroom who intervened to calm the two sides down."

"Tsk tsk tsk, those guys in Razley's classroom really deserve it! Heretics like them should be kicked out of the academy!"

In front of him, groups of three or two gathered together to discuss the major events that happened in the college.

Although their voices were very low, he could hear them clearly from his position.

However, he just shrugged his shoulders in disapproval of this matter.

Because this is not surprising at all, it can be said to be commonplace.

You know, the Lazli classroom is one of the most annoying ones in the magic academy. People in both the Caleros classroom and the Olivenis classroom hate them very much, and even the Haymo classroom, which is responsible for judging and settling disputes, is no exception.

After all, the Razli classroom is about learning Kalia magic and pursuing the great ideal of treating the moon and stars equally.

Although the Magic Academy is now under the leadership of the Kalia Royal Family and the Full Moon Queen Reinara, most of the people there still privately hold a disdainful and even hostile attitude towards the Kalia Royal Family, calling the people in the Razli classroom the royal family's running dogs.

The relationship between the Kalia royal family and the magic academy is only superficial.

In fact, there are undercurrents and everyone has their own ulterior motives.

But having said that, the classroom allocation in the magic academy is quite interesting.

In addition to the classroom dedicated to teaching this group of mask-less magic apprentices, there is also the Caleros classroom for exploring comet magic, the Olivenis classroom for exploring meteor magic, the Shuangxian classroom for learning a wide range of types of magic, the Razli classroom for learning Kalia magic, and the Haimo classroom for using magic and physical methods to settle disputes.

Oh yes, in addition to these classrooms, there is also a group of pyroxene magicians who left the academy and wandered around. They all wore the Arotas pyroxene head mask, and Master Wehler was the representative among them.