Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1169
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Chapter 1169
Whether Giselle’s words asking to please consider the grade level and show consideration were persuasive, or if it was just out of caring for her younger sister, was unclear, but eventually Jicklin nodded her head.
“That’s a shame. Wardanaz would probably want to participate.”
“…”
Huh?
‘Is, is that so?’
Unable to immediately refute, Giselle fell into confusion.
Now that she heard it, it seemed like stopping him might have been a mistake again…
* * *
“Isn’t it quite fascinating that dark magic came out of Bakwantalana’s ruins?”
“It certainly is, Professor Kim.”
The two Einroguard professors walked while discussing what had happened at the ruins.
Excavating Bakwantalana’s undiscovered magic was a great achievement, but it wasn’t enough to surprise the two professors.
However, the fact that the magic was dark magic was certainly surprising enough for both professors.
“I recently read several papers from the Transformation Magic School claiming that Bakwantalana was a transformation mage, but I never expected dark magic to suddenly appear like this.”
“Come to think of it, Professor Kim, which school of magic do you think Bakwantalana belonged to?”
Professor Kirmin asked out of curiosity.
What did this junior think about the dispute between the Transformation Magic School and the Enchantment Magic School?
“Huh? Oh, well, isn’t that not really important? He might have learned all schools evenly… What does it matter?”
“…”
As expected, a genius who had taken courses in all schools was different in some way.
The mages of both schools were having a pride battle, and here he was casually saying something like ‘Why not just do both?’
‘At times like this, I think it’s fortunate he’s a professor at Einroguard…’
If he had been active in the Empire’s magic world outside, Professor Garcia might have made a few enemies.
Originally, geniuses were beings who sometimes earned resentment even when they stayed still.
“I should ask what kind of magic it is after Student Lee Han analyzes it. I’m honestly curious too.”
Professor Kirmin smiled brightly and nodded at Professor Garcia’s words.
He thought about making a joke about entrusting the analysis of Bakwantalana’s magic to a second-year student, but Professor Kirmin held back because he didn’t want to bother Professor Garcia, who was excited and worry-free for once.
“But Professor.”
“?”
Professor Kirmin flinched slightly, wondering if his inner thoughts had been discovered.
However, fortunately, Professor Garcia was worried about something else.
“The northern situation is a bit worrying, would it be okay for Einroguard not to intervene?”
There was no way the abnormal phenomena in the north wouldn’t catch the eye of Professor Garcia, an excellent mage.
There wasn’t as noticeable damage as the severe drought and heat wave that had occurred in the west, but it felt like a precursor to that, creating a sense of unease.
“I understand the feeling, but Einroguard can’t intervene in every matter. Regional autonomy is also important, isn’t it?”
Not only could Einroguard not step forward for every matter in the Empire, but the Empire people didn’t want that either.
If an external magic school with no connection to the region stepped forward to handle things, wouldn’t the noble families, knights, and administrators of that region be publicly revealing their own incompetence?
“Lord Jideupeue is a wise person, so he will surely respond well.”
Just then, mages could be seen walking from the opposite side of the corridor. Professor Kirmin spoke in a pleased voice.
“Professor Garcia. Look! Those mages over there. As expected, the Family Head invited them to solve the problem…”
“Kruk (Huk)?”
The dark mages from Oondorgu’s Legion who were walking over hesitated when they spotted the two professors.
Then they quickly turned around and tried to flee. The two professors naturally found this blatant suspiciousness strange.
“Wait. Are you from Oondorgu’s Legion?”
“Kruruk (We’re just ordinary ghouls)…”
Since Oondorgu’s Legion was entirely composed of undead, it wasn’t easy for them to hide their identity.
They were caught by the two professors before they could even escape.
“You are from Oondorgu’s Legion, aren’t you?”
“That’s right. Haven’t we met before? I’m Professor Garcia Kim.”
The undead were dejected. They had been caught by none other than Einroguard’s professors, who were not to be trifled with.
“Kruk (Nice to see you)…”
“…Is there something wrong by any chance? You don’t look well.”
“If someone is bothering you, please tell us. We’re fellow mages!”
When Professor Garcia clenched his fist and spoke, the undead from Oondorgu’s Legion got scared and rolled their eyeballs around.
Older dark mages tended to look down on younger juniors, but the story changed if that junior carried a microcosm of destruction in their fists.
“Kruruk (It’s nothing).”
“What brings you here? Because of the northern situation?”
“…”
The undead kept rolling their eyes and then suddenly shouted.
“Krrrruk (The Descendants of Ahrak didn’t invite us)!”
“?!!”
The two professors were even more flustered by the sudden accusation.
What on earth was this about?
“Who didn’t invite what?”
“The Descendants of Ahrak were there too?”
Once they opened their mouth, the rest was easy. The undead spilled everything that had happened.
When the abnormal events occurring in the north were highly suspected to be the work of the Demon Hag, dark mages gathered, but the wicked Descendants of Ahrak despicably didn’t invite Einroguard…
“How dare they!”
Sparks flew from Professor Garcia’s eyes.
He didn’t care whether Professor Mortum suffered losses or not, but kind Student Diret was an exception.
“Why would they do such a thing?!”
“Kruk (Because he kept bragging about his disciple and it was annoying)…”
“…”
“…”
Professor Garcia and Professor Kirmin were both speechless at the same time.
