Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1150

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Chapter 1150

“…”

“…”

The guild members who arrived at the scene fell silent.

They all closed their mouths as if they had made a promise.

After a moment, one guild member who came to his senses first muttered.

“Giants… indeed.”

“…Sirens too…”

The guild members who had received the letter and wondered what on earth this was all about realized that Lee Han hadn’t left out any details from his letter.

There really were giants and sirens at the scene!

Lee Han, who had been earnestly performing among them, hesitated when he saw the guild members.

“Oh. What brings you here?”

-Woo! The performance stopped! We’re losing strength!

-We’ll sing instead!

At the giants’ outcry, the sirens desperately waved their fins. As water splashed up to his face, Lee Han quickly dodged and said.

“I’ll continue the performance, so neither of you need to worry! I’m sorry, but please wait just a moment. I’ll leave after finishing this work.”

“Take, take your time. We’ll look around.”

He was working so earnestly that the guild members felt bad about interrupting him.

The stonemason guild members decided to directly check the completed parts of the lighthouse instead of talking to Lee Han.

“Hello.”

“…Hey! Enchantment School! The person who commissioned the work is here!”

As they approached the lighthouse, the Einroguard students were startled and shouted.

Sigunteng, who was doing plastering work inside, urgently called for his senior.

“Senior. It seems the stonemason guild members have come. What should we do? Should we cast a smokescreen first?”

“Sigunteng. This isn’t a request that Professor Verdus is handling. There’s absolutely no need to hide.”

Einroguard students basically had the habit of concealing or hiding first whenever clients came looking.

It wasn’t necessarily because they had done something wrong, but because there was nothing bad about covering things up first.

Especially when they had done something wrong, this habit was even more helpful.

Since most requests handled by the Enchantment School, particularly Professor Verdus, involved ignoring the client’s demands and the professor running wild as he pleased, it was natural for Sigunteng to try casting a smokescreen first.

“Re, really?”

“Yes. It’s earlier than expected, but not late.”

“What if the durability is insufficient or we accidentally missed something?”

“I checked everything by comparison at dawn. There was nothing.”

At Anfargon’s decisive answer, Sigunteng let out a sigh of relief.

This senior, who also belonged to the stonemason club, was thorough in such matters and could be trusted.

“Wait, then you didn’t sleep at dawn and checked everything?”

“No. Wardanaz did it. He went out at dawn to check and came back.”

“…”

‘Doesn’t this guy ever collapse?’

Sigunteng wondered to himself.

Of course, taking all schools meant being much more physically robust than ordinary mages, but even considering that, this guy was really…

“Is anyone there?”

“I’m coming down now!”

While they were chattering, the capital stonemason guild members had already arrived in front of the lighthouse.

Sigunteng hurriedly descended using the rope. He could see a friend from another school signaling with gestures, asking ‘Should I bring fainting or hallucination potions?’

Sigunteng replied that ‘it’s still okay.’

“What brings you here? The work is progressing well. There’s still time left in the deadline…”

No one would like clients visiting frequently. Sigunteng was subtly pointing this out.

It wasn’t that the guild members didn’t know this fact, but…

“We heard that giants and sirens joined the work, so we came because we wanted to see.”

“…Ah!”

Sigunteng had no choice but to understand.

Honestly, he would have forced a visit too if he were in their position.

‘If it’s for that reason, it can’t be helped.’

“Junior Wardanaz is originally quite sociable. He’s unusual for our school. He has connections with beings like giants, sirens, Professor Verdus, Senior Yukveltire, and dragons.”

‘Is that something possible at the level of being slightly sociable?’

‘More than that, I think there was a strange example in there.’

The stonemason guild members looked at each other in bewilderment. There were more than one or two points worth pointing out.

“I, I see… Anyway, it’s quite amazing.”

“Since you’re here, would you check it?”

Sigunteng asked, pointing to the lighthouse building positioned behind them.

Having received confirmation from Anfargon, confidence overflowed from Sigunteng’s attitude.

The stonemason guild members seemed to feel that confidence too. The guild members smiled broadly.

“It seems the work is going very well.”

“Hehe. That’s right.”

“Only confident mages can invite us first like this. That bastard Professor Verdus…”

“Let’s stop that story.”

Other colleagues stopped the guild member.

There was no need to mention past incidents when the atmosphere was good for no reason.

“Right. You’re correct. Let’s take a look… It seems magic has already been cast on the outer wall near the entrance here. Seeing how it doesn’t shake even when pushed.”

The stonemason guild members admired the fast work speed of the Einroguard students.

The outer wall near the lighthouse entrance had many spells to be applied and required many reagents, making it a difficult part to finish early.

But to think the work was already finished here.

“?”

Sigunteng hesitated.

Huh?

“…What? Have we worked on this before?”

“We decided to do it all at once at the end.”

He grabbed a passing friend and asked, but only got a response asking what he was talking about.

Confused, Sigunteng called his senior and asked again.

“Senior Anfargon! Did you work on this?”

“Can’t you see I’m working on the ceiling here right now? When and how would I have done that?”

“…You didn’t secretly go out at dawn like Wardanaz and do it, did you?”

After asking, Sigunteng regretted it.

Anfargon wasn’t a fool, so why would he do such a thing?

Indeed, Anfargon seemed to think the same, as a sharp answer came from above.

“Am I Wardanaz?”

“Right… I’m sorry. Then could Wardanaz have done it at dawn?”

“That’s not it. Considering the other work he did at dawn, it’s impossible.”

The capital stonemason guild members listening to the conversation fell into slight confusion.

Why doesn’t anyone find it strange that Student Wardanaz secretly went out to work at dawn?

Sigunteng grabbed other seniors and asked them. However, no one came forward saying they had done the work.

