Bab 246: Volume epilogue
Now the little dragons officially became part of our guild, as well as the extremely sly and audacious dragoness who lacked a certain tact. Finally, the time for the first class of this dubious individual had come, and she, saving time, gathered several groups together.
"Um, well, my name is Reines, and I will be teaching you..." The dragoness paused for a couple of minutes. "Well, I guess necromancy."
"Hey hey! Teacher, do you even know what you will be teaching?!" I wanted to object, but a boy from the front row in red and white robes beat me to it.
"Pfft, what nonsense. There's only one necromancer here, why did you call everyone?" Miguel, as always, lacked restraint.
"Mmm, yes, I think that's obvious. I could have taught you ancient history, but that would be useless... Well then, I guess I'll teach you mmm Chemistry."
"Why do we need that? It's a waste of time," Miguel stood up and headed for the exit. "Thank God we don't have to attend all these useless classes."
The mage was already reaching the exit when the dragoness slyly hooked him.
"Well, for example, my lessons could help you defend against necromancy if necessary."
"Nonsense," Miguel turned to the teacher. "There are only like ten of them left, and I'm unlikely to encounter any of them in battle."
"Well, don't tempt fate. For example, you have a chance to fight a necromancer right now..." Reines playfully raised her eyebrows, pretending she wasn't involved in this.
"Oh well, if you insist," Miguel enveloped his hands in flames.
"That's great! Let's make the first lesson a bit practical," Reines turned to the audience, facing only half towards the mage. "Fire magic is the result of the combustion reaction. Practically anything can burn, but mostly in the presence of oxygen."
"I'm to blame myself," Miguel hurled two fireballs at the dragoness, but before they reached her, they fizzled out and sprinkled gray ash on the ground. "What the hell?"
"For example, he gathered hydrogen particles from the air, amplified them with magic, and turned them into a fireball. Of course, this happens on an intuitive level for fire mages, but still, the properties of magic change depending on the environment. For instance, by creating a wall of inert gas around me, I easily stopped the fire."
"I don't understand what you're saying, but I don't care!" Miguel, as usual, didn't bother to listen to the teacher's explanations and tried to gather a large fireball in his hands, thinking that power would overcome reason.
"Exactly! And it's also harmful to start a fire indoors," Reines waved her hand, and a greenish cloud flew toward the mage.
"Cough," the fire immediately went out, and Miguel covered his mouth with his sleeve. "Do you think you can poison me, witch?"
"Oh, come on, I'm not planning to poison my students," The teacher winked at the audience. "Did you know, for example, that your outfit consists of different materials? Fabrics and threads differ in strength and appearance. Even if the threads are much stronger than the fabric, it doesn't mean they have no weaknesses."
"I don't understand what you're talking about," Miguel got back into a combat stance to prepare a spell, but suddenly his expression changed.
"And experienced necromancers can skillfully combine the compositions of their poisons and acids so that they don't affect living organisms but work perfectly on different materials," Reines said, with a satisfied smile spreading across her face as she approached Miguel. "Of course, you can incinerate villages with one spell, but agree, it's inconvenient to fight an opponent in just your underwear."
The necromancer blew with force on Miguel's robe and outfit, and following her action, they began to disintegrate into tatters, losing the threads that held them together. In a matter of seconds, the mage stood in front of the amazed spectators only in his underwear.
"Mmm, striped... a good choice," Reines seemed about to burst with a triumphant grin, while her opponent was gasping for breath.
"I'll remember this," Miguel grabbed the academy's robe, covering all the important areas, and rushed out of the auditorium.
"Goodbye, see you at the next lesson," Reines waved cheerfully and turned to the audience. "Well, who else wants to practice?"
Strangely enough, this escapade only added to the popularity of the new, quite unusual teacher.
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