That was really…
A reason that was hard to refute.
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“Wardanaz. I have something to tell you, but don’t say anything after hearing it.”
“Hmm. If this were inside Einroguard, I would have refused such a suspicious proposal… but since this is your family’s territory, I have no choice but to accept.”
“…”
Suppressing the urge to hit her friend, Giselle relayed the conversation she had with her sister earlier.
“She wanted to have you attend a gathering of dark mages, so I stopped her, but I wondered if you might have wanted to participate…”
“Are you crazy?!”
“…I’ll take that as you didn’t want to participate.”
At Giselle’s response, Lee Han breathed a sigh of relief.
The very thought that she had considered ‘Maybe Wardanaz might have wanted to participate’ was appalling.
“Why on earth would I want to attend such a gathering?”
“Alpha.”
Giselle ignored him and called Angrago.
Angrago, who had been checking the grooming condition of his horns to look impressive when meeting the Family Head, turned his head.
“Huh? Why?”
“There’s a gathering of dark mages who came to the territory. Do you think Wardanaz would want to participate or not?”
“I think he’d want to participate.”
“…”
“…Was, was I wrong?”
Angrago panicked at Lee Han’s expression.
It was a trick question!
“Forget it…”
“When you say it’s fine, do you mean it’s really fine? Or is it the kind of ‘fine’ that means you’ll torment me later?”
“Shut up and just show me your horns. The magic you want.”
Angrago’s expression brightened at Lee Han’s words.
If Wardanaz cast the magic, his options would expand dramatically.
“Make them turn golden!”
“…”
“…”
Lee Han was horrified by his friend’s terrible aesthetic sense and looked at Giselle. Giselle met his gaze with a very displeased expression.
‘What am I supposed to do about it? Is that taste my fault?’
‘Well, you have a point.’
“…I’ll just make them smooth and shiny.”
“Why!? Golden…”
“Shut up.”
Thanks to Lee Han’s friendship, Angrago was able to avoid an appearance he would regret for the next ten years.
When all the students gathered in the large, desolate audience chamber located at the top of the castle, a cold-looking elf who appeared slightly more gaunt and tired than usual revealed himself.
It was Jideuph Moradi, the spiritual leader of the northern knights and head of the family.
“I’m truly pleased that so many outstanding mages from Einroguard have come. I apologize for not being able to provide a grand welcome due to the northern situation.”
“Not at all! Family Head! There’s no one here rotten enough as a knight to expect such hospitality!”
Angrago shouted energetically. The other friends nodded as if they agreed.
The Family Head smiled faintly at the words of the young students he had seen a few times at knight family gatherings.
Lee Han thought to himself.
‘These guys who always beg for delicious food wherever they go can be so shameless…’
Anyone watching would have thought he was in charge of their meals.
These same guys who acted like they’d be fine eating uncooked grain and sleeping under night dew in front of a knight they respected.
“P-please accept this.”
The students took turns presenting the gifts they had brought.
When Giselle’s turn came and she stepped forward, Jideuph asked in a whisper that only the two of them could hear.
“Giselle.”
“Yes?”
“Why did so many other students come?”
“…I think it’s because they’re close to Wardanaz.”
Giselle couldn’t bring herself to say they had rolled around on the floor begging to be taken along, so she deflected.
After the gift presentation ended, Jideuph briefly expressed his gratitude and got straight to the point.
“Wardanaz. Originally, I was planning to have you inspect the buildings in the area where external knights stay and request necessary magic.”
Jicklin had said the Family Head called Lee Han to figure out ‘how to train knights more brutally,’ but even a pragmatic Family Head wouldn’t give such a blatant reason.
The exact reason was to inspect the area for external knights staying within the family castle and magically redesign the facilities in this area.
…In a more Einroguard-like way, that is.
‘So it really is about training them more brutally…’
Giselle thought to herself.
If the already struggling knights found out, some of them might really become anti-magic extremists.
“However, shamefully… the northern situation isn’t very good right now. Not only do we need to cut costs, but some areas may have to be postponed.”
“If there’s a mage who would complain about such things, they wouldn’t be qualified to be a mage.”
Lee Han answered immediately.
In this situation, anyone who insisted on doing their own magic with someone else’s money regardless of the employer’s difficulties would be either crazy or Professor Verdus.
“Before coming, I asked the capital stonemason guild and school clubs to prepare blueprints for several magical structures. I’ll start right away as you direct.”
“Oh…!”
The White Tiger Tower friends were impressed by Wardanaz’s flawless preparation.
To immediately apply the experience from performing requests for the capital stonemason guild like this.
Jideuph asked with confusion.
“Why are you all surprised?”
You came together, so why are you acting like you’re hearing this for the first time?
“…Wardanaz is always amazing, so. Haha.”
“We knew about it too! Really!”
“…”
Jideuph still maintained his artificial smile, but Giselle, being family, could understand her father’s inner thoughts.
She could almost hear the sound of the students’ evaluation crashing down.
Lee Han must have sensed it too, as he quickly moved to salvage the situation.
“My friends helped with other things. And Family Head, don’t worry too much about the northern situation. I heard the cause of the anomalies has disappeared, so it should calm down soon.”
“Thank you, Wardanaz. …Who did you hear that from?”
Jideuph hesitated.
The dark mages were still troubled because they couldn’t find the cause of the anomalies, yet the cause had disappeared?
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