Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1123

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Chapter 1123

The Blue Dragon Tower students scattered like an ebbing tide. As Lee Han clicked his tongue while watching their retreating figures, a paper bird flew in through the window.

Come to the principal’s office immediately!

-Gonadaltes

“…”

Power was sweet but dangerous by nature.

Lee Han came to realize this fact anew.

* * *

-But why are you taking me along?

The hamster squeaked in confusion from inside its cage.

After leaving him abandoned in the basement of the dark magic school’s tower for quite some time, this guy suddenly had some wind blow through him and came out again carrying the cage in one hand.

Lee Han smiled kindly and said.

“No matter how busy I’ve been lately, I think I was too harsh. I brought you out to at least let you see the outside.”

-Hmph! What’s the point now.

The hamster was secretly pleased but squeaked grumpily. And at the same time, he felt self-loathing.

…Getting excited about going out for a walk after becoming a mage!

‘…I need to get back as soon as possible!’

He was slightly afraid that at this rate, he might really become a pet.

-Have you arrived?

When the Death Knights spotted Lee Han, they greeted him from afar.

Having committed a sin, Lee Han glanced around his surroundings.

‘There shouldn’t be any traps or ambushes prepared.’

Currently, Wuman was actively flying around again based on the advice he had received from Lee Han.

As such, even if the Skeleton Principal were to attack, it would be difficult for him to fly over immediately. Lee Han slightly regretted not bringing him along somehow.

You’re here? Sit down.

The skeleton floating in mid-air gestured with his chin for Lee Han to sit. Having committed a sin, Lee Han sat down obediently.

But…

“?”

Why is that guy acting like that?

“Ah.”

The hamster, who had just realized the truth, was glaring at Lee Han with eyes full of hatred and resentment.

You said you’d let me take a walk but brought me to an archmage’s lair?!

The intention was very wicked and obvious. In case of emergency, wasn’t he planning to use him as a shield.

“It’s nothing. He seems angry because I haven’t been taking him on walks lately.”

Talking about walks. He should be grateful I spared his life.

The Skeleton Principal sneered while looking at the hamster.

Under that chilling gaze, the hamster didn’t dare lift his head. He knew all too well the opponent’s ruthlessness.

The fact that this young mage could grumble in front of him was a privilege only possible because he was his disciple.

If an outsider, especially one with a mage criminal background, acted arrogantly, he couldn’t even imagine what miserable fate would await him.

“Principal. Let me be clear, I merely gave advice…”

I raided the hideouts of those Heretic Worshippers you told me about. Most were already closed, but we had success in a few places.

“…Ah!”

Lee Han finally remembered what he had reported.

He had reported the information about the worshippers of evil gods that Hwacheon General had told him directly to the Skeleton Principal.

‘So that’s why he called me.’

Lee Han felt relieved.

Come to think of it, the Skeleton Principal was also a responsible adult and someone who cared for Wuman, so there was no way he’d get angry over just giving some advice.

Advice?

“It’s nothing.”

Right. I understand. Parkjuenaz. Now. So what kind of results did we get…

“…Wait, did you just say Parkjuenaz?”

No? Wardanaz. What are you talking about?

The Skeleton Principal blinked his eye sockets and acted as if he knew nothing. Lee Han felt suspicious but let it slide for now.

“What kind of results are we talking about?”

We found out that they’re very motivated. And that they’re about to make a move soon.

As soon as he received the report, the Skeleton Principal mobilized Death Knights and nearby regional forces to raid the old sanctuaries.

There was nothing good about delaying this kind of work.

Caught off guard, the worshippers of evil gods couldn’t mount a proper counterattack and had to abandon their old sanctuaries while shedding tears of blood.

Although much information was destroyed during the battle, experienced mages and knights read many things from those traces.

The regions and cities that the Heretic Worshippers cult had been targeting recently, several plans they were preparing, people they were paying attention to…

They would have scrapped all their plans. But the regions and cities they were concerned about should be quite useful.

“That’s good news.”

No. It’s not good news. You were among the people they were paying attention to.

“…What?!?!”

Lee Han was greatly shocked.

And at the same time, he thought.

‘Don’t tell me those worshippers of evil gods share information with each other??’

If the Prahgal cult or the Krsaksarigol cult had spread false rumors, it would make sense for the Heretic Worshippers cult’s evil god worshippers to harbor unnecessary wariness toward Lee Han.

How many times had Lee Han interfered with their work. Especially in the case of the Prahgal cult, it wouldn’t be strange if they were grinding their teeth in rage.

But Lee Han felt sufficiently wronged too.

‘It’s not like I intentionally interfered. These bastards.’

What was he supposed to do when they appeared everywhere he went and caused trouble.

He couldn’t just meekly stick out his neck and wait.

You don’t need to be that scared already. It’s not like they have an assassination plan prepared for you or anything.

The Skeleton Principal explained calmly.

If the worshippers of evil gods had been seriously planning an assassination, the Skeleton Principal himself would have been more surprised.

When those lunatics still had plenty of people in the Empire to hold grudges against, why would they target some green kid?

The list on which the Heretic Worshippers cult’s evil god worshippers had put Wardanaz’s name was not an assassination list.

To be precise, it was a list of people worth recruiting or brainwashing.

“…”

Among current students, you’re the only one. Congratulations.

“Wow… thank you.”

Lee Han answered in a lukewarm voice.

Even 5th and 6th year students hadn’t made it onto the list, yet his name was on it.

Rather than being happy, he felt absurd.

“What could be the reason?”

