Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1117
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Chapter 1117
Sarataan, who had watched the mage’s cold negotiation from beginning to end inside the staff, was impressed.
-Not bad.
“What are you talking about?”
-I thought you would fall for it.
Lee Han chuckled at Sarataan’s words.
It was certainly reasonable for that spirit to think so.
A contract with a powerful spirit was a temptation that mages could hardly resist.
“I suppose you could think that. But such an untrustworthy spirit…”
-Usually when you see spirits, you beg and plead so disgustingly that I was sure you’d do the same with that spirit… Aaaahhhhh!
Lee Han immediately injected mana. Sarataan rolled around inside the staff from the sudden attack.
-Why! Why!? We fought together!
“Don’t you understand what you just said? Huh?”
-What did I say… Ahhhhh! Wait! Wait! Give me a little time to think! Please, Master Mage!
Sarataan regained the courtesy he often forgot.
But still, he couldn’t understand why the mage was angry.
Didn’t he usually cling pathetically whenever he saw spirits?
“Forget it. What’s the point of getting angry at you.”
-Th-that’s right. I don’t know why, but please stop being angry. Hehe. The bad one is that Hwacheon General bastard, isn’t it.
Though he cursed inwardly, Sarataan didn’t show it and flattered instead.
“By the way, that spirit boasted confidently about being able to find the enemy he wants. Could that be true?”
-If it’s Hwacheon General… it’s probably really possible.
Once fire caught, it didn’t stop but spread in all directions. Fire would follow to the end with just one spark, one piece of kindling.
While spirits tended to be strongly influenced by the elements that formed their essence, Hwacheon General was particularly extreme among them.
A spirit that seemed to possess all the destructive aspects of flame.
-I’ve heard tales of his persistent tracking before. Rumor has it he tracks enemies by burning the threads of causality.
“What nonsense… Why are all spirits so good at cheating?”
Lee Han was newly shocked.
The innate powers possessed by races from other dimensions always amazed Lee Han.
Some races could enter their own dimensional realm that no one else could see and quietly stalk, while others could chase until the end of the world after just one fight…
‘Look who’s talking?’
Sarataan couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
From the spirits’ perspective, mages’ magic was also a sufficiently overpowered weapon.
Especially in Lee Han’s case, he harbored an immeasurable source of power within him. This power that mages called mana was definitely felt by spirits too.
“Then I can unexpectedly look forward to results.”
-Will you make a contract if he brings results?
“No.”
Lee Han answered firmly.
Seeing this, Sarataan felt just slightly sorry for Hwacheon General. From that attitude, it seemed he absolutely wouldn’t make a contract.
* * *
“Professor. Professor.”
“What is it, Lee Han?”
Professor Garcia, who was carefully examining Jowrin’s mouth, was puzzled by his disciple’s call.
His disciple was whispering as if looking around cautiously.
What’s going on?
“When and how will you escape?”
“…”
…
Even Jowrin, who had been staying still with her mouth open wide, was bewildered.
Why, why would they need to escape, she couldn’t understand…
“Your Majesty. That’s because Your Majesty misunderstands mages.”
However, Lee Han spoke as if teaching Jowrin instead.
“Mages are very greedy and despicable.”
…We… we fought together…
“You can fight together even with different ulterior motives. Look at Einroguard – students from other towers fight together when they have the same goal.”
Before Jowrin could be shocked by the dirty adult world, Professor Garcia hurriedly stepped in to mediate.
“I think I know what Lee Han is worried about. Of course, someone like Lee Han could be kidnapped and imprisoned by a mage tower.”
?!
Jowrin was startled.
This seemingly comfortable mage tower visit was such a dangerous occasion!?
Though not as much as Jowrin, Lee Han was equally surprised.
“Professor. I wasn’t thinking that far.”
“…Be quiet. Anyway, regardless of such worries, this time it’s fine.”
Why? The tower master could entice Lee Han and then chain him up!
Having precedent, Jowrin felt guilty and shouted first. Lee Han shook his head.
Professor Garcia answered in a surprised voice at Jowrin’s extreme worry.
“Your Majesty. Even so, Master Eulangdam is a distinguished figure of the Empire, so he wouldn’t do such extreme and rude things…”
Even if kidnapping, he would block the door and make excuses while trying to persuade, not chain someone up like in ancient times.
…Is that… such an extreme and rude… thing?
“What?”
“Let’s put this conversation aside for later and return to what we were discussing. Why is it fine this time?”
“Because Master Eulangdam has given up.”
* * *
Eulangdam, the mage who led the Daylily Mage Tower, held a long pipe and wore a melancholy expression.
Seeing this, several mages nearby exchanged glances and spoke up again.
“There are remaining events…”
“Forget it. Just forget it. Just as you cannot forcibly confine a dragon, the same goes for a dragon’s contractor.”
Instead of a sigh, smoke spread thickly. Eulangdam gazed into the air as if trying to console his regret.
It wasn’t that Eulangdam didn’t feel regret. How could he not regret giving up such talent?
But he had no choice but to give up.
From blocking Hwacheon General’s attack to when the dragon appeared, Eulangdam felt his heart sink.
He hadn’t expected it to be that impressive.
He would normally be greedy enough to invite someone to the mage tower, but when the contract with a dragon he’d forgotten even existed appeared, he instinctively felt ‘there’s no way I can bring this one.’