“Hmph. The work is done but no one did it?”

Eventually, the question reached even Falkrious and Jarun, who were working in the basement.

Falkrious immediately asked back upon hearing it.

“Didn’t Wardanaz do it at dawn?”

“Apparently not.”

“Too bad. I thought it would be Wardanaz!”

“…”

The stonemason guild members’ gazes grew increasingly bewildered, but the students didn’t notice.

“Puhh. Could it be Senior Yukveltire?”

“Pardon?”

At Falkrious’s words, not only Sigunteng but even Jarun looked bewildered.

What on earth was he talking about?

“Uhahahaha! I was joking! There’s absolutely no way that could be it!”

At Falkrious’s joke, Sigunteng burst into laughter. Even Jarun’s lips curved up slightly.

Of course, the stonemason guild members couldn’t laugh at all.

‘What is he even saying?’

Jarun, who had been quietly sitting alone, opened his mouth.

“Isn’t it something like a primitive magic phenomenon?”

“Primitive magic?”

Magic cast through methods different from the current Empire’s magic system.

Various magics from ancient magic onwards fell into this category. These magics each had different characteristics, but most shared the common trait of being difficult to measure or theorize.

“Giants roamed around here, sirens roamed around, dragons roamed around, and also…”

“Mm. Originally this place was also occupied by the mad forest.”

At Falkrious’s words, Jarun nodded.

When such rare species gathered and clashed with each other, it wouldn’t be strange for primitive magic phenomena they hadn’t yet identified to occur.

“Junior Wardanaz also subdued the giant with music magic.”

There were quite a variety of candidates for the cause of the primitive magic phenomenon.

Giants, sirens, angry Professor Verdus, Senior Yukveltire forced to work, dragons, the junior’s performance…

Jarun nodded and said.

“There’s only one way to confirm this. Falkrious.”

“Puhh. I was thinking the same thing. Break down the outer wall near the entrance and repeat exactly what happened.”

“Right. Then we’ll be able to tell what the cause was.”

“…Student Wardanaz! Student Wardanaz! You’d better come over here for a moment!”

The stonemason guild members were deeply grateful they had visited here today.

Otherwise, these crazy Einroguard students would have interfered with the work for pointless verification!

* * *

The remaining work was completed before the weekend ended.

With all obstacles removed and different species joining forces to help, the speed increased even more.

Lee Han, who had built a perfect structure at a speed that would go down in Einroguard history, expressed his gratitude to the upperclassmen.

“Thank you all.”

“We enjoyed it too. Wardanaz. If it’s a request where we can work this fast, I’ll absolutely never take it again in the future.”

“Pardon?”

“Ah. My true feelings slipped out. Sorry. It was too exhausting.”

“…”

Some upperclassmen expressed dissatisfaction with the grueling schedule, but more upperclassmen than expected didn’t mind.

In Einroguard, if you nitpicked about quality of life one by one, there was nothing you could do.

They should be grateful for a request that paid well and could be completed in compressed time.

“That guy is a third year but less mature than second years.”

“Leave him be. Puhh. He’ll realize when he becomes a fourth year.”

-We enjoyed it too!

The giants cheerfully shouted.

From the giants’ perspective, there was nothing to feel bad about since they came, ate their fill, and sang songs to their heart’s content.

When even the giants shared their thoughts, everyone present turned their gaze toward the riverside.

Only the sirens remained.

-…

Parthenope really didn’t want to, but wrote on the slate that they had enjoyed it too.

Some of the sirens in the back couldn’t overcome their sense of injustice and sniffled.

“The sirens are crying?”

“They must be crying because they’re sad to part! I’ve never seen sirens act like that before. Just how close did they become…”

At the upperclassmen’s whispered words, the sirens gritted their teeth.

They had to leave here quickly to avoid hearing those mages’ wicked chatter.

Seeing the sirens sniffling with tears, Lee Han felt sorry and said.

“Next time there’s a request like this, I’ll definitely call…”

Splash!

The sirens quickly disappeared. The upperclassmen advised Lee Han.

“Seeing how reluctant they are to leave, you should definitely invite them next time. Wardanaz.”

“Right. Sirens are originally a cranky and ill-tempered species. If you build up resentment, there’s no telling what they might do.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Sirens were certainly as difficult a species as giants.

Even if there was friendship now, if he acted carelessly relying only on that, their relationship could become distant later.

The upperclassmen who finished work cheerfully said goodbye and returned to the main building. Some upperclassmen returned through the river, others transformed into giant birds and flew away.

And Jarun dug through the ground looking for soft terrain. To break through and go underground in one go, it was better to avoid solid bedrock.

“Senior.”

“!”

Jarun jumped at his junior’s eerie voice.

He was already a dangerous guy, but after receiving the attack from the flock of paper birds, his wariness had tripled.

“Wh-what! What is it?”

“Ah, no. I wanted to thank you for coming this time. Please accept this.”

Lee Han spoke with sincerity.

Jarun, an excellent transformation mage and member of the masonry club, had greatly contributed to the work.

And this senior’s greatest advantage was that he had no friends.

Without the time other upperclassmen wasted chattering, his work output was nearly double.

Jarun received his junior’s gift without lowering his guard. When he unwrapped it, surprisingly a long dimensional astrolabe revealed itself inside.

He didn’t know who made it, but it was an excellent artifact. Impressive enough to amaze even Jarun.

“Your research is dimensional transformation golden observation capture, isn’t it, Senior? I brought this thinking it might help.”

“…Where did you get this? This kind of thing wouldn’t be sold easily, would it?”

“I did bring it from Professor Verdus’s storage, but that’s not really important.”

Jarun, who had been amazed, nodded. That certainly wasn’t very important.

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