Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1028
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Chapter 1028
“What? Really?? Where???”
At the sight of Gainando immediately poking his head out, Siana whispered with what seemed like slight admiration.
“Gainando seems really good at helping his friends.”
To think he would go along with such an obvious lie.
Usually, even if people wanted to help, they couldn’t be so shameless, which made it difficult. In fact, Tijiling beside her was hesitating about whether she should say there were clouds or not.
However, Gainando spoke as if asking what she was talking about.
“What are you saying? Where’s the wyvern-shaped cloud?”
“…Ah! There’s a griffin-shaped rock over there!”
Siana changed the topic once more. Gainando believed that too and turned his gaze.
“Wow! Look over there!”
“???”
When the Prince pointed outside with a very surprised voice, Siana was startled.
‘Huh? Was there really one?’
It was just something she said casually, but there happened to be a griffin-shaped rock outside by coincidence?
However, Gainando wasn’t surprised because of the griffin-shaped rock.
He was surprised because some corpse was lying on the sloped grassland of a hill.
“Isn’t that a corpse???”
The Petrogard mages smiled.
Guests from outside sometimes misunderstood when they saw the free-spirited Petrogard mages. That corpse right now was also such a…
“It’s not a corpse? Corpses aren’t that color.”
“Right. Prince, how can you not recognize a corpse when you’re from the dark magic school?”
“Ah, oops. Keep it secret from Lee Han.”
“…That’s not a corpse but a Petrogard student.”
“What? No, why is he lying on a hill like this at this hour, not even inside the school?”
“Haha. Shall we ask directly? Bunaljo!”
The mage Dalseur, who took on the professor role but insisted he wasn’t actually a professor, called the student.
The student who had been lying like a corpse on the hill opened his eyes with annoyance at the call.
“What?”
“Come here for a moment. The guests here have something to ask.”
“Don’t want to.”
Bunaljo closed his eyes again and lay back down.
Clap clap clap clap clap-
The Einroguard students unconsciously gave a standing ovation at that sight.
“…”
“S-sorry. Our hands suddenly…”
At the students’ excuse, Professor Garcia covered her face as if dying of embarrassment.
Dalseur spoke as if it wasn’t particularly surprising.
“Can’t be helped. Let’s go ourselves.”
When the carriage approached closer, Bunaljo got up as if annoyed.
“Bunaljo. If you don’t answer, it’ll just get more bothersome.”
“…Fine, I’ll do it. Professor. What are you curious about?”
Then Benjamin, who was listening nearby, sternly scolded him.
“Bunaljo! Watch your words!”
“…Fine, fine! I won’t call you Professor! What are you curious about!”
Lee Han, who was listening to the conversation, asked Professor Garcia in a small voice, not understanding.
“Uh, why did he get angry just now?”
“He called him Professor. Lee Han. That’s a title that goes against Petrogard’s freedom.”
“…”
Wasn’t forcibly preventing someone from calling you Professor also quite restrictive?
Lee Han had that thought but said nothing.
They weren’t visiting to provoke the Petrogard students but to help them.
“What were you doing here?”
“I was making a work.”
“????”
At that answer, the Einroguard students murmured among themselves.
Adenart asked as if she didn’t understand.
“I don’t see any equipment, workbench, or materials…”
Creating magic items required a lot of time, effort, and equipment.
Even the Einroguard enchantment school students couldn’t escape this.
There was a reason the upperclassmen worked in Professor Verdus’s tower despite hating him.
But this student was working without any of that.
Could it be that Petrogard students had a new working method?
“Isn’t he sending his soul to another dimension to work?”
“Such crazy behavior… He’s not Wardanaz.”
“Hey.”
While the guests from outside were murmuring, Bunaljo tapped the side of his head with his finger and said.
“I was looking for the most important thing.”
“Materials? Reagents?”
“Necessary arcane magic? Design?”
“No. Artistic inspiration.”
“…”
“…”
The Einroguard students reacted as if they were barbarians who had fought for survival their whole lives hearing the word art for the first time.
“Art…”
“…ic inspiration…?”
Uh, is that a magic name?”
“No. I think he’s talking about real art, not magic. That art covered in liberal arts. In the Empire, it’s expressed through music, fine arts, poetry, etc.”
“I, I see. …Why is that needed for magic items?”
“Maybe he’s making an art piece, not a magic item?”
Bunaljo looked at the barbarians from outside with disgust.
“I am making a magic item. These barbaric bastards. Don’t you guys even know what art is?”
At those words, the Einroguard students got fired up.
“How dare you say that? We know what art is too!”
“We go out to watch plays, and we even compose songs! Dalcard! You show him!”
When Asan was about to start the ‘Einroguard Einroguard so wonderful’ song, Lee Han quickly stopped him.
The moment he sang it, Einroguard’s social dignity would be shattered and Professor Garcia might have to hide her origins for a while.
Fortunately, Bunaljo, who didn’t hear the song, reacted a bit differently.
“You compose songs too? That’s impressive. But I don’t understand why guys who can do that ask such stupid questions. You should know what’s most important in magic items?”
“Magic… isn’t it?”
Everyone nodded at Lee Han’s words. However, Bunaljo sighed deeply.
“No.”
“Perhaps the deadline?”
