Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1093

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Chapter 1093

Gonadaltes: How did you know?

“…”

Ilendil inwardly thought he was crazy.

How many idle dragons would there be coming to the Empire to sightsee Einroguard!

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Just… by intuition…

Gonadaltes: Oh. As expected of you, Senior.

‘There must be few compliments in the world as unpleasant as this.’

Even at his junior’s praise, Ilendil made a displeased expression.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: So he’s basically coming to see you?

Gonadaltes: What kind of ridiculous slander are you making? Of course I am a dragon’s contractor. But Prince Jowurin is coming to see the famous scenic spots of Einroguard. You must not be mistaken about this point.

Lee Han strongly denied it.

If he got wrongly entangled here, all the dragons’ visits could end up being blamed on Lee Han.

Prince Uman’s visit was because of the Skeleton Principal, and Prince Jowurin’s visit might have a tiny bit to do with himself, but strictly speaking, all of Einroguard should share the responsibility.

Because he was coming to play since Einroguard looked fun.

‘I’m absolutely not at fault in this matter. I’m an innocent victim.’

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Contract?

‘Oops.’

Lee Han realized his mistake.

He had been forgetting lately because faculty kept appearing around him, but the fact that Lee Han had been recognized by a dragon and even made a contract was classified information that wasn’t as well-known as one might think.

Only a few bureaucrats and family heads knew…

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: You were chosen by a dragon?!

Gonadaltes: If this fact leaks out even a little, I’ll write all the aliases Senior used and everything you said under those aliases on every bulletin board in Einroguard.

“…”

Though invisible to his junior, Ilendil’s face turned pale.

Isn’t that, isn’t that too much?!

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: You, you’re the one who said it, junior…

Gonadaltes: Hmph. Keep your mouth shut.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: I absolutely won’t say anything. I won’t…

Gonadaltes: More importantly, will the school change a lot when the dragon inspector comes?

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: It would.

As a fourth year, Ilendil had seen an inspector come a few years ago.

Of course, that inspector wasn’t a dragon but an ordinary imperial bureaucrat elf, but it was still enough to shake up the school.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Right. There was an incident where all the students who were caught trying to escape and sent to detention were released. Seeing that, everyone attempted to escape.

Gonadaltes: Oh.

Lee Han’s eyes lit up.

Such excellent advice?

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: And after the inspector left, they were dragged back to detention…

Gonadaltes: …

‘Not very helpful.’

-Are you there?

The butler called for Lee Han from outside.

He had been resting alone in the reception room under the excuse of taking a break, but as time dragged on, he came looking out of concern.

-Should I call someone?

“Ah. No. I’ve fully recovered.”

Lee Han closed the book and stood up.

He didn’t need to recover in the first place.

The young prince had handled all the difficult tasks, and the battle that occurred in between only consumed mana.

‘Should I have pretended to struggle a bit more?’

He could have left originally, but the reason he waited like this was to receive a reward out of courtesy.

Etiquette among nobles was like a kind of rule, with many cases where how to behave in certain situations was predetermined.

In cases like now where a guest visiting a mansion provided help, it was proper to give thanks in return.

If he just left, it would be perfect for rumors of being an impolite person.

The problem was that Lee Han didn’t particularly want to receive anything.

Having come to someone else’s mansion and even dug up ancient artifacts, receiving gifts on top of that would cause some pangs of conscience even for an Einroguard student.

‘I didn’t even struggle, but receiving a reward makes my conscience ache a bit…’

Lee Han looked around.

He wondered if there was something magic-related he could teach the other person.

‘Tsk. I should have studied harder normally.’

If he were a real upperclassman, he would have skillfully imparted magical teachings!

“Thank you so much for today. Here, please accept this as thanks!”

Irendy held out a scroll well-preserved in a wooden box. At that sight, Lee Han felt slightly relieved.

‘If it’s a magic scroll, it shouldn’t be that expensive.’

Of course, magic scrolls could be as expensive as one wanted them to be, but looking at the scroll’s paper, it was white flower paper. It was paper that couldn’t contain very powerful magic.

