What should I do if the hero is resurrected in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia?

Chapter 24 School History and the Magic Furnace
While in the library, Milad had taken note of the college's history.

The Visergran National Magic Academy was founded a century ago, initially exclusively for members of the royal family and the children of nobles. Ordinary commoners and children of minor nobles, no matter how talented, had no chance of admission. The academy also offered theological courses and had a resident priest. Many graduates, who did not have to inherit family businesses, directly joined the Church of the Supreme God.

The change occurred decades ago.

The previous king issued an education decree, declaring that education should be provided to all without discrimination and according to aptitude. He overruled public opinion, reduced tuition fees and provided subsidies, allowing a large number of students without noble status to enter the academy.

Meanwhile, those exceptional talents rejected by the Church of God were brought under the wing of the newly established Ministry of Magic.

This move slightly tipped the scales of power in the king's favor, but it failed to completely break the delicate balance that hung between the church and the royal family.

What truly shattered this fragile balance was the incident that swept through all the residents of Elsia more than thirty years ago.

The incident was triggered when the Church of the Supreme God raided the academy and took away the second son of a high-ranking nobleman under the pretext of privately researching forbidden magic.

An investigation revealed that the student was indeed researching magic related to limb regeneration, but his research was for his commoner girlfriend who was born with deformities. Moreover, this noble student served as the student council president and was very popular. Students of both noble and commoner backgrounds could not feel any ill will towards him.

The news struck like a thunderbolt, igniting a frenzy among the young people of the entire magic academy.

They emerged from the lecture hall and surged onto the long street, drawing onlookers. For the first time in their lives, students from vastly different backgrounds cast aside the chains of identity and class, united in their anger and directed their fury at the imposing Church of God.

Then came brutal repression.

The school's history is very secretive about the number of casualties.

But from then on, the city's residents also joined the torrent of grief and indignation.

The brave warriors who still possessed a conscience refused to carry out the order to suppress the enemy, and the nobles whose children had been taken away finally stepped in to exert pressure... As for whether the king had any support behind all of this, the school history remained vague.

The final result was that the Church of God had no choice but to loosen its iron fist and release the detained students.

The bishop who spearheaded the affair was subsequently transferred from Visegrand.

For many years after that, the position of bishop of the Church of Visegrahn remained vacant... until more than a decade ago, when Artus, known as the youngest bishop, filled the vacancy as the new bishop, and his style of conduct was much more moderate.

The academy's protective barrier was erected because of this incident, and since then, the academy has kept the church out of sight, a situation that continues to this day.

Given this complex history, the importance and sensitivity of magic academies are self-evident. However, this has also brought a silver lining, granting them unprecedented freedom of research. Even absurd laws prohibiting the arrest of faculty members during exam weeks and final holidays have been passed…

Following Kissfield's magic, Mirad stopped in front of a statue.

She lingered here for a long time... the statue also retained Kieslfir's magic.

Although the location was remote and few students passed by, he still had Siolitta set up a spell to keep people away, just to be on the safe side.

Looking at the unremarkable bronze statue in front of him, Mirad reached out to feel the magic contained within it.

Intricate runes slowly appeared, covering the entire bronze statue.

Mirad frowned. Based on the effects described by these runes, the magic engraved on the bronze statue was probably a teleportation magic that he had never mastered.

“Transfer magic…but this magic circle has no magic power flowing into it, so it can’t be activated at all.”

A magic circle, with its inscribed circuitry, can be activated by injecting magic. It sacrifices flexibility but greatly increases the power and range of the magic, making it the foundation of ritual magic.

Of course, if it is engraved on a special carrier such as a scroll, flexibility is also guaranteed... but the cost is very high.

For a magic circle, an ample supply of magic power is essential. In its current state, this magic circle is merely maintaining its integrity; it's far from being fully activated. "Hmm, that's not necessarily true, Lady Mirad~ You know, the ground beneath your feet holds the academy's greatest secret," Siolitta pointed to the ground, "Magic power is absolutely not a problem!"

In the ground? He subconsciously summoned the earth elemental to probe the earth's veins, and as he sensed the results, Mirad's expression gradually became serious.

He felt the earth's breath and pulse.

Profound, magnificent, and irresistible.

A surge of magic power coursed beneath his feet, and the immense magical reaction was comparable to the violent beating of a dragon's heart in its final moments before death, to the point that he had the illusion that the ground beneath his feet was alive!
"This is... a magic furnace?"

He never imagined that the researchers at the academy would dare to place a container containing such immense magical power under his feet... Weren't those lunatics a bit too free?

That unfortunate barrier doesn't seem to have only one purpose: blocking the church's view. With a magic source of this caliber, it could not only provide magic for a transfer magic circle, but also supply magic for the entire city!

No, it was already satisfied. Mirad instantly corrected his judgment, because in his perception, the vast magical power was not stagnant water, but rather extended and transmitted in all directions like a spider web.

The heart-pounding magical reaction is the magic furnace supplying magic to all parts of the city. Along the rune circuits laid underground, the magic pumped out by the magic furnace flows through the entire city, thus satisfying the city's magic needs.

"Isn't it amazing? It's a magical creation developed entirely by humankind." Siolitta clapped her hands, her voice tinged with admiration. "Unfortunately, the original conceptor didn't consider the magical energy consumption required to maintain and support such a magic furnace—it wasn't until Obora's arrival that this problem was completely solved."

“If things get out of control,” Mirad’s throat was a little dry, “the magic reserves here are enough to flatten Elcia dozens of times over.”

This was several times more than Mirad's usual magical power, and even among his fellow heroes from a thousand years ago, his magical power was considered outstanding.

"Don't worry, it won't get out of control. Deep underground, not only are our monsters maintaining order, but there are also more than ten monster couples taking turns acting as stabilizers~"

"Is this city, no, Visergrain... already yours to possess?"

The magical energy that sustains the city is in the hands of monsters, and Mirad has no doubt that if they so choose, Elcia could be corrupted into the demon realm in an instant.

"Hmm? No, not at all." Siolitta tilted her head, her eyes innocent. "We're just... providing some technical assistance to help the city's residents live better lives. Turning Visergrand into a demon realm? I have no such plans, hehe~"

"Don't try to be clever, answer truthfully."

"I really don't know. I'm not like my fourth sister, who enjoys long-term schemes. Compared to plotting against a country, you, Lord Mirad, are much more interesting. Besides, the monsters in this city aren't my familiars, so I don't know what their plans are."

What a convenient excuse… Mirad stared intently at Siolitta for a while; at least for now, the monsters' actions seemed to be motivated by a desire for the good of the residents…

Under his silent scrutiny, Hiolitta held her breath almost imperceptibly. Only when he finally looked away did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Mirad's gaze returned to the runes on the statue.

Aside from magic power, another key element of teleportation magic is location.

Only by filling the frame with a strong imagination and description of the location can you ensure that you successfully reach your destination, rather than being teleported to some other random place.

Deciphering the modernized teleportation magic circle, the origin recorded on the magic circle engraved on the statue is... the Theocracy of Rescadeye.

…How should I put it…as expected?
The shock of this discovery is far less than the chilling feeling of a city built on a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

Mirad raised his hand, pressing his thumb and forefinger against the bridge of his nose, a deep weariness spreading through his heart.

(End of this chapter)