Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1034
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Chapter 1034
“Don’t glare at me like that. Here.”
When his junior glared at him, the Great Artist pulled out a small silver box from thin air.
The surface of the silver box was decorated with beautiful geometric patterns. Lee Han, who enjoyed reading the economic section of the Empire newspaper, immediately guessed the price of that item.
‘Is he going to give me something worthy of being put in there as a gift? If so, there’s a high chance that item is quite valuable too. Surely he wouldn’t put junk in such a box to play a prank… But this senior is also from Einroguard. It’s entirely possible.’
Unaware that Lee Han was rapidly and rudely thinking dozens of thoughts in less than a second, the Artist held out the entire silver box.
“It’s a gift.”
“…Pardon?”
“They’re works I made as a pastime, but they should fetch a decent price. It must be hard to get money when sneaking out of Einroguard, so bury them somewhere and use them as travel money. Don’t let that bastard find out.”
Inside the open silver box were various accessories lined up. They were accessories crafted directly by the Artist.
While they weren’t masterpieces that would leave their mark in Empire history, they were works that would be welcomed at any noble auction house.
Lee Han shouted passionately.
“This unworthy junior has finally opened his eyes by meeting you today, Senior! How could I ever repay this kindness?”
“Th-that much…? Calm down.”
The Great Artist was rather appalled by such gratitude.
-Where is that bastard? Tell me!
“?”
The sound of arguing came from outside.
Shouting and fighting, cries that seemed to be searching for someone…
Lee Han initially thought the Skeleton Principal had come, but that wasn’t it. The Skeleton Principal wasn’t the type to attack so noisily.
“Could it be that the professors have exploded?”
“No… Garcia and Boladi aren’t the types to do that.”
The Great Artist immediately denied it.
While those wicked and despicable juniors had succumbed to power and were acting as the Skeleton Principal’s lackeys, they weren’t rude enough to cause such a commotion.
Rather…
“Oh dear. It’s Ram of the Garihi Family.”
“The Garihi Family… aren’t they Knights?”
“That’s right.”
The Great Artist drew the scene outside the window on the stone wall.
Then they could see a large Knight with blazing red hair harassing Petrogard students.
-Where is he!
-W-we don’t know what you’re talking about…
-Shut up! I know everything. You despicable spell-casting scoundrels. Hand him over right now!
“How dare he?”
As they say, blood is thicker than water – Lee Han was enraged by the opponent’s rude attitude.
It was a different story when someone from a Knight family came to a magic school’s territory and acted rudely.
An Einroguard student could go to Baldroguard territory and cause chaos, but a Knight shouldn’t do such things.
“If he’s from a Knight family, he should know propriety and manners, yet he’s doing such things. I must go stop him immediately!”
“…Wait a moment.”
The Great Artist quickly grabbed the hem of his junior’s cloak.
The wise Archmage full of profound mysteries he had shown earlier was nowhere to be seen, and a familiar atmosphere could be felt.
This was…
‘…Professor Verdus!’
To be precise, it felt similar to Professor Verdus when he was caught after refusing to do what the Skeleton Principal ordered.
It was absurd.
Why would he feel Professor Verdus’s atmosphere from such a kind, gentle, and thoughtful senior from the Skeleton Principal’s school?
“What’s wrong?”
“Well… you see.”
The Great Artist hesitated slightly, not wanting to show an ugly side in front of the youngest member of his school.
“Actually, I have a contract with that Knight, and it’s gotten a bit… into an unexpected situation…”
“…Don’t tell me you promised to give him a work but didn’t?!”
Lee Han was shocked.
Why were the mages of the Enchantment Magic School like this both inside and outside Einroguard?
* * *
“Hmm.”
“…”
“Hmm.”
“…”
“Hmmm…”
“Ah! Get lost!”
Gainando finally exploded.
It was because of Bunaljo, who kept going ‘hmm’ ‘hmm’ ‘hmmm’ behind him while he was drawing.
If he didn’t like it, he should just say it was bad – why did he keep making those sounds?
“The drawing is decent. Have you drawn a lot?”
“…What?!”
Gainando was startled by the opponent’s praise.
Honestly, the drawing before his eyes didn’t look particularly outstanding to Gainando.
Being from a wealthy family, Gainando had seen quite a few famous paintings coming and going, and naturally felt the difference between such paintings and his own.
“This is decent?”
Gainando sent a suspicious look.
‘Does this guy actually know nothing?’
“Of course the technique is terrible. But I can feel the sincere emotion contained within. Is it a beautiful moon spirit swimming in a night pond?”
“It’s my cool undead summon walking out of a poison swamp.”
“I see. So that’s why I felt resentment too.”
‘This guy really seems to know nothing.’
Gainando’s gaze deepened with even more suspicion, but Bunaljo didn’t care.
The upperclassman Petrogard student didn’t particularly mind such looks.
“Especially this purple. It’s mysterious… how did you make this color? Which guild did you buy the paint from?”
“Uh… well…”
Gainando was flustered by the sudden question.
He looked around and lowered his voice.
“Shh! Others shouldn’t know.”
“Is it a secret? That’s fine. Everyone has secrets. Especially with such good paint. I was just curious how you achieved such a good color. I’ll definitely keep the secret.”
At the opponent’s words, Gainando pondered for a long time before opening his mouth.
“Well… I made the color using poison from the cemetery where they dispose of poisonous insects.”
There was a reason Gainando was hesitating.
When drawing patterns on his coat last year, he had secretly taken black magic reagents from near the Dark Tower to use as dye.
Of course, Lee Han caught him and beat his back like a storm.
-Don’t! Mix! Elements! Whose! Exact! Composition! You! Don’t! Know!
