Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1171

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Chapter 1171

Like seasoned Dark Mages who had been through countless trials, the Descendants sensed the danger hidden in the question.

Even though it seemed like an ordinary question, there was something that strangely sent chills down their spines.

“…Why are you asking that, by any chance?”

“Because I’m from Einroguard’s Dark Magic School?”

“!!!”

The Descendants were shocked by that answer.

The young brat before them was from Einroguard’s Dark Magic School.

Then could it be…?!

“Don’t tell me you’re Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family, you brat?! The one Mortum bragged about until our ears bled?!”

“…”

This time it was Lee Han’s turn to be speechless.

‘Professor…!’

He had never felt ashamed of being from the Dark Magic School anywhere before, but today he felt a little embarrassed.

“That’s right. …Professor Mortum said that because he cherishes his disciples so much.”

“Huh? Raphadael praised him too?”

Angrago, who was listening from the side, asked with a puzzled expression. Lee Han immediately became serious.

“Be quiet.”

‘No…!’

He had asked because he said he cherished his disciples!

“If you have enough skill to make contact with the Demon Hag, I can understand why Mortum bragged about you.”

The Descendants acknowledged with bitter voices.

With this level of skill, Mortum’s bragging seemed rather underestimated.

In fact, Mortum’s bragging often included rather pointless parts. Why did he keep repeating brags about filling the Dark Magic School’s treasury to the brim?

“I agree. Mortum really has an amazing disciple.”

“…No. Why are you talking about something else? What do you mean you didn’t invite Einroguard’s Dark Magic School and excluded us?”

“Ah.”

The Descendants, who had been chattering in shock, came back to their senses.

Come to think of it, the sin they had committed still remained.

The undead belonging to Oondorgu’s Legion, who had been quietly watching the conversation from the side, quickly answered.

“Krrrrrrrk (Those Descendants of Ahrak bastards agreed to invite Einroguard’s Dark Magic School but deliberately left them out).”

“…”

“Are you really going to do this? You traitor bastards?”

The Descendants protested in disbelief. Regardless, the undead just shrugged their shoulders.

“Krrk (The living must survive).”

Even if the Descendants of Ahrak couldn’t ask questions, shouldn’t the other Dark Mages be able to?

“That’s a reasonable opinion. We agree too.”

The Obsidian Magic Tower quickly agreed as well.

In fact, even if it wasn’t reasonable, they would have immediately stabbed them in the back.

As long as they could ask questions, they didn’t care whether the Descendants of Ahrak or Oondorgu’s Legion got screwed over.

However, this pathetic infighting among the Dark Mages had the opposite effect.

He was already angry about not inviting Senior Diret, and instead of reflecting, they were passing the blame to each other!

In Lee Han’s eyes, these Dark Mages all looked like the same bunch.

“…Forget it! Aren’t you all the same people?”

“Krrk (No we’re not)?!”

“The Descendants of Ahrak really did forget the invitation. We can even prove it.”

The Dark Mages panicked and began making excuses.

However, Lee Han pointed out coldly.

“Among you, is there anyone who tried to invite us later when you found out we weren’t invited?”

“…”

At this piercing observation, the Dark Mages were completely speechless.

That was certainly…

“I wonder why I should show kindness to people who disrespect Einroguard’s Dark Magic School like this. I take back what I just said.”

“No, you can’t!”

“Krrrrk (Reconsider)!”

The Dark Mages screamed and tried to persuade him, but Lee Han had already made up his mind.

Lee Han looked at the only person among them he could trust and said.

“Professor Taswan. If you have any questions to ask the Demon Hag, please let me know. I’ll ask them if possible.”

“…Me, me?!”

Professor Taswan, who had been watching his seniors fight disgracefully and was suddenly called upon, was startled.

Then he belatedly cleared his throat and tried to maintain his dignity.

“…Thank you! Student Wardanaz!”

“No!! Why that young brat!”

The Descendants of Ahrak struggled as if they absolutely couldn’t accept it.

If none of them could ask, they would have at least understood.

But for only that young brat from Callarogard to receive special privileges.

Why on earth?

