Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1024
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Chapter 1024
‘Could he have been an incredible mage?’
Actually, when Lee Han first heard the explanation from Alsicle, he hadn’t thought very highly of this mage.
Getting hit by a magic bullet and immediately flying away, and by Lee Han’s standards, truly outstanding mages either became liches or easily postponed death through the secrets of dimensional travel.
But thinking about it, there was no law that excellent mages had to become liches.
Especially the magical content this mage ghost had just told him about…
‘This is definitely not my level.’
He knew it was space-time magic, but beyond that he couldn’t even guess.
A door that creates a predetermined space according to the mage’s will. Whether it was even possible with a small world was beyond imagination…
“Huh? Wardanaz?”
Nilia and Yoner, who were cleaning up the potion preparation room and managing the remaining reagents, were surprised to see Lee Han coming up.
They thought he’d be solving the problem left by the mage ghost by now?
“What’s wrong? Did you solve it already?”
“No. It was too difficult. I don’t think it’s at a level I can handle.”
“What?!?!”
The two were so shocked they nearly dropped their empty glass bottles. Nilia caught the glass bottle with the quick movements befitting someone from the Shadow Patrol.
“That startled me… But Wardanaz. Aren’t you mistaken about something? Saying it’s not at a level you can handle.”
“…”
Lee Han looked at Nilia with a displeased expression. However, Yoner also took Nilia’s side.
“Right. Lee Han. Don’t just say you can’t do it, try it once. Then it might work out unexpectedly.”
Resolving to have a serious conversation with his friends sometime, Lee Han explained the difficult problem the mage ghost wanted him to solve.
“That ghost tried to create a space of infinite possibilities determined by will, but it got tangled and became a labyrinth of infinite space. At this level, I can’t solve it.”
“…”
“…Wait. But if it’s Wardanaz, maybe you could do it.”
Nilia caught herself about to be persuaded and whispered to Yoner.
How many times had her thoughts of ‘Ah, this is really something even Wardanaz can’t solve’ been wrong?
Yoner also seemed tempted by those words, showing a slightly wavering expression.
“Hey. I can hear everything.”
Lee Han glared at his friends.
* * *
‘So this is all our friendship amounts to.’
Lee Han grumbled and moved his steps, seeing his two friends who wouldn’t even believe him when he said he couldn’t do something and were talking nonsense.
Looking at the first floor window beside him, he could see Giselle, Durgyu, and Raphadael diligently cutting and burning vines.
“Do you think this much will be enough?”
“No. If we’re going to use it as training grounds, it needs to be wider. We need to clear everything up to over there.”
“But Moradi… isn’t this Wardanaz’s villa? Do we need training grounds?”
Raphadael wondered why there should be training grounds in a mage family’s manor garden.
Then Giselle’s face hardened. She had been habitually making training grounds first without thinking, and got hit where it hurt.
“…Wardanaz does swordsmanship too.”
“Did he do it enough to need training grounds?”
“…He will. And having training grounds at a manor looks cool.”
Giselle looked at Durgyu and gave him a look. It meant to help her.
“L-Lee Han will be happy to see training grounds too. Training grounds are cool, right?”
“Really? I was talking to another Blue Dragon Tower guy last time, and he said he hated having training grounds at manors because they’re crude and tacky.”
“…”
“…”
Raphadael had just mentioned something he experienced, but Giselle and Durgyu’s faces changed drastically.
Is…
Is that so?
Durgyu, who had trusted only his friend and ended up in trouble, whispered urgently.
“Moradi! You said Lee Han would like it too!”
“Q-quiet. It’s not confirmed yet.”
“Now that I think about it, it was strange! Lee Han is also from a great noble family, so why would he crudely put training grounds in front of a manor…”
While Durgyu was anxiously stamping his feet, worried he might have ruined his friend’s manor, Lee Han walked over and called to the three.
“Should I help?”
“?!”
The three were startled and turned their heads.
Giselle gestured to move Durgyu and Raphadael. It was to hide the temporary training grounds.
“What… what is it, Wardanaz. Are you done already?”
“No. It was too difficult, so I don’t think it’s at a level I can solve.”
At those words, the three looked at each other.
And then they chuckled.
“Lee Han. Don’t say that, go back and try again. You can definitely do it.”
“Right. Wardanaz. Stop exaggerating.”
Lee Han also smiled and responded to Durgyu and Raphadael’s encouragement.
“Raphadael. Let’s have a practice match at the training grounds. Black magic allowed too. Come up here, you bastard.”
“N-no…! Why!? Why only me?!”
“What do you mean? Why not practice?”
Lee Han was smiling, but Raphadael could definitely feel killing intent. Giselle inwardly sighed in relief.
She had also been about to say something but Raphadael beat her to it.
“Right now there’s magic to create desired spaces that got tangled and created an infinite labyrinth, how am I supposed to solve that? Huh?”
“…Uh, can’t you do it?”
At Raphadael’s innocent question, Lee Han nodded.
“You come up. Should we each bring out a golem?”
Raphadael was horrified, knowing his friend had a Dragon-Tooth Golem, rare even at Einroguard.
Durgyu tried to stop them, fidgeting anxiously.
“Lee Han. Calm down. The training grounds aren’t finished yet.”
“True. We still need to refine it more. Should I help?”
Lee Han waved his staff.
While Lee Han wasn’t very confident about his magical abilities, he still had firm confidence in a few areas.
One of them was exactly this kind of menial work.
He wouldn’t easily lose to any mage in this!
“…Uh, but are the training grounds okay?”
At Raphadael’s question, Lee Han answered as if asking what he was talking about.
