Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1137

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Chapter 1137

“…When did they come out?”

The knights were also surprised and murmured among themselves. Looking around, they noticed something rather strange among them.

Something that wasn’t dead and was dressed like a mage…?

-No. How long have they been out here?

-Quite skillful.

The Phoenix Tower students stood brazenly despite the gazes and murmurs pouring from all directions.

To be precise, only Nigisol and Siana stood brazenly while Tijiling hung her head in embarrassment.

“How did you all know to come out?”

Lee Han asked again, puzzled.

He was sure he hadn’t told anyone and had prepared in secret, so how?

‘Did the plan leak somehow?’

Thinking similarly, the knights also stared intently at Ibinta.

Being a thief, wouldn’t his lips be loose too?

“N-no!”

-What do you mean no? We haven’t asked anything yet?

“…”

While Ibinta cursed the knights, Siana explained on his behalf.

“Nobody told us anything. We just figured you’d definitely sneak out at night, so we’ve been waiting outside since earlier.”

“…”

-…

Lee Han felt slightly embarrassed.

He thought he had prepared secretly, but to think his friends could read his actions.

‘Did I act too obviously?’

“If you leave us behind, we’ll tell the professors…”

“Alright. Alright. We can go together.”

Lee Han waved his hand knowingly at Nigisol’s words.

He had noticed Lee Han’s intention to move without his friends and spoke first.

“There’s no way I’d want to leave you guys behind. I was originally going to wake you up. I just thought you might be tired.”

‘He’s lying.’

‘It sounds like a lie.’

“Anyone can tell it’s a lie… Ah.”

Siana realized she was the only one who spoke out loud and stopped.

How sneaky of everyone else!

“…Anyway, let’s depart. Since we only have a few days to stay, we need to move as efficiently as possible.”

Nigisol thought ‘If we only have a few days to stay in the city, shouldn’t we give up on finding the evil god worshippers?’ but didn’t bother saying it out loud.

Originally, when someone was burning with passion, no amount of words would be of much use.

It might be better to just let it naturally die down. If the evil god worshippers didn’t show up, Lee Han would give up too.

“But what if they do show up?”

“Come on. There’s no way they’ll show up.”

* * *

Zandani and his junior sat in a coffeehouse in Bepaim City, discussing the day’s events.

The Baldrogard students, though from different backgrounds, were all cultured nobles who would polish their refinement without any reward.

No matter how tired they were, they should rightfully maintain such leisure.

Of course, this coffeehouse building wasn’t as beautiful as the one located in front of Baldrogard, nor was its atmosphere as noble…

…but the Baldrogard students were wise and generous enough not to complain about such things when disaster had struck the western region.

“So senior. You shouldn’t act so dangerously.”

“But I think one should be able to act that way when necessary.”

“Even granting you a hundred concessions, radical action might be necessary in some cases. But acting like a mage like Wardanaz is absolutely not the answer!”

The 3rd year Baldrogard student armed with common sense and intelligence, Jangbir of the Raban Family, was not easily swayed.

Of course, it wasn’t incomprehensible to admire the sight of a mage wielding powerful force. They were mages too, after all.

But before being mages, weren’t they refined nobles of the Empire? No matter what, they couldn’t surround and smash up a count’s mansion.

‘I must persuade senior to come to his senses.’

Bang!

“??”

When they suddenly heard the sound of someone being thrown around on the street below the second-floor window, both looked down in surprise.

People were running out of a tavern in the back alley in terror.

-Aaaah! They’re crazy!

-Everyone run!

“Now that the city has regained its vitality, are people fighting again?”

“That could certainly be the case. Fighting also requires energy…”

-Stop. Catch them so they can’t escape!

When Lee Han leading the knights came running out after them, both Baldrogard students simultaneously spat out their coffee.

…What are you really doing?!

* * *

‘What am I doing?’

Looking at the tavern being cheerfully smashed up, Ibinta fell into confusion.

In fact, perhaps Ibinta had been having a nightmare ever since he was caught by the Skeleton Principal. Otherwise, none of these events made sense.

Certainly, before entering this tavern, Ibinta had this conversation with Lee Han.

-Successor sir. Do you recognize this symbol?

-I’m not sure. And please don’t call me successor.

-Ah, yes. That… it’s the symbol of the thieves’ guild.

When one heard “thieves’ guild,” it was easy to imagine something systematic and orderly like other guilds in the Empire, but in reality, thieves’ guilds were far from that.

In the first place, if they had the ability to create and operate an organization across the entire Empire, why would they resort to thievery?

So the Empire’s thieves’ guilds should actually be seen as gatherings of thieves who banded together in each region on their own.

They didn’t contact or interact with each other, nor did they consider themselves part of the same organization.

But separate from that, those living in the Empire’s underworld needed means to interact with each other.

If anything, this was even more necessary since they engaged in illegal activities. Even when planning a heist, it was difficult with just one person’s strength.

When a mercenary who had fled for some reason came to a new region and wanted to find work?

They couldn’t walk around the plaza holding a sign saying “Seeking illegal work,” so they similarly needed means of interaction.

So the Empire’s mercenaries and thieves liked to use such symbols.

If you drew such a symbol on a wall, it meant this was where thieves gathered, so anyone who could recognize it was welcome to come and show their face!

-I see. I’ll remember that well.

