Became a Medieval Fantasy Wizard
Chapter 397

TL/Editor: raei

Status: 5/week mon-fri

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Talian was filled with the vibrant scent of fresh grass.

Though cool breezes still blew, days basking in the mild early spring sunlight were becoming more frequent.

Ian strolled across Talian's warm fields with Lucy.

The sun seemed to shine especially bright today.

Ian lifted his head and looked up at the sky.

The weather was truly so perfect it made him want to laugh.

"Have you been well?"

"Yes! What about you, Ian?"

"Well, I've come back in one piece, haven't I?"

Lucy, whom Ian hadn't seen for a long time, hadn't changed much since before they parted.

She was still energetic, loved to chat, and remained adorable.

"...So then this supervisor person says to me, 'How could you not know about explosions happening during tunnel development?' Can you believe that?"

"Tunnel explosions?"

"Yes! How on earth would I know about that!"

And... she still lacked knowledge about many things.

"Those accidents happen sometimes."

"? Why would digging in the ground cause explosions?"

"Underground gas can catch fire."

"??? What's gas?"

Though Talian didn't have mines, other domains apparently did.

A neighboring noble had come to consult with Lucy about mine development issues, and that was when Lucy's shallow knowledge had been exposed.

"It's like air that can catch fire, I guess?"

"Hmm... so this thing is buried underground?"

"That's right."

"...Is it buried under Talian too?"

Ian explained with a smile that gas doesn't explode on its own.

"Ian, you seem to know so much."

"It's not that I know a lot, but that you don't know enough, don't you think?"

"...That's mean!"

Lucy playfully hit Ian before naturally linking arms with him.

Ian and Lucy walked for a while, catching up on everything they'd missed.

"Ugh. So you're engaged to Maria too?"

"That's how it turned out..."

"If that was the best option, then I guess it can't be helped..."

Lucy pushed out her lower lip sulkily.

"If Ian keeps bringing more women, I might get depressed."

"That won't happen, really."

"Really?"

"Honestly, I already have too many. And after we're married, when would I even have time to look elsewhere?"

"The neighborhood women say that men chase after women even when they're sixty..."

"..."

Ian couldn't bring himself to deny it.

Too many memories of the lecherous old men he'd seen in his past life came flooding back.

The crudeness of young men could never compare to the harassment backed by experience and age that older men displayed...

But Ian shook his head.

He believed he was different from those old men watching erotic YouTube videos on the subway...

"With such a beautiful noble lady by my side, how could I possibly look at other women?"

"Hehe. I liked that one!"

Ian and Lucy burst into laughter simultaneously.

The two had naturally become a couple who talked about their future together.

It couldn't be helped.

As Ian had promised before leaving—

It was time to begin their wedding.

"About the wedding!"

Lucy exclaimed cheerfully.

"I've been preparing bit by bit in advance!"

"Well done."

Lucy was a noble.

She already had little to do, and because of her personality(?), she hardly looked after her domain affairs.

Yet Talian never collapsed and continued to grow year after year.

Like a snowball, it increased in size and grew on its own.

You could call her a born lucky person.

Lucy Talian was the owner of a domain that thrived regardless of whether anyone looked after it.

...Actually, it would be unfair to call it just luck, as Lucy had experienced many incidents.

They were all resolved together with Ian (actually, Ian resolved them all).

"You don't need to worry about a single thing, Ian!"

"That's fortunate."

Strangely, Ian felt relieved that this wasn't Korea.

If it had been Korea... starting with the "StuDreMa" (Studio, Dress, Makeup), then invitations, wedding halls... he would have blown tens of thousands of dollars preparing for the wedding.

Furthermore, Ian had to get married three times.

Wouldn't the wedding costs easily exceed $100,000?

But medieval weddings were different!

Wedding hall? There were no wedding halls!

Wedding photos? Photography didn't exist!

Invitations? Paper was scarce!

People simply gathered in crowds, ate food and celebrated, and then the couple spent their first night together—that was a medieval wedding.

Of course, depending on regional traditions, some places had ceremonies far more hellish than modern weddings...

Fortunately, this was the Holy Empire.

True to their barbarian origins, imperial citizens had declared simple and efficient marriages.

First, call a priest.

Then, people gather in crowds, eat food while celebrating, and the couple spends their first night together. Done.

It seemed like only the priest had been added, but that was indeed the case.

"What can I help with?"

"Handling the guests? So many people Ian invited are already here!"

People had apparently already arrived.

Well, "already" wasn't quite right.

While Ian had taken a roundabout route, others would have come directly by ship.

"There are so many wizards, I'm afraid the domain might explode."

Ian wasn't sure what connection wizards had to explosions, but.

He tilted his head curiously.

"That many wizards?"

"Yes."

"How many?"

Ian wondered if it might be Herta and her friends, but.

"About thirty?"

"???"

Hearing the number, it definitely wasn't them.

Ian was slightly taken aback.

Thirty wizards? He hadn't invited that many.

"Did they come from the Imperial University?"

"Yes. Didn't you know?"

"...I'm hearing this for the first time."

Lucy giggled and patted Ian's back.

"I have no idea what to do with them, so you handle it!"

"I suppose I must..."

If wizards had come to Talian, there was only one reason.

To meet Ian, of course.