“Of course they’re fine? Why?”
“But it’s a great noble family manor?”
“Durgyu, you’ve been to our family territory, right?”
“I have…”
Durgyu recalled past memories.
The territory had demons and golems and all sorts of things…
…Huh?
‘Why was I worried about training grounds?’
Thinking about it, the Wardanaz family territory had things much more bizarre and grotesque than training grounds.
Remembering that, having one training ground at a villa manor felt truly insignificant.
“Training grounds are good to have. Good for practicing swordsmanship and they look cool.”
“R-really? Last time another guy said he hated training grounds…”
“Who?”
“The Prince…”
“…”
“…”
“…Gainando dislikes all facilities except the mage card storage room. How could you just take that at face value?”
At Lee Han’s scolding, Raphadael honestly felt wronged.
How was he supposed to distinguish that!
“We’ll finish the rest, so Lee Han, you go deal with that mage ghost first.”
“Thanks, Durgyu.”
Lee Han nodded and expressed gratitude for his friend’s kindness.
Watching this, Raphadael whispered quietly.
“Anyone want to bet on whether Wardanaz can solve it alone after saying that? I’m betting on ‘yes.'”
“I’ll bet on ‘yes’ too.”
“Hey. We can all hear you.”
* * *
Lee Han moved around grumbling even more than before.
When he poked his head out at the clattering sounds, he saw Gainando, Adenart, and Asan talking in the kitchen they had cleaned earlier.
“I get it.”
With an expression that said he understood without asking, Lee Han called his friends. His friends looked at Lee Han in surprise.
“You were looking for snacks because you’re hungry, right?”
“…No, we weren’t?”
Asan answered as if bewildered.
He couldn’t even guess what basis Lee Han had for saying such a thing.
Adenart thought to herself.
He definitely said that because of Gainando!
“What? You weren’t looking for snacks?”
“There’s an artifact storage room upstairs, but the connected mana seems a bit insufficient. We were discussing whether we could redirect some spare mana from the kitchen.”
Noble manors above a certain size usually required magic as essential for their maintenance and operation.
Storage rooms required considerable amounts of mana since they needed various isolation and amplification spells.
“Ah. So that’s what it was.”
“But Wardanaz. Shouldn’t you be solving the ghost problem right now?”
“It’s difficult, so I came out to get help.”
“I see.”
“Got it.”
“…????”
Adenart was flustered by Asan and Gainando’s lukewarm reactions.
“N-No. Wardanaz says he can’t solve it, but is it okay for everyone to react like this!”
“No… well… Wardanaz will solve it soon after saying that, won’t he?”
“Right. Lee Han just says that and then solves it right away.”
Lee Han felt a deep sense of betrayal.
Asan was one thing, but Gainando’s sandwich from earlier couldn’t even be digested yet!
Suppressing his anger, Lee Han explained the problem left by the mage ghost. Then Asan and Adenart’s expressions became serious.
“No. So Wardanaz not being able to solve it wasn’t a joke.”
“…”
“It’s certainly difficult. …But you said your mother gave this to you targeting this?”
Adenart felt something strange and tilted her head.
If she gave the manor as a gift because of this riddle, wouldn’t that be a mistake in the end?
“Then it seems she chose wrong…”
“The process of solving it with help also has meaning. Haha. Don’t judge hastily.”
Lee Han quickly deceived the Imperial Princess and changed the subject.
“Anyway, I’m going to get help, so you guys can handle things well on your own, right? Oh. After you finish the work, make dinner too. Gainando.”
“…Wh-What did I do wrong?!”
* * *
“There’s no need to help with temple work after coming all this way, is there? Really now. It would be fine to have some fun.”
Alsicle was troubled by the Phoenix Tower students’ request.
The Empire was a place where various incidents occurred as vast as its territory, and whenever that happened, priests from various temples took the initiative to provide charity.
It was good for students to help with temple work in their spare time while in the capital, but temples hadn’t been doing this work for just a day or two.
It would be fine without help, so wouldn’t it be okay for the students to do something for themselves?
“That’s right. Priests, isn’t there anything else you want to do?”
Salko seemed to think the same and supported Alsicle’s words. Siana stared at Salko and asked.
“Last time when I asked for just half a cup of honey, you refused very coldly…”
“Th-That was because we needed to use it too, so we had no choice. Sorry.”
Although Black Turtle Tower had a good relationship with Phoenix Tower, they didn’t have an endlessly flowing storage warehouse like Wardanaz.
They couldn’t easily give out whatever was requested.
“Salko, Ratford, how about you two go around the capital market with the priests?”
“That’s a good idea… Oh, Wardanaz. Did you solve it already?”
At Salko’s question, Lee Han got angry.
“I might not have solved it! Why do you automatically assume I solved it!”
“Ah, no… but you would have solved it anyway, right?”
“I didn’t solve it. I need help. Alsicle.”
When Lee Han explained the situation and tried to get help, Alsicle smiled slyly.
“Wardanaz.”
“If you say I should just go back and try again, I’ll kick you out of the manor even if you’re Alsicle.”
When Lee Han glared and spoke, Alsicle was shocked.
“How… how did you read my mind!?”
To read someone’s mind so specifically, especially a mage’s, would require very deep and accurate observation of the soul even using illusion magic.
No matter how much genius Wardanaz had that surpassed Alsicle himself, how could he already!?
“Is it soul magic!?”
“It’s just a prediction.”
“What? Prophecy magic?!”
“…Alsicle. Just listen to me, please.”
“Mmm.”
When Lee Han became serious, Alsicle became slightly dejected.
‘There’s no need to get that angry…’
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