“Make sure to keep the mouths of those who were present shut tight. There will be many who’ll cause trouble if they know a dragon of imperial blood is active publicly.”
Though it might sound somewhat unscrupulous, Eulangdam prided himself on the Daylily Mage Tower’s methods being quite courteous.
They didn’t forcibly detain anyone, just prepared events to try persuading.
In contrast, the Empire loyalists seeking a suitable next imperial family member to install as the next emperor had no shame. They would definitely risk their lives chasing after dragon royalty.
“Yes. We’ll do that. Oh, the White Birch Knights…”
“Ugh.”
Eulangdam frowned as if he didn’t want to hear it. The wrinkles deeply etched on his forehead became even more pronounced.
No mage liked having their mistakes pointed out, but being criticized by knights was especially painful.
After boasting to just leave it to them, they let an Einroguard student get ambushed…
The knights probably wondered ‘Did mages from Baldrogard establish this mage tower?’
“They cautiously conveyed that while they understand Student Wardanaz volunteered, they still think he was given too dangerous a role.”
“…He didn’t volunteer, what are they talking about?”
Eulangdam was confused.
What crazy mage would make a 2nd-year student fight on the front lines, even if they volunteered?
Even Lord Gonadaltes, famous for his madness, wouldn’t do such a thing… well, he might, but anyway Eulangdam didn’t.
“Perhaps Student Wardanaz smoothed it over for us?”
“…Unbelievable, how do such good-hearted mages keep coming out from under His Excellency!”
The old archmage sighed with a voice full of envy.
When looking at the Skeleton Principal, the most incomprehensible point wasn’t that the disciples who learned under him were exceptionally skilled.
It was that the disciples had good character.
The former was understandable, but the latter – why on earth?
“Send gratitude and rewards to the White Birch Knights. Report to the Empire as well. If they hadn’t stepped forward first, anything could have happened. Hwacheon General, no less. A blessing in disguise.”
“There are also the guardians of Shadow Valley.”
“Ah. Give the same to those young friends. The leader was a mage from Callarogard, wasn’t he?”
“Yes. Named Jute, our magic tower has sent him an invitation before. He declined though.”
“The talents we covet never want to join the magic towers.”
When the Empire’s magic schools approached graduation, various magic towers would be on high alert.
Wasn’t it the best time to recruit outstanding talents?
However, the mage leading those adventurers had already left Callarogard before the invitation even arrived.
It wasn’t from ignorance, but because his resolve was already firm.
“Eulangdam sir. But speaking of which.”
“?”
“What if we stop trying to recruit him, but Wardanaz still wants to join the magic tower? Would we still refuse?”
“…”
The mages present glared at their tactless colleague.
They were trying so hard to let go of their lingering attachment, and here comes this clueless remark!
“You call that a question?”
“Just give up already!”
“Enough, enough. Don’t fight. What’s the point of arguing over this?”
Eulangdam stopped his colleagues.
Then he puffed on his pipe once and spoke quietly.
“If that were to happen, we’d have to respect the other party’s wishes and proceed straight to the contract.”
“…”
You said you’d given up!
* * *
“Thank you. Please return safely.”
Lee Han’s group, having come outside, bid farewell to those who had helped them this time.
Bamandan, a knight from the White Birch Knights, hesitated slightly before speaking.
“Student Wardanaz. If I may give some advice, you should stop putting yourself on the front lines without regard for your safety in matters like this. That’s what knights are for. Well then, farewell.”
“…What???”
Lee Han reacted belatedly, but the knights were already far away.
What kind of novel nonsense is this??
“Professor. Did you tell them I volunteered?!”
“Who would say such ridiculous nonsense? Who would believe that?”
‘Very logical.’
Even while bewildered, Lee Han couldn’t help but agree with Professor Garcia’s words.
Who would believe he stepped forward because he wanted to directly fight a spirit?
“Maybe they heard rumors about student Lee Han and made their own assumptions? Other knights from the White Birch Knights have met student Lee Han several times…”
From the knights’ perspective, it wouldn’t be strange to think Lee Han had stepped forward rather than it being an unexpected mistake by the magic tower.
“How can such experienced and seasoned knights make arbitrary judgments based on rumors alone!”
“R-right.”
While Lee Han was feeling very wronged, the adventurers came outside. Jute looked at Lee Han with admiration.
“I’ve heard a lot from Professor Mortum, but I was truly amazed. To think you actually aimed to face it directly.”
At first, he thought the spirit had escaped the encirclement with unexpected brute force, but later hearing from the knights, it seemed that situation had been induced from the beginning.
From a mage’s perspective, who didn’t favor close combat, it was nothing but admirable. Truly a talent who would bring glory to the Empire’s dark magic school.
While the disciple couldn’t respond due to excessive indignation, Professor Garcia quickly exchanged greetings.
“Thank you all so much. Please return safely.”
“We’re grateful too. Thank you once again for yielding the credit to us.”
After the adventurers left as well, Lee Han finally caught his breath.
‘The Empire needs to create a law banning false rumors.’
Just then, his spiritual vision suddenly opened. It was a signal that Angel Apazragon was about to appear.
Apazragon opened his mouth to confirm whether the story he had just heard was true.
To learn from a pioneer’s actions, it was important to understand the exact intentions.
-Was it really intentional? What was the reason?
“…You, sit down here for a moment.”
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