-There are various variations, so you just need to memorize the general rules. Anyway, several suspicious characters will gather in taverns like this… What would you like to do? Should I interrogate them?

-Yes. Please interrogate them.

Ibinta nodded happily. He was so excited about the opportunity to showcase his abilities that he didn’t even notice something was strange.

He should have noticed the oddity in “Please interrogate them” rather than “Would you interrogate them.”

-Hey there.

-?

-There’s been chaos around here lately, any decent work available?

-With all the rich folks scared and fled, what work could there be?

-What are you talking about? That’s when there’s more work. This is usually when you can make a profit.

-Hmm… I don’t usually make offers to drifters, but looking at your face, you do seem quite trustworthy.

-…

-We did say we needed one more person, are you interested?

-Of course. Just introduce me. …There wouldn’t be any trouble around here, would there? Any suspicious characters?

-Asking that makes you seem suspicious instead. Why are you asking such things?

-Tsk. I’ll let it slide just once. If you knew my name, you’d never say such things again.

-So who are you?

-Ibinta. Haven’t you heard of Ibinta the Iron Cloak?

-Ibinta the Iron Cloak! I thought that face looked particularly vicious… indeed. I’ve heard of you. Weren’t you with Kangle’s Shadow? Why is someone like you wandering around alone?

-It’s a long story. I ran into some crazy Archmage.

This wasn’t a lie. Ibinta shuddered as he recalled the eldest son of the Wardanaz Family.

-Just in case, I’ve been on the run ever since.

-If it’s Ibinta, that’s reassuring. They’ll welcome you too.

The Tavern Owner’s attitude became much softer once Ibinta revealed his identity.

Even among Mercenaries, reputation still carried weight.

-So? Any suspicious people?

-None. There are plenty who come asking to sell stolen goods, but those are the usual suspects.

-Think a little harder.

-I told you I don’t know. I’m someone who arranges jobs, not an Empire security officer hunting down suspicious people…

-Everyone freeze!!!

-???

-???

-Everyone get your heads on the ground! If anyone raises their head, the Successor won’t forgive you!

-Drop your weapons! Anyone who raises a weapon better be prepared to lose a limb!

When the Merchants suddenly threw off their disguises and transformed into heavily armored Knights, the Thieves in the tavern were shocked.

-How dare you, do you know where this… Gack!

-I said get your head on the ground!

The Knights fiercely swung chairs to knock down the Thief. Several Customers and Thieves who misread the situation tried to flee in panic, but Lee Han and the Knights quickly caught them again.

And now.

“Mr. Ibinta.”

“…”

“Mr. Ibinta?”

“Yes? Ah, yes!”

“You’ve worked hard. You did well.”

Lee Han expressed his gratitude to Ibinta. The fleeing Ibinta, still confused, asked.

“What, what did I do well?”

“You bought us time while we thoroughly surrounded all possible escape routes, didn’t you?”

“…”

The Tavern Owner glared at Ibinta as if he wanted to kill him.

This traitorous bastard!

Of course, from Ibinta’s perspective, it was just absurd.

“No, no. That… when you said searching… I thought you meant asking around… collecting rumors… that sort of thing?”

“Ah. Of course that’s one method, but as you know, I’m short on time.”

From Lee Han’s perspective, who would return after finishing this commission and could only come out for the next one, such methods were too slow.

As befitting an Einrogard Student, in situations like this, it was natural to take active measures rather than wait quietly.

“Now. I’ll ask again. Were there any suspicious people?”

Lee Han spoke to the captured Tavern Owner.

Though he was somewhat the leader of the Thieves in this area, this poor Tavern Owner was so intimidated he couldn’t say anything.

With Death Knights swarming into the tavern with their eyes blazing, who could possibly protest?

“I really… really can’t think of anything…”

Lee Han used illusion magic to check the state of his soul. It wasn’t a lie.

Not only the Tavern Owner, but even innocent Thieves who had come purely for fun were all dragged away for interrogation.

Nevertheless, no one who appeared to be a Worshipper of Evil Gods was found.

“Nothing.”

-That’s unfortunate.

“It can’t be helped. Let’s go to the next location. We’ll have to check several more places.”

“…”

The Tavern Owner stood there dazed, then his face turned deathly pale.

They’re going to do this at other places too??

Lee Han was about to leave the tavern when he turned around as if something had just occurred to him.

“Oh right. I’ll come back tomorrow. Please check things out by then.”

‘He’s coming back tomorrow too???!!?’

This was even more shocking than doing it at other places.

What could he possibly come back for?

“That, that, that, that is… you say you’re coming back tomorrow… but information that doesn’t exist won’t just appear…”

“The people might change, information might emerge in the meantime, and if someone lied using magical means, there might be gaps, right? Are you telling me not to come because you’re hiding something right now?”

“No no no, how could that be! No! No!”

The Tavern Owner bowed and scraped as he saw off Lee Han’s Group.

After the group left, a terrible silence fell over the tavern. The Tavern Owner, barely regaining his senses, downed an entire bottle of strong wine and shouted.

“…Find them!”

“What, what do you mean?”

“Those Worshipper of Evil Gods! Send word around to catch anyone whose identity can’t be confirmed, anyone new who’s appeared, anyone who’s been suspicious! Tell them to bring some even if they have to make them up!!!”

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