The Magic Academy's Physicist-Chapter 188: [Boss Fight] Steam Rain (6)

[(Cataclysm) Easy guide for DA newbies on how to kill king turtle][Recommended item : Ironproof Potion, Spear of Agadan (or World Tree root venom), Anti-brainwash totems (x5)]]

[No need for an Elemental since it’s an early Trial, though it does help]

[If you don’t have the spear or root, you can do the hidden route.]

ㄴ what theres a hidden route?

ㄴ where you do it with aether

ㄴ possible if you get her on your side before she goes oppenheimer

[If you’ve been managing Aether’s stress level, then she’ll make you some weird item at the invention contest. Go to the secret room in Careas Hall and you’ll find a box-looking thing about a meter in size. Just need to grab this when you’re friendly enough with Aether and go to where Tortoise is.]

ㄴ oho

ㄴ so there rly do be something

ㄴ wtf its not there

ㄴㄴ did you not get the DLC?

ㄴㄴ it won’t show up if you don’t have the expansion pack. you’ll have to do it the normal way

[This is the EMP. As you know the beasts are all machinery. If you blast them with the EMP when their armors are down, Cataclysm or not they’re done for.]

[If Aether’s still at the academy then Flare would have been finished, yeah? Bring a few of them and concentrate on one spot until you can see the inner layer.]

ㄴ Even if you don’t have flare, you can cut through the inner layer with a single wind cutter if you go for the stomach.

ㄴ is this fr

[Stick the staff in the first leg and use whatever harpooning spell. The important thing here is to not fall off til the end. You can be stomped to death by the back legs if you screw up.]

[Anw, go and install the EMP made by Aether. The explosive scroll is already set up so just stick it on and get out.]

ㄴ so I put it on, how do you trigger it?

ㄴㄴ power it on

ㄴㄴ how?

ㄴㄴ current

ㄴ u need an elec mage in ur party

ㄴ but most goldeneyeds are in the demon army

ㄴ so you can’t beat it if you don’t have aether or leninya

ㄴㄴ tbh Leninya’s useless except for fighting Gilach, it’s better to go with Aether

This chapt𝙚r is updated by freeωebnovēl.c૦m.

[Anw if you do that you can beat it without the main characters dying]

ㄴ when I did this the 4th trial happened and beat the shit out of me, shitty game

ㄴ fuuuck this bitch aether hit max lvl stress after it was all over and popped a nuke at the end what do I do?

ㄴ huh dark day didn’t happen for me

ㄴ do the spring of purification quest

ㄴ had on time to go there

ㄴㄴ* no

Aether.... Where’s Aether?

Wherever he looked, there was no sign of the Golden-Eyed girl.

This isn’t good.

To defeat Vanta Tortoise, that turtle in front of him, he needed Aether’s help.

“What is the Imperial court doing in a time like this!”

“They say it’s because of the Princes, apparently. Won’t it all be over if the First Prince dies, then?”

The tents where the survivors were gathered was basically chaos.

The scene of incitement and fabrication. It was a mess both inside and out. But Vermel had no time to care about them.

The brainwashing will be done once the reverse circle is activated, anyway.

In the end, he couldn’t find Aether. Vermel had no choice but to run over to where Heerlein would be.

There he found Erika, Jarod, and Freyr as well.

“Romel! Where were you!”

Rubbing her ironized arm, Erika asked with a grimace.

Instead of replying, Vermel released the cosmetic spell on his face. Romel vanished a moment ago. It was time to go back to being ‘Vermel Horde’.

“......You!”

Those who knew who he was went wide-eyed. Only Heerlein looked back once and nodded, as she had been informed in advance by the chairman that Vermel was readmitted to the school as an exchange student.

“It’s a long story.”

Vermel summarized the whole situation as much as possible.

A lot of things that were hard to believe happened in a short amount of time–the Prince being freed, the Emperor dying, a Cataclysm appearing in the middle of the Academy.

There was no one who was too freaked out by the fact that Romel was actually Vermel.

Vermel went up to Freyr who was hunched in on herself.

“Long time no see, Freyr. Can you help me?”

“Huh...? Help with what?”

“We have to take down the turtle no matter what.”

Freyr was a girl capable enough to transmute an anti-tank gun and fire it. She would definitely be a force if he added her to the party.

But this Youko girl was hesitating. Shoulders shaking, teeth chattering–she wasn’t looking so confident.

The girl was exceptionally skilled, but she lacked field experience. She might have often taken down mid, high-level Beasts on Pitchblende Mountain, but something that big was a first. And so Freyr was scared to act.

It couldn’t be helped. Vermel decided to use a cheat key.

“This is for Aether, too.”

At that, the eyes of the shaking girl changed completely.

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“Think about it. If this is the end of Tilette, what would Aether think?”

“......She’d be sad.”

“And the others?”

“It’d be the same.”

Freyr nodded at last, determined to at least do something for now.

Was it recklessness or bravery?

They would know the answer once they tried.

“Kugh....”

Heerlein, who’d been operating golems, felt her mana depleting and retreated.

Tortoise was a problem, but the dead in front who were getting closer were a huge obstacle.

Ones who had once been human, but were no longer human after being hit with the ‘Steam Rain’.

“Professor, they’ve breached the side!”

A few dead who’d been aiming for the gaps came into the corridor, and just bit or slashed the survivors at random. It was a simple attack, but it was effective against the regular people.

Cries sounded everywhere, and Heerlein ordered the lines to pull back. Earth mages made a temporary earth wall, greatly reducing the space in which they could move without being hit by the rain.

“This place won’t be safe anymore at this rate!”

“You must use Mecharomancia, Professor!”

“No! We cannot dishonor the dead!”

They couldn’t even reconstruct the Beasts into golems, as it would be killing the dead a second time.