-Ack! Ahhh! Sorry! Sorry!
“Poison! Amazing…!”
Bunaljo looked at Gainando with a surprised expression.
“D-don’t tell anyone.”
“Tell others? Of course not. Rather, there was a respectable guy at Einroguard after all.”
“Respectable?”
“You boldly cast off constraints for the beauty you desired.”
“That’s normal at Einroguard though.”
Bunaljo pretended not to hear and ignored it. Instead, he looked at other parts of the painting and asked.
“Is this blue color also perhaps?”
“…That’s made by grinding blue bones into pigment. You really can’t tell anyone, okay? If we get caught, I’ll have to throw it away.”
“I understand. I understand. Gainando… I’ll remember your name. Finish it up. It’s sure to become a good work.”
“Wait! Then I passed the test, right? Tell me about the great artist before you go!”
Gainando, who had momentarily nodded and was about to resume painting, belatedly came to his senses and called out to the other person.
“Ah. The artist. Well, for a mage like you, meeting him once wouldn’t be bad either. He is a great enchantment mage and an excellent artist.”
“What are his weaknesses?”
If he needed to rescue Lee Han, Gainando had to know the weaknesses first, so he asked directly.
“There are no weaknesses like that.”
“Don’t lie. There’s no way there aren’t any.”
Thud!
While the two were talking, some large knight appeared.
The moment they saw that knight, both Gainando and Bunaljo strongly thought of red.
That’s how red everything about the other person was.
Blazing red hair that seemed to be on fire. Crimson eyes, red-dyed armor and cloak…
“I am Ram from the Garihi family. Students. I’m a knight belonging to the Fire Watch.”
“H-hello?”
Ram looked around the surroundings with beast-like movements.
Then he looked at the painting Gainando was drawing and nodded.
“Pretty decent. A beautiful moon spirit swimming in a night pond?”
“No… it’s my cool undead summon walking out of a poison swamp.”
“I see. You chose an ambiguous description befitting someone from Petrogard.”
“No…!”
Gainando was about to jump up and down at the insulting words.
However, the other person jumped up first. The knight spoke in a voice that seemed to growl.
“I heard that someone called an ‘artist’ came here. Do you know where he is?”
“…I don’t know?”
“You’re lying. You two were just talking about it!”
The knight’s last words exploded in volume, overwhelming them both like a hammer.
Threatened, Gainando reacted like an Einroguard student.
“Guys!!!”
Thwack!
When paralysis and blinding poison burst out like fog at close range, Ram thought ‘oh no.’
He hadn’t expected to lose the initiative to a weak Petrogard student and had let his guard down.
“What kind of bastard is this?!”
Einroguard friends who were working nearby came running in a crowd.
No matter how much of a troublemaker Gainando was, he was an Einroguard troublemaker.
Since blood is thicker than water, his friends immediately launched a fierce attack on the knight in front of Gainando.
“Earth, bind his feet!”
“Light shall deceive the eyes…”
“How, how dare…! I am Ram from the Garihi family, belonging to the Fire Watch. You fools! Do you know what you’re doing right now?!”
Ram roared, his whole body swelling with rage.
Then the Einroguard students hesitated.
“…We’re from Baldrogard! Come find us anytime if you want revenge!”
“Hey. Run! Run!”
“Does anyone have a fog potion?”
The Einroguard students quickly retreated like the wind, taking Gainando with them.
Ram, who had enhanced his body with mana, drove out the poison, tore through the illusion magic, and even smashed the spells binding his ankles and wrists.
“Ugh! Why are those Baldrogard bastards here…”
If he had been a little less excited, he would have noticed that the magic came suspiciously fast and precise for Baldrogard students, but the knight was too excited to feel anything amiss.
Instead of chasing the disappeared mages, Ram grabbed another nearby student.
“Where is that person? Tell me!”
* * *
“…I absolutely didn’t delay on purpose. Please don’t think of me as the same kind of person as Verdus?”
Even as the great artist spoke, he felt like he was sinking deeper and deeper into a quagmire.
The feeling of being despised by the youngest member of the school!
The Skeleton Principal enjoyed being despised by his disciples, but the artist absolutely did not.
“Believe me!”
“I believe you, senior.”
“…!”
The artist felt tears forming behind his mask.
He was a disciple too good for the Skeleton Principal.
How did the Skeleton Principal get such a disciple not once but twice…
Thud thud thud thud thud!
-Senior! Senior!
An urgent voice was heard from outside. It was Professor Garcia’s voice.
“…Wait. I’ll open it for you.”
The artist gave up and opened the door.
Now that an unwelcome guest had come, he couldn’t continue being stubborn.
“There’s a knight outside right now, what’s going on?!”
“Well…”
In front of Professor Garcia and Professor Boladi, the great artist repeated the story he had told earlier.
Honestly, it was embarrassing, but it couldn’t be helped. These juniors were now old enough to know everything.
“I absolutely didn’t delay on purpose…”
“I believe you, senior.”
“…!!!”
At Professor Garcia’s words, the artist felt even thicker tears forming than before.
Even though he had tormented her by calling himself a traitor, she still showed such faith.
“Thank…”
“Then we’ll excuse ourselves now! Student Lee Han can’t get involved in this!”
Professor Garcia quickly pulled Lee Han toward her and threw him to Professor Boladi.
Swoosh!
Professor Boladi put his disciple on his shoulder and escaped by penetrating through the wall. Professor Garcia also quickly escaped using spatial magic behind him.
Regardless of their faith in their senior, they couldn’t leave their disciple in a place where a fight was about to break out.
“…”
The great artist could only bitterly admire his juniors’ growth.
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