Well. As I’ve said several times, it’s hard to read the thoughts of lunatics… It might be because you defeated the King of Ghouls.

“I see…”

Or maybe because of the king of Frost Giants. Or it could be because you defeated anti-magic extremists or mage criminals.

“I understand.”

Lee Han answered because he didn’t want to hear more.

He already understood more than enough. There were too many reasons to guess which one it was.

Or maybe because you’re a dragon’s contractor. Or it might be…

“I said I understand?”

Why are you getting annoyed when I’m explaining?

The Skeleton Principal deliberately went through each plausible reason one by one, as if he was going to use this opportunity to release his pent-up resentment.

“…Then what should I do going forward?”

Nothing.

“Excuse me?”

Nothing! Trying to do something at times like this is more dangerous.

The Skeleton Principal wasn’t joking.

Those lunatics valued Wardanaz quite highly. It wasn’t incomprehensible.

Right now, various rare titles were hanging from the boy like medals of honor.

At times like this, he needed to act as usual. If he tried to lure the opponent or boldly stepped forward for no reason, it could backfire.

Act as if you know nothing, as usual. Parkjuenaz. Actually, I wasn’t going to tell you this information either… but knowing your personality, if I didn’t tell you, you’d probably cause even more trouble. So I decided to just warn you instead.

“…You definitely said Parkjuenaz just now.”

This time he was certain. Lee Han was dumbfounded.

Hamster. You tell me. Did I just say Parkjuenaz?

-You… you didn’t.

See. I didn’t say it.

‘Really petty.’

Lee Han wondered how an Archmage could be so petty.

Did the worshippers of evil gods who were sharpening their knives against the Skeleton Principal even know their enemy was this petty?

Lee Han, who had been cursing the Principal inwardly, decided to stop for now and ask the important questions first.

“Principal. But does Professor Bagrek know about this too?”

No. I haven’t told her yet.

“…Then may I tell her?”

Hmm.

Surprisingly, the Skeleton Principal fell into deep thought instead of answering immediately. It was an uncharacteristic behavior for the Archmage who always answered decisively.

You decide for yourself.

“Pardon?”

I’m telling you to judge and decide whether to tell her. If you think Professor Boladi will act calmly after hearing it, then tell her. If not, don’t.

“What do you mean…”

Lee Han, who was about to argue in bewilderment, realized the Skeleton Principal was serious.

Honestly, I’m still half-doubtful about Professor Boladi. That’s why I even considered excluding her. I did end up including her in the end, but… anyway, it might be better for you to tell her than for me to. It’s absurd to say, but strangely, there are sometimes people who ignore their sky-high master’s words but listen to their disciple’s words.

“I think you would assess the situation better than I would, Principal.”

Lee Han honestly lacked confidence.

What kind of reaction would Professor Boladi show if he reported, ‘Professor! I’ve been put on the recruitment list of worshippers of evil gods!’?

She definitely wouldn’t be proud, and would either nod stoically or suggest a preemptive strike…

However, the Skeleton Principal didn’t allow any further objections, as if annoyed.

I trust you. You should trust yourself too. With your abilities, Parkjuenaz, you should be able to assess it.

“…If you keep calling me Parkjuenaz, I’m going to report you to the Inspector.”

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‘Why is Wardanaz staring so intently like that?’

Professor Kirmin Ku, who was conducting the 3rd year 2nd semester lecture, 【Basics of Spirit-Based Projections】, was puzzled.

Of course, this lecture wasn’t particularly easy.

While many mages knew how to create simple projections, few could create truly high-level projections.

It was easy to create phantom-like projections using elemental power or simple illusions.

However, making those projections act realistically or giving them texture was completely different.

To do that, one had to start by recognizing the mage’s own soul and be able to freely divide or separate it.

…But today’s lecture is just basic theoretical content about souls?

‘Wasn’t Wardanaz already able to detect souls last semester?’

Thinking he might have been mistaken, he looked back, and Wardanaz was still staring intently.

His eyes rippled with very deep contemplation.

After pondering, Professor Kirmin called Lee Han.

“Wardanaz.”

“Yes?”

“I know what you’re thinking about.”

“Really?!”

Lee Han was surprised.

Had he perhaps heard something separately from the Skeleton Principal?

Come to think of it, Professor Boladi didn’t seem to have many friends. That was putting it nicely – it was questionable whether she had any friends other than the professor in front of him.

“You’re concentrating on trying to cast spirit projection right away. Right? But I don’t recommend that. Recognizing the soul is already difficult, but freely dividing or separating it is even more difficult.”

Professor Kirmin explained kindly.

The Illusion Magic school was a rare school at Einroguard where the professor was kind. It couldn’t even be compared to the Enchantment Magic school or the Healing Magic school.

If it had been Professor Verdus, he would have immediately pushed him to try it, but Professor Kirmin didn’t do that.

The goal of this lecture wasn’t even casting in the first place. The lecture’s goal was literally to build foundations.

“That’s not it though.”

“It’s not?”

Professor Kirmin was slightly flustered.

With excellent illusion magic skills and innate racial abilities, this professor had rarely failed at reading others’ emotions.

But the boy in front of him was an exception. His massive mana power acted like anti-magic armor just by its existence alone.

“Then why were you contemplating so deeply?”

“Professor. By any chance…”

“Yes. Speak comfortably, Wardanaz.”

“Is there a way to figure out what Professor Bagrek is thinking?”

“…I think you spoke too comfortably, Wardanaz. Focus on the lecture for now!”

Professor Kirmin scolded him in disbelief. He felt like he had worried for nothing.

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