Chapter 781

Episode 781

“Ugh. done. “Let’s set up camp.”

Gainando spoke with a sullen expression, not knowing that Rafadel was inwardly astonished.

No matter what I did, the world seemed gray because of the summoned beast that had now been reverse-summoned. Sёarᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“This bastard. Are you suddenly trying to act dignified by yourself…! “Cowardly!”

“What are you talking about? Let’s set up camp. Do you want to see Lee Han get angry?”

Gainando was dumbfounded when Rafadel said something different.

I was already distraught because one of my summons had been reverse-summoned, so what kind of nonsense was this?

“Keuuk. “Don’t think it’s over.”

‘Did he drink something wrong?’

Gainando wondered if his friend had inhaled hallucinogenic powder while passing through the forest area.

Why do you keep talking nonsense…

“Call a summoner and dig around here.”

By the time you reach the second year of Einrogard, you have the ability to camp anywhere, regardless of whether you are a noble or a slave.

Gainando checked the surrounding terrain and pointed with his finger to make a request. It was convenient in many ways to have a small moat dug near the campsite.

“Wouldn’t your summons be more comfortable? Because he’s bigger…”

“Was there such a thing?”

Kainando played it cool. Of course, it didn’t work on Rafadel.

After signing the contract, it was not easy for Guy Nando to forget it as he boasted about it 131 times a day.

“A big guy with spiked gloves. “He would be a good fit for something like this.”

“I don’t know.”

“that’s right! Thorn Revenant. “It was that kind of name.”

“…I’ve been countersummoned! That’s it!”

Gainando was so upset that he threw the bone.

Despite being hit in the face with a bone, Rafadel was embarrassed instead of angry.

The undead summon was completely destroyed and was reverse-summoned.

This was quite important to the warlock.

Not only did it take quite a while to recover, but even if it did, it was difficult to know whether the contract would be maintained.

The undead summons were mean and violent and did not understand the wizards’ situation well.

“Was it that intense? sorry.”

“…it’s okay. “Do the work for me.”

“I can’t either.”

“what? “What are you talking about?”

Gainando was puzzled when Rafadel hesitated.

As Rafael was also a member of the black magic school, there were contracted summons.

“Were you reverse summoned too?”

“No… that’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

“…Oh, you look tired today, so I want to let you rest.”

“……”

Gainando couldn’t believe his ears.

The undead pet looks tired and I want to give it a rest.

…What the hell is this…?

“What… what are you talking about? “Is this what the contract says?”

“No… there was no such contract.”

“Then order it.”

“You’re pitiful…”

‘…How much do you care about your undead summons??’

Gaynando was shocked.

Of all the warlocks I have ever seen, Rafael was taking care of his summoned beast with the greatest care!

“You said black magic was a means! “When I signed a contract with an undead summoner, I said I was just hiring them to get to know the enemy!”

“That’s what you meant to do!”

“Then call me! “What are you doing to get some rest?”

“This… okay. It’s meant to catch you off guard and deceive you. If you treat me well, I’ll let down my guard…”

“…You’re lying!! “You’re telling me to believe that!”

Guynando and Rafael fought for nearly 10 minutes with arguments like ‘Admit that you like the undead’ and ‘No, I hate the undead.’

And then they admitted that they were running parallel paths.

“Huh huh huh… okay. Neither of us should use summons…”

“That’s right. I’m glad you understand. … Then how are you going to sell the surroundings?”

“Are you good at dirt magic?”

“No… you?”

“I’m also good at earth magic…”

The two looked at each other.

There was only one way left.

* * *

“??”

“Why are you doing that with the shovel?”

Friends working on the other side were puzzled as they looked at Guynando and Rafadel.

Why is the wizard doing that with a shovel?

“It’s the secret of black magic.”

“Well… really?”

My friends thought there might be a summons in black magic, but they passed on it for now.

Because they had too much work to do and they didn’t know much about black magic.

“…Why are you doing that with a shovel?”

Of course, even Lee Han could not be fooled. Lee Han looked at Rafadel with puzzled eyes.

Even if it’s because Gainando doesn’t have any summons, why even that guy?

“…I, too, was actually reverse-summoned…”

“Lee Han! “This bastard says he won’t make his pet work today because he looks like he’s having a hard time!”

“hey!”

Rafael was shocked, but Lee Han had already heard everything.

Lee Han looked at Rafadel with eyes of astonishment.

“I see. Rapadel. I understand you. “Well, it’s good to save on summons.”

-and! What a good warlock!

“no! “No!”

Rafadel felt even more embarrassed when he spoke to me warmly, thinking that it would have been better to just laugh at him.

The descendants of the Gral family are misunderstood as lovers of the undead!

“I’m really saying this so I can use it later!”

“Okay… I understand…”

Lee Han left Rafadel crying behind him and checked the campsite.

‘Anyway, the quality seems to go up every time I do it.’

Unlike other grades that play separately from each other, the current Einrogard second graders have a lot of experience working together (forcedly) in crisis situations.

Maybe that’s why it seemed like the level was getting higher and higher when we created camps like this together.

In the past, people would dig a hole in front, sprinkle powder to prevent poisonous insects or snakes, use large rocks as windbreaks, and gather around the campfire… The

current campsite is a moat dug at a neat angle, water mixed with an expulsion potion flows, and the campsite walls are tightly built. A warning spell was placed on it, and a high watchtower was built inside to send a signal so that students who had not yet arrived could see it…

“Aren’t the walls of the camp too rough?”

