Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1055
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Chapter 1055
“Please, please. I’m telling you he’s a worshipper of evil gods! Really! He’s much more than a guy like me…”
“You be quiet.”
Giselle drew her ice-gleaming blade from its sheath and pointed it at the other person’s throat. When the cold frost touched his body, Toman shut his mouth.
“Hey. Isn’t Wardanaz acting a bit strange?”
When his elf friend asked in a whisper, Gainando tilted his head.
“What do you mean?”
“…He wouldn’t normally act like this.”
Generally, Wardanaz was always on the calm side.
Whether facing a duke or dealing with monsters from other dimensions…
Of course, his naturally composed facial features probably helped, but that alone wouldn’t be enough.
But Wardanaz’s current appearance was somehow strange.
‘He seems strangely excited. Come to think of it, it’s like he’s monitoring Professor Bagrek too.’
At first, he thought Wardanaz was very interested in bounty hunting and that’s why he followed Professor Bagrek around like this, but now he was starting to doubt that.
“Lee Han was always like that though?”
“…”
A light flash of contempt flickered in Giselle’s eyes before disappearing.
‘This guy is more useless than Alpha.’
Suddenly she felt grateful for her tower friends.
Still, instead of revealing her inner thoughts, Giselle pretended to be impressed.
“I see. Hearing you say that, Prince, it does seem that way. You’re truly Wardanaz’s closest friend.”
“Moradi, I’ve always thought you were the smartest and most perceptive person of character in the White Tiger Tower.”
Gainando’s face brightened and he immediately fell for it. It was so easy that Giselle was actually shocked.
‘This guy, is he actually acting?’
While Giselle was manipulating Gainando beside him, Lee Han was rapidly turning his thoughts.
‘Damn it. Why are these worshippers of evil gods so diligent? Why of all places here…’
The reason Lee Han cut off the dwarven mage’s words and made him shut up was simple.
1. Listen to the mage’s words to the end.
2. Giselle and Gainando who went downstairs report “Professor, there’s an evil god called the Fair Arbiter.”
3. Professor Boladi, whose eyes have rolled back, beats up Lee Han and goes off to catch the worshipper of evil gods.
4. The Skeleton Principal comes and mocks him.
…It was highly likely to flow like that.
‘I need to block information related to evil gods. I absolutely must make him shut up.’
“Toman.”
“?”
The dwarven mage, who had been paralyzed with fear, turned his head at the call.
The Einroguard-born mage with sculptural features was secretly speaking to him.
“You stupid fool. I almost lost my achievement because of you. You should have only told me secretly.”
“…!”
Toman’s eyes widened.
So right now…?
“If you want to make a deal, never tell the other guys. Got it?”
“I, I understand. I get it…! But you guys, aren’t you Einroguard mages? Coming from the same place, why on earth are you secretly…?”
Toman had naturally heard of Einroguard’s name before.
Wasn’t it one of the magic schools that led the Empire’s twin horses?
“What’s with this bastard?”
“Huh, what? Isn’t it?”
“…That’s not what’s important. Never mind.”
Lee Han was about to ask about something else but stopped.
Not only was it not important, but even if he heard it, it would probably just make him angry.
“I, I thought you were colleagues from the same magic school…”
He definitely thought they were close colleagues, but to think they were competing like this. Toman couldn’t understand.
Lee Han said coldly.
“Hmph. They’re just competitors I’ll have to trample and climb over someday.”
‘Scary!’
At those words, Toman got goosebumps.
To think those friendly-looking mages were actually hiding knives behind their backs and competing.
Even in a magic school, all sorts of schemes and plots were rampant inside.
‘All magic schools might really be like this.’
“Keke. I’m from a great noble family. If you break your promise, I’ll destroy you.”
“Ah… I understand. I get it!”
Toman surrendered completely to the evil great noble’s threat. Lee Han felt deeply tired.
‘Damn it. Those worshippers of evil gods. I’ll never forgive them.’
Lee Han first sent a paper bird to Professor Garcia. The content was that a worshipper of evil gods had been discovered.
Unless the opponent was an idiot, they would have seen the commotion in Toman’s room and immediately fled, but he had to report it.
Then he called Professor Boladi who was waiting downstairs.
“Professor! We caught him!”
“Ah, can’t I tell Jahan who’s downstairs either?”
“I said no, you bastard. Do you want to taste the cruel revenge of a great noble family? Huh?”
“Ah, I understand! I said I understand!”
Toman trembled.
To think he was secretly competing against even the master who taught him.
Einroguard was truly a scary place.
* * *
Professor Boladi was waiting on the street below the inn window.
Rough mercenaries passing by spotted the mage whose attire was clearly different and tried to pick a fight, but when they made eye contact, they quickly lowered their heads.
‘Strange.’
The original plan was as follows.
1. Lee Han’s group knocks on the door.
2. Toman, finding it suspicious, escapes through the window.
3. Professor Boladi catches him.
Of course, if things went wrong, a fight could break out in the inn corridor. This was even more likely since the wanderers staying in such places didn’t particularly like people asking questions.
But Professor Boladi wasn’t too worried.
With his disciple’s skills, he could subdue those staying in such places with one hand, and with his remaining hand, he could even call for support.
But the situation flowed toward the most unexpected possibility.
Bewitched by something, Toman obediently opened the door and was subdued without a fight.
Although there was quite a difference in height and distance, Professor Boladi was checking the situation inside the room with echolocation magic.
‘Why isn’t he reporting?’
Professor Boladi wondered if there had been an accident inside.