“That’s what you need to worry about least. The most important thing is beauty. Look at this.”
Bunaljo took out a small necklace from his pocket.
Inside the sapphire crafted in a regular dodecahedron shape, quite complex and sophisticated magic was swirling.
‘Is it cold control type magic?’
Lee Han grasped the magic at a glance.
However, there was something strange. There were many unnecessary parts in the artifact.
For example, the pure gold decoration wrapped around the sapphire was exactly like that.
The pure gold decoration in the form of an angel initially seemed like it was added to effectively increase control over cold air, elemental amplification, or spirit sensitivity.
However, there was no need to make it specifically in the form of an angel. If it were Lee Han, he would have wrapped it in gold, carved minimal magic circles, and then forcefully poured mana into it.
‘Why carve it like that?’
“What do you sense?”
“I’m not… really sure.”
At Lee Han’s question, Bunaljo let out a deep sigh.
“This necklace is a work that can block nearby cold air and summon blizzards when desired.”
“No. I understand that. The pure gold beside it must be for increasing control over cold air and sensitivity to nearby spirits.”
“!!”
Bunaljo was startled.
He hadn’t expected Lee Han to understand the role of the decorative elements just by looking, aside from the artifact’s magic.
“But I don’t understand why it was carved… Wouldn’t it be most efficient to just wrap it in gold and then carve magic circles?”
At Lee Han’s question, Bunaljo’s startled expression changed again.
It was an expression as if he had heard something disgusting.
“Such an ugly method… That’s not beautiful at all!”
“So, you’re saying this carving was done purely for aesthetic purposes?”
Adenart asked as if she couldn’t believe it.
“It has magical effects too.”
“But doing it the way Wardanaz just mentioned would be much more efficient…”
“I said that’s not beautiful!”
The Einrogard students began murmuring in unison.
Naturally, it wasn’t positive content. Murmurs like ‘idiot,’ ‘fool,’ and ‘dumber than Verdus’ could be heard.
However, Lee Han was slightly impressed.
‘I’ve been corrupted by Einrogard and forgotten my original intentions.’
In the past, he had only worried about how to sell artifacts expensively, but at some point, he had only been thinking about how to make good artifacts.
Perhaps constantly experiencing threats to survival had made him lose sight of important things and only think about immediate problems.
‘That’s right. Regardless of performance, making things prettier would sell better. I can’t believe I forgot this.’
“I understand. Beauty is important too.”
“As expected. I knew someone with such keen observation would also have aesthetic sense. Now go. Don’t disturb my contemplation.”
The Petrogard student closed his eyes and lay down again.
He planned to continue lying on the hill like a corpse until the form of the work he desired came to mind.
Seeing this, Gainando became indignant.
“That lazy bastard! When there’s not enough time even with swinging staffs and hammering, he’s playing around like that?!”
“The Prince is saying something right for once. That’s not the proper attitude for a mage.”
“It’s worse than what Professor Verdus does!”
As the students’ reactions became intense, Professor Garcia hurriedly stepped forward to calm them.
“Everyone calm down! Of course, Petrogard’s methods might seem a bit unusual.”
“It’s not unusual, it’s wrong!”
The Einrogard students had eyes blazing with hostility.
-Such mages shouldn’t exist!
…is what they seemed to be saying.
“…But if there are ten thousand mages, there are ten thousand ways of magic. That’s Petrogard’s academic tradition, so you should know to respect it. Everyone understands, right?”
“…”
“…”
“Everyone understands, right???”
When sounds of space being compressed and crushed came from Professor Garcia’s empty fist, the students quickly shouted.
“Yes!”
“We honorable Einrogard students always respect other magic schools!”
“Thank you all. Petrogard has many free-spirited artists, so you can’t think of them like Einrogard.”
“We should have asked to visit Calarograd instead…”
Someone among the second-year students muttered.
It was a school of black magic that wasn’t very popular in the Empire for being located in the most secluded, gloomy, and smelly land, but to Einrogard students, it felt like the best option.
As the carriage departed, Dalseur laughed pleasantly at the shock the students had received.
“Einrogard students always show the same reaction whenever they visit.”
“I’m curious about something – does work actually progress like that?”
Lee Han asked curiously.
Having learned at Einrogard, Lee Han also couldn’t imagine such methods.
“Of course it’s slow, and there are quite a few students who make no progress in their work at all.”
“Then isn’t that problematic for Petrogard?”
“What do you mean? It’s the student’s own choice.”
“!”
Petrogard wasn’t a place that transformed students by applying strong heat and pressure like Einrogard.
It was a place that freely admitted students with a certain level of skill and let them live freely.
Even if students starved to death because they couldn’t create works, that was the student’s own choice.
Of course, the number of works produced was inconsistent and their quality varied greatly, but the occasional masterpieces were responsible for Petrogard’s reputation.
“Lee Han. Lee Han.”
“Why are you calling me?”
“Let’s use music magic to humble those bastards. With ‘Einrogard is so wonderful’…”
“…At least let me play a piece like 【Escape to the Shadow Fortress】.”
Lee Han casually brushed it off.
However, Professor Garcia beside them hesitated.
‘Huh?’
Come to think of it, the school that would show the most interest in the music magic currently being researched again at Einrogard was right here at Petrogard.
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