“Shall we change the color with magic?”

Everyone seemed to have some free time, starting with students who wanted to paint and decorate the camp wall, and even students who wanted to place a monument at the entrance.

‘…I wonder if I really need to draw a picture of a skeleton principal.’

Lee Han shook his head as he watched his friends painting a mural of defeating evil skeletons on the wall surrounding the camp.

It was a waste of stamina and magical power, but I couldn’t stop him because he liked it so much.

“Wardanaz. This way! this way!”

After finishing work on their own area, the friends made tea inside the camp and called out to Lee Han. A pot on top of a small campfire was boiling and making a bubbling sound.

“We were talking about tents. “It would be convenient to have a tent with space magic.”

The campground was a lot better now than before, but the friends were still aiming high.

How comfortable would it be if you could place tents with space expansion magic inside your campsite?

At that point, there was no longer a need for such a large task. It would be enough to simply block off the surrounding area and stay inside the tent.

Lee Han was slightly impressed by that sight.

‘I didn’t think much of it. ‘I can’t believe everyone is so proactive.’

“I guess so. But space magic artifacts are really difficult to make. “Do you have a plan?”

Making a large artifact itself was difficult, and space magic was also difficult, so it was difficult for even Einroguard students to obtain it.

“Hehe. there is! Wodanaz!”

“oh. what? Are you collaborating with your seniors to make it together?”

Lee Han felt rewarded for the first time in his life listening to magic from various schools.

If it was a project like this, Lee Han wanted to do it too and felt like he could play an active part in it.

‘I really want to have a tent with space expansion magic.’

“If I were to work, I would like to use Seonggak-gwan’s workshop. The facilities there are good. Among them, Professor Verdus’ workshop area is the best. You can secretly use it when the professor is not around. “What school are your seniors from?”

The friends looked embarrassed when they saw Lee Han speaking passionately.

“Actually, I was talking about stealing things from my seniors…” “

……”

It seemed like it would be impossible to make something even after I graduated, so stealing from my seniors seemed like the least possibility.

“…That’s right. Right.”

“Wardanaz, I was going to ask you to lead the way…”

Lee Han and his party were silent for a while and sipped their black tea.

Asan, who was watching, opened his mouth to lighten the mood.

“Actually, I heard about an artifact with a space expansion spell.”

“Oh really?!”

“What is it, a moon card??”

“It’s an ancient relic. It’s a tent the size of a sleeping bag, but once you go inside, it’s about half the size of the campsite…” “

!!”

“Where did you read that!? “Which dungeon are you in?!”

The students shouted, determined to immediately enter the dungeon and find the ancient artifact.

“…Senior Sun has it.”

“……”

“……”

The friends fell silent again. Lee Han finished his tea and spoke.

“Well… there’s no law that says you can’t steal something from your senior.”

“Wardanaz!!”

“yes!? “I believed it!”

‘Shouldn’t these guys be in the location change club?’

Lee Han was a little worried inside.

* * *

While we set up camp and waited, the Summoning School students arrived one by one.

When everyone gathered, Asan cleared his throat and took out a map.

“ruler. everyone. While waiting, I measured the height and length here, and roughly…”

“

……”

“……”

The students sighed deeply when they saw the newly drawn map and the wide blank space on the map. I exhaled.

It seemed like I would have to travel around this dimension all semester to check and fill out a map of this size.

“Let’s start from the top of the central area here. Everyone, cheer up.”

“Professor Millay is also disappointed. “How can you tell me to do this for one semester?”

“Maybe all professors are like that. “We just didn’t notice.”

‘You say something extraordinary.’

Lee Han greatly sympathized with what someone had just said.

It is true that professors are racially evil. Sometimes there are professors who seem kind, but that’s usually a student’s mistake…

“Huh, huh. Wodanaz.”

Among the group that set out to check the summit of the central area, Lee Han was at the front.

This kind of exploration requires wizards with outstanding skills at the front and back to easily respond to emergency situations.

Asan, breathing heavily, spoke to Lee Han, who was walking ahead.

“What’s going on?”

“No, it’s not like that. that.”

Asan was about to speak, but he hesitated, as if he was a little embarrassed.

“The Wardanaz family is a famous dimensional expert in the Empire.”

“So… that’s it, right?”

“Well… Among the stories I heard before, there was a story about the Wardanaz family leaving marks in various places while exploring the dimension…”

Leaving a mark containing information about the surrounding area for other wizards who might arrive later is the best way to explore the dimension. It was one of the things wizards often did.

As he came from a family that had been the imperial treasurer for generations, Asan was quite knowledgeable about these rumors.

“that’s right. “It will happen.”

“…Is there any chance of finding such a mark here?”

“…Asan…”

“I know! “I know!”

Asan blushed and made an excuse.

Even to think of it, it was an incredibly absurd expectation.

Finding a mark left by the Wardanaz family in one of the infinite dimensions would be less likely than finding a needle in a haystack…

“No matter what. How can you find such a sign? Wouldn’t you rather be looking forward to meeting the family members?”

“There are a lot more marks left behind, so the probability is higher…”

Asan said, unable to let go of his regrets.

This was because the map that needed to be filled felt terrible.

“Give up. Asan. I sometimes used to calculate the probability of a meteorite falling on Einrogard, but it didn’t make much sense. …Uh, brother?”

Lee Han was surprised to see his second brother, Arsil Wardanaz, writing a book with the help of spirits at the top of the central area in the distance.