If someone got hurt…
‘It would be the Prince.’
Lee Han and Giselle weren’t students who would get hurt, so it could only be Gainando. He thought there might have been a mistake during the subduing that caused an injury.
-Professor! We caught him!
Pop!
Professor Boladi flew through the air and entered through the window. Toman, with a gag in his mouth, was sprawled among the students.
“Toman. I arrest you for the crime of stealing corpses from the western cemetery and the crime of stealing fourteen horses from the ranch. The Empire’s court will judge you.”
“Mmph mmph mmph.”
“?”
Professor Boladi felt puzzled once again.
The captured Toman’s reaction was strange.
Normally he should have shown emotions of regret or fear, but the guy kept glancing at Wardanaz as if gauging something.
‘A deal?’
It wasn’t easy to fool a battle mage who had been through countless trials. Professor Boladi suspected that Lee Han and this dwarven mage had made some kind of deal in that short time.
It wasn’t particularly surprising. This fearless disciple always wanted trials and hardships of higher difficulty than what was given.
Just look at how he secretly participated in the expedition chasing monsters from the void beyond dimensions last time. This was something that couldn’t be stopped even if you tried.
If he had secretly heard information about a dangerous criminal because he wanted to catch them himself…
Professor Boladi glanced at Lee Han. It seemed he would need to keep watch for a while.
‘Surely he didn’t notice.’
Lee Han felt uneasy inside.
Professor Boladi’s gaze felt subtly different from usual, creating a strange sense of unease.
“Take him down.”
“Yes. Understood.”
The professor sent Lee Han down first, then asked questions to the weakest link—Gainando.
“What happened?”
Gainando explained exactly what had occurred.
The door opened and Lee Han and Giselle beat up the poor dwarven mage…
“He kept chattering, so Lee Han got angry and told him to shut up.”
“I see.”
Professor Boladi felt his hypothesis gaining strength.
If it was an attitude of wanting to monopolize information, that reaction made sense too.
“Didn’t you think it was strange?”
“It was a bit strange.”
“Not strange at all? Lee Han was always like that.”
Giselle and Gainando’s reactions split.
At that reaction, Professor Boladi hesitated. It seemed Gainando was closer to his disciple after all.
“Is that so.”
“…Professor. You’re not listening to the Prince, are you? Wardanaz was strange. It’s obvious.”
“Moradi. What did you whisper?”
“I said your words were persuasive.”
“Thanks!”
Gainando grinned broadly.
His friends had said various things about this northern elf friend who led the White Tiger Tower, but it seemed there had been some misunderstanding.
Meanwhile, Lee Han returned. Professor Boladi stared intently at his disciple and said.
“Wardanaz.”
“Yes?”
“Don’t do anything dangerous.”
“…???!”
Lee Han was very bewildered.
What was this about?
* * *
This isn’t good news.
The Skeleton Principal sighed after checking the dwarven mage that Professor Garcia had captured and the nearby inn employees (actually, it was closer to them trembling and accepting even though she had only asked, not captured them).
It was quite a coincidence, but even accounting for that, it was clear that the followers of Sanguilos were rapidly increasing.
“Pl-please spare me. Just spare my life! Please!”
Seems like it’s your first time seeing a floating skull. It’s not necessarily a sign of death. Sometimes it’s a symbol of good fortune too.
The Skeleton Principal comforted the young servant.
If someone lacked experience with undead monsters, it wouldn’t be strange for them to be frightened seeing the Skeleton Principal’s smooth skull.
“N-no. Lord Marryongwan! I saw Lord Marryongwan entering the capital two years ago! Please don’t feed me to that troll monster over there!”
“…”
Professor Garcia felt wronged.
She had clearly asked nicely!
Hey.
‘Oops.’
As the Skeleton Principal’s voice turned cold, Professor Garcia felt a chill for the first time in a while.
That was truly a sign of danger.
If you want to survive in this manor, watch your tongue. If you babble like that one more time, I’ll tear your soul to shreds and feed it to the hounds of hell.
“Eh, hey. Why are you being like this, Principal?”
Carve letters on that bastard’s forehead and tongue. So the capital folks can see. I should have hung that count bastard longer last time. These idiots have already forgotten and are acting like this.
“Really don’t do that. He’s still young.”
The servant looked at Professor Garcia with moved eyes.
At first he thought she was a scary monster, but it turned out she was the kindest person in this eerie wizard’s manor.
Young my ass. Old enough to kill people. Then old enough to die too.
“So, so that old stable keeper disappeared, right?”
“Y-yes!”
“If he appears again, don’t hesitate to call us. He’s a very dangerous and suspicious criminal. He’s qualitatively different from the mercenaries staying at the inn.”
“Y-yes!”
The Skeleton Principal, still not having his irritation subside, swept everyone from the inn keeper to the employees with his blue gaze and declared.
Call the guards. Lock them all up.
“Oh, oh my. Please! From now on I’ll only accept those with confirmed identities!”
“Principal. This isn’t our manor, so don’t go too far… Strange rumors will spread in the capital.”
Professor Garcia spoke while thinking of her disciple’s reputation.
Her disciple already carried dangerous and suspicious rumors, so there would be nothing good about doing such things at that disciple’s villa.
Terrifying manor rumors might already be spreading…
It’s the Wardanaz manor anyway, so what. What is Wardanaz doing?
“He’s accompanying Professor Bagrek’s remaining hunt.”
Good grief. How much does he love bounty hunting.
“…You told him to follow, Principal…!”
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