However.

That was for ethical reasons. There was a separate practical reason.

“Is this the time to save face? We could all die if you don’t use it!”

“If it goes wrong and the remaining formation collapses, the students here will be in danger!”

‘Mecharomancia’ was an automatic magic; it couldn’t control each individual golem.

The golems that were being controlled right now and the Beast that would become new golems–if they tripped over themselves, catastrophe could ensue amongst allies. Especially since the training manual for Ultimate Earth Magics stated ‘Do not use such AOE magic in tight battlefields’.

The front could become a mess and if that happened, the wreckage would be worse.

She didn’t want to take a gamble. Heerlein chose to maintain the status quo.

“Is that the First Prince?”

“He looks similar to what I saw a long time ago.”

“The monsters are coming! Hurry up and kill them!”

Before they knew it, there was conflict happening amongst themselves. It was the worst.

But no one could have known. That there was a bottom that was even lower than this.

Ba-bam!

Vanta Tortoise was already in proximity.

It raised its front legs again, and an enormous, inky shadow climbed over the eaves. People just watched this absently.

Boom, boom, boom!

Tortoise stomped its feet several times. A thick sound like an axe chopping firewood assaulted the corridors.

Screams that were difficult to describe mingled. The unfortunate ones were trampled beneath Tortoise’s front legs on the spot.

A few kicks, then Tortoise lowered its front legs. A depression like a crater had formed, and within there were guts, iron particles, blood, and dirt mixed together.

Seeing this, Vermel covered his mouth.

“Uweugh.”

He gagged.

“Romel...! Wait, no. Who are you?”

That was when Merilda returned from the museum. Vermel had to explain the same thing once again.

Without even catching her breath, she repeated Aether’s words.

“It was fun... hanging with you......?”

Just, what....

...What had been fun?

They sounded like an obituary. Vermel couldn’t get rid of the uneasy feeling.

Boom, boom, boom!

Chills ran down his spine. Just for a moment, his mind blanked then came back online.

[What are you doing, Master! It’s dangerous! Run away, now!]

[We can’t stay here anymore. We won’t be able to defeat it on our own, so let’s quickly get out of here.]

[That’s a Cataclysm for sure. When have I ever lied?]

The lesser Elementals were shouting.

Most of the people with Elementals were calm, because they as the Goddess’ representatives at least provided protection and guidance to their masters.

Vermel didn’t have anyone offering that kind of help. He had to pioneer everything within a controlled situation.

Vermel thought about it. With Aether not here right now, the first one he had to collect was Freyr.

“Freyr, can you be my backup?”

“Backup? You’re going out into the rain? Don’t do anything stupid!”

“I’m not, I have a special enchantment on me.”

“...What do you want me to do specifically?”

Vermel spoke softly towards her hat.

“I’m going to attack it from below. Create a distraction.”

It was a reckless plan no matter who heard it. If Heerlein had heard, she would’ve desperately tried to stop him.

But Freyr nodded.

This guy entered as the top student.

Aether also did reckless things at times, and each time she made it work.

They hadn’t been close, but this guy was probably similar.

Freyr recognized it with beastkin intuition.

He’s the same kind as Aether.

Freyr looked around. She couldn’t cower by herself when everyone else was working hard.

Whatever happened, she had to do it. To protect the Academy, to protect her friends and family.

And.

To protect my dream.

She had gone as far as hiding her identity and entering Tilette Academy in order to shed the stigma that ‘the Youko are a sly race who only know how to plunder because they’re uneducated’.

She wanted to see a world of equality in which the beastkin weren’t discriminated against with her own eyes. It was a grand and reckless thought, but she had no intentions of changing the resolution she’d once made now. And so she didn’t want to die meaninglessly here.

“If we defeat that monster here.......”

Then she might be acknowledged by everyone even if one day she was discovered as a beastkin.

She didn’t think long.

Clap!

Baaam!

Freyr put her hands to the ground. It took a second for body and veins to synchronize.

She focused her thoughts below the surface. Carbides, silicates, and other many mineral veins could be felt. Among them were also some transition metals like iron and nickel.

Freyr’s mana pulled up the minerals needed. Metals came up through the pore spaces like a fisherman retrieving their net.

Transmutation 101–equivalent exchange.

Freyr’s weapon was nature. She gathered what she needed all from nature. This was why she didn’t summon a staff.

Shk, shhk!

What she was sculpting was an anti-tank gun. That was her staff.

“I’m relying on you.”

Tap! Vermel dashed forth when the time came.

Struggling, Freyr aimed above Vermel’s head. It was where the melted jaw of Tortoise was.

“Townspeople, plug your ears for a moment!”

“What?”

“Eat this, you freak!!”

Blaaaaaam! A ferocious noise ripped through the earth, and people fell back in shock.

Booom! The winged ash-colored shell hit Tortoise right in its lower jaw. A black smoke wafted from the struck area.

Screee, screee!

Instead of crying out like an animal, Tortoise let out ominous machine noises.

“It’s not over yet!”

Freyr drew a support circle in the air. It was a ‘cooling circle’ cooling the overheated iron. It was normally impossible to construct a transmutation circle in the air, but geniuses were different.

“I’ll fire until you’re dead.”

Blam, blam, blam!

Freyr fired the anti-tank rocket once every six seconds. It was an incredible speed created by the combination of magic and skill.

Each time, the recoil from the shot created a headwind. Her upper body repeatedly rocked and went back like a tumbling doll. The dust getting wet from water vapor jumped up like grasshoppers.

Transmutation skills that surpassed a Grand Mage, and a young, small body that didn’t.

“...Ah.”

Because of that, it wasn’t easy to control the recoil. The witch’s hat that Freyr always wore tilted slightly, then came off.