Lee Han, who had been carefully examining the rolled-up scroll, suddenly noticed something strange.

‘What? I can’t feel any mana?’

If it were a magic scroll, no matter how well sealed, there should be faintly detectable mana.

But from the magic scroll the other person gave as a gift, no mana could be felt at all.

Could it be a magic scroll made so well that it could fool Lee Han’s senses?

“What kind of magic scroll is this?”

“Huh? It’s not a magic scroll though?”

“Haha. As expected, Mr. Wardanaz. You never stop being interested in magic.”

Irendy and the butler started laughing. Naturally, Lee Han couldn’t laugh.

‘Then what is it?’

“If it’s not a magic scroll, what is it?”

Instead of answering, the butler directly unrolled the scroll.

…to the owner of this certificate, ownership of the Oak Ranch in Illeinas City, Western Empire…

“???”

Lee Han froze as if hit by a petrification curse.

Then belatedly, stammering, he asked back.

“Was it perhaps a land deed??”

“Precisely, it’s a document proving rights to the ranch and nearby land. It’s one of the documents we recently purchased, and we thought it would make a good gift for Mr. Wardanaz…”

The butler explained with a smile.

Even he thought this gift chosen by Irendy was a very dignified present.

It was neither too expensive nor too materialistic, and even had the symbolism of a beautiful ranch.

If it had been documents for a mine or manufacturing workshop, it would have looked slightly greedy.

Thud!

Lee Han staggered and bumped into a chair beside him. The two were startled.

“Are you alright?!”

“I’m, I’m fine. It’s aftereffects from the earlier battle.”

“As expected…! I’ll call someone!”

“No. Really. Truly. I’m fine.”

* * *

The Skeleton Principal, who had been conducting a meeting while unauthorized occupying his disciple’s mansion, witnessed his disciple returning from outside.

-Sigh.

“?”

-Hah.

“???”

The guy who usually didn’t change his expression and remained steadfast even when Professor Verdus tormented him was looking only at the ground and letting out deep sighs every 3 seconds.

The Skeleton Principal called Professor Garcia.

“Professor Garcia.”

“Ah. Yes.”

Professor Garcia quickly stopped the summoned creature she was controlling remotely and looked up.

She had been controlling a summoned creature in Einroguard’s private room to manipulate an artifact.

“Do you see that Wardanaz kid?”

“Yes. He’s sighing every 3 seconds.”

“What do you think is making him act like that?”

“Doesn’t everyone get depressed when a new semester starts?”

“That kid is an exception. He’s the type who would be happy to learn magic again.”

“Even so, that’s… Hmm. You might be right, Principal.”

Professor Garcia, who was about to argue, hesitated.

Just as she herself enjoyed the start of the semester, there was a possibility her disciple would too.

“Could it be because a new inspector is coming?”

“Smart kid. He already knows that outsiders shouldn’t enter Einroguard.”

The Skeleton Principal nodded with satisfaction.

Some of the idiotic second years at the villa had strange expectations about the inspector, but that was a big mistake.

“Maybe he’s burdened by Prince Jowurin’s visit.”

“…Don’t tell His Majesty that.”

The Skeleton Principal made a serious request.

It didn’t matter if Wuman’s feelings got hurt, but Jowurin was still very young.

If he heard such words, he might burst into tears.

“Just in case, go ask him. Professor Garcia. If it’s because of Prince Jowurin, tell him to put on a smiling face.”

‘Is that really so easy to do…?’

Professor Garcia tilted her head and stood up.

Regardless of the Skeleton Principal’s order, she was curious about what was wrong. Why was her disciple sighing so deeply?

-So…

-Yes. I really regret…

-No. Student Lee Han did well…

Professor Garcia walked over to her disciple, exchanged a few words, then nodded and returned. The Skeleton Principal asked curiously.

“So, what was the reason?”

“A generous noble gave him land documents as a gift, but he refused because it felt too burdensome.”