Should he consider this a good thing because the number of guests had increased?

Since Lucy said she was taking care of the wedding preparations.

Ian trudged off to meet the wizards.

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Wizards were walking natural disasters.

They were extremely uncomfortable to approach first, and if you accidentally offended one, other wizards would swarm in to protest.

That's why even one wizard's appearance would put a small barony on high alert.

But with over 30 wizards?

It was practically a civilian exclusion zone.

"Ian!"

A familiar voice greeted Ian.

It was Teacher Eredith.

But, irreverently, Ian's eyes went first to the man sitting beside her.

"Ah. He just arrived recently too."

It was none other than space-time wizard Gerard.

With his characteristically stoic expression, Gerard spoke gruffly, as if he truly hated being there.

"I came to keep my promise."

"Thank you for coming, Gerard."

Ian stared at the two of them intently.

Seeing them sitting side by side at the same table—was something going on?

Eredith noticed Ian's gaze and quickly changed the subject.

"You're later than I expected?"

"I stopped by my hometown on the way."

"That makes sense. Now that you're getting married, you should inform your parents."

Ian pointed to the group of wizards and asked:

"What are those people doing?"

"Ah. They're having a mini-seminar."

"A seminar?"

"Only the location has changed—it's not much different from the university, is it? Since we have time, we're holding a seminar here."

"..."

Were these people insane?

Ian was dumbfounded, but.

In truth, wizards were people who only ate and studied magic, so when they gathered, they had nothing to talk about except magic.

With so many wizards around, they had no choice(?) but to hold a seminar!

"Are they planning to occupy Talian and establish a branch of the Magic University?"

"Of course not. The university doesn't even have enough money to use."

Just then, the wizards spotted Ian.

One of the wizards conducting the seminar approached.

"Ian Eredith Raven!"

"Have you been well, Inglan?"

It was none other than Wizard Inglan.

With wizards from the Magic University swarming in, it wasn't strange for Inglan to be among them.

First, Ian extended his hand to Inglan.

"Thank you for attending the wedding."

"Ah. Right. The wedding! I should see that!"

"...?"

Ian turned his head toward Eredith.

Eredith explained with an awkward smile.

"Actually, these people came to discuss magic."

A voice came from the group of wizards.

"That's right! Professor Ian! The magic you showed us! We still haven't solved that mystery!"

"Even if you explain the principles later, at least tell us what kind of magic it was!"

"..."

That's right.

The wizards from the Magic University hadn't come to see Ian's wedding...

They had invaded Talian to ask Ian about magic!

Ian smiled bitterly.

Should he praise this as typical wizard behavior?

Their intention was misplaced, but the result increased the number of guests, so it wasn't bad.

"Actually, I have something to tell all of you too."

"Oh. What is it?"

"During my travels, I improved the method of manifesting magic, making it more universally applicable."

"Is that true?!"

Ian naturally began discussing magic.

Though Ian had just been treating the wizards like magic-obsessed lunatics.

In truth... he wasn't much different himself.

Ian originally had scholarly qualities.

Otherwise, he couldn't have continued studying such boring subjects for over ten years.

"Improved magic...! Fascinating!"

"Accepting the will of the universe to manifest human will—the theory sounds good, but how easy would it be for humans to communicate with the universe?"

"I've already created that method."

"???"

Ian shared his theory with the wizards exactly as it was.

An impromptu magic lecture.

Not just the wizards, but Eredith and Gerard too focused on Ian's presentation with eyes full of curiosity.

"I've decided to call the transferable modified will of the universe 'mana.'"

"So... Professor Ian's magical system..."

"It manifests 'magic' by consuming 'mana.'"

"My goodness...! You've bypassed communication with mysteries!"

"Since I've contacted the universe, a much greater entity, there's no need to borrow the will of lesser beings."

Instead of contacting [mysteries] like flames, wind, earth, and water—

He draws power from the universe that can transform the world.

"This is... impossible!"

The wizards were shocked.

The magic Ian had created could rightly be described as revolutionary.

It would classify all of Great Wizard Maronius's [magical language] as 'classical magic'!

"Isn't this... unifying hundreds of mystery communication processes into one?"

"It's more impressive than that! The distinction between schools becomes meaningless! Without relying on mysteries, unpredictable variables will disappear!"

"Can this precisely manifest any desired magic?!"

The more they heard Ian's explanation.

The wizards found it difficult to process the shocking innovation.

"Truly... you've made an amazing discovery!"

"Thank you."

Ian continued his explanation even while responding.

He had discovered many new theories while teaching Kira and Maria.

Ian's magic lecture continued until sunset.

Of course, not a single wizard complained about its length.

"Ian-!"

Lucy, who came to call Ian for dinner, tilted her head curiously at the sight of wizards huddled together.

"What have you been doing all this time?"

"Ah. Lucy."

Ian answered with a smile.

"I was just giving a magic lecture."

"???"

Lucy stared at Ian in disbelief.

Wait, she'd told him to go greet the guests!

What was he doing giving a magic lecture!!!

Lucy looked around, but.

All she saw were wizards half-crazed and intoxicated by Ian's new theory...

"Good grief..."

"?"

"Never mind, let's just go eat dinner."

Lucy dragged Ian toward the dining hall.

Thinking that her husband was, indeed, a wizard after all...

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