“That stupid fool! What on earth has he been learning at Einroguard?”

The Skeleton Principal scolded sharply with disappointment.

Of all students, he couldn’t believe Wardanaz would make such a mistake.

“Student Lee Han was just saying he regrets it and should have accepted it even if it was land near Baldroguard.”

“I take back what I just said. That kid has spirit after all. There’s no reason to accept such land.”

“…You’re not worried that Student Lee Han might transfer to Baldroguard, are you?”

“How could that be possible, Professor Garcia.”

“I thought so.”

Professor Garcia felt slightly relieved. It seemed to be her misunderstanding after all.

‘There’s absolutely no reason for Student Lee Han to go to Baldroguard.’

“Though I am a bit worried he might escape and hide.”

“…”

While Professor Garcia was dumbfounded, the Skeleton Principal called Lee Han.

Lee Han, who had been sighing deeply, approached with a gloomy and depressed aura.

“What is it…”

“Brighten up your face. If you want it that badly, you can just take it by force later.”

“Yes…”

His disciple was more severely affected than expected.

The Skeleton Principal wondered if he should hit him once to bring him back to normal as he spoke.

“The new semester is starting soon, and I have a mission for you.”

“?”

Lee Han looked up at the Skeleton Principal.

A mission when the new semester was about to start?

“Am I returning to school late again?”

“Late? Anyone listening might misunderstand. Come out.”

At the Skeleton Principal’s command, an adventurer carefully appeared.

It was Ibinta, the thief leader who had been building an underground fortress not far from the capital, whom Lee Han also recognized.

“You know him, right? Tin Pot Ibintada.”

“Ir-Iron Cloak…”

“What?”

“Nothing. It’s Tin Pot…”

Though he was a fierce and intimidating thief leader, he was nothing but a mouse before a tiger in front of the ancient archmage.

Ibinta couldn’t even correct his nickname and quietly shut his mouth.

“Yes. I remember him, but why is this person…”

“You’ll be using him as a servant during this semester.”

“???”

Lee Han fell into even more confusion at the Skeleton Principal’s words that seemed to skip several steps.

Use him as a servant?

“Should I kill him and summon him as undead?”

“…”

“…Didn’t you attend the magical ethics education lecture? I’m sure you did. Anyway, it’s not that. It’s not about using him as a servant inside the school either. I’m talking about when you go outside.”

Leaving the trembling Ibinta alone, the Skeleton Principal continued his explanation.

Obviously, during the second semester, this disciple would frequently go out for requests.

“It’s not confirmed yet. I might only take requests inside…”

“Be quiet. Don’t say such nonsense.”

The Skeleton Principal ignored him.

Students who stood out at Einroguard received direct requests by their third year, but the Wardanaz family boy was even more exceptional.

Just from the letters the Skeleton Principal had received so far, there was no way he could stay only inside the school.

“You still remember the story about those worshippers of evil gods connected to Professor Boladi, right?”

“Yes.”

“I said they wouldn’t act rashly, but I can’t completely trust that. You need to keep proper watch.”

“You could trust the professor a bit more…”

“I do trust him. If I didn’t, I would have locked him in the punishment room.”

While saying something that didn’t feel trustful at all, the Skeleton Principal pointed at Tin Pot, no, Iron Cloak Ibinta.

“This guy knows quite a bit about thieves and mercenaries and has wide connections. He might notice suspicious people first, and you can make him do various odd jobs. If you think they’re like those worshippers of evil gods, contact me immediately.”

It meant to take him along as a kind of servant and watchman.

Lee Han had a part he didn’t understand, so he asked.

“But Principal. The capital aside, requests will take us all over the empire, so isn’t the probability of meeting those worshippers of evil gods too low? Do you think they’ll approach Professor Bagrek after all?”

“Who knows.”

“?”

Lee Han was puzzled by the Skeleton Principal’s answer.

Then why prepare to this extent?

“I don’t know about that, but I have a feeling you’ll somehow encounter them. You’re the type who attracts bad luck in these situations.”

“…”

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