‘I absolutely cannot understand!’

The other Dark Mages seemed to feel the same way as they stared at Lee Han with burning eyes.

They were confident they could refute any reason, whether it be magic, experience, or reputation.

“You don’t know the reason?”

“Yes! What exactly is the reason!”

“Callarogard is friendly with Einroguard.”

“…”

At this unexpected reason, all the Dark Mages fell silent.

It was bold and shameless, but it was certainly a convincing reason.

If they’re friends, there’s nothing you can do…

* * *

The Dark Mages gathered in the room dispersed anticlimactically.

Although they didn’t leave the castle due to their desire for the Demon Hag, there was nothing else they could do by staying in the reception room any longer.

‘Hmph. It’s not even difficult to sweet-talk one young brat. I’ll definitely persuade him and get the right to ask questions.’

‘Krrrrk.’

‘I should create a negotiation proposal for Einroguard’s Dark Magic School and make contact.’

Of course, the Dark Mages weren’t just retreating.

Each was retreating with the thought that ‘I don’t know about the others, but surely I can manage it.’

“I apologize, Family Head.”

Lee Han apologized for showing such a disgraceful quarrel.

It made him wonder anew if this was why the Empire’s Dark Magic School had such a bad overall image.

He didn’t know much about other magic schools, but at least they probably wouldn’t engage in such disgraceful quarrels in a reception room.

“What are you talking about, Wardanaz. If the mage who solved the Northern Region’s problems says such things, the Northern families would be the ones feeling ashamed.”

Jideupeue looked at Lee Han with eyes full of affection.

Who could have imagined that the Wardanaz Family boy, invited for other reasons, would solve this problem too?

‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a look in his eyes…’

Giselle muttered to herself.

To think that her always cold and strict father could make such an expression.

It was confusing who was from the Wardanaz Family and who was from the Moradi Family.

“I’ll inform you about the negotiations regarding the Demon Hag once they’re completed.”

“Let me know if the Dark Mages become troublesome.”

They were valuable guests before the matter was resolved, but now that it was solved, the Dark Mages were people who could be expelled at any time.

Knowing this, the Dark Mages had quietly retreated instead of whining in this place.

Everyone knew that if they whined in the reception room like last time, they would be immediately expelled.

“Thank you for your consideration.”

“Tell me if the knights give you any trouble.”

Jideupeue very quickly glanced over the White Tiger Tower students, then turned his gaze back to normal.

“…”

Giselle realized that the ‘knights’ he just mentioned didn’t necessarily refer only to the territory’s knights.

However, the White Tiger Tower students who didn’t realize this shouted enthusiastically.

“We will protect Wardanaz! Just leave it to us!”

“…Yes. Thank you all. You must be tired from the journey, so go back and rest for today.”

The students politely bowed and left the room one by one.

Behind Giselle, who walked out last, the chamberlain quietly followed.

“I have something to ask you, Lady Giselle.”

“Please tell him I will manage the White Tiger Tower students.”

Giselle answered as if she had expected this.

The chamberlain following her like this to ask questions was surely to convey her father’s intentions.

He couldn’t openly curse in front of her friends, so this was natural, wasn’t it?

“No. The Family Head didn’t ask about such things. Everyone knows Lady Giselle will handle things well on her own, so why would he ask about that?”

“Then what is it…?”

“What magic did the mage from the Alpha family cast on the horns? If it’s alright, I’d like to tell the other attendants as well.”

“…I’ll ask Wardanaz later…”

Giselle, whose tension had been released, answered weakly.

* * *

The Demon Hag sent a large toad messenger across dimensions.

While good strongmen of dimensions rarely maintained contact with evil worshippers, neutral beings like the Demon Hag were different.

Whether they were good or evil, what mattered was how interesting they were.

How much distorted time had passed between dimensions?

By some standards less than a second, by others perhaps decades had passed when an answer returned.

What business does the wisest Demon Hag have in wanting to meet?

It was the handwriting of an Immortal, one of the bishops of the Prahgal Order.

The Demon Hag cackled with laughter, then wrote letters with the tip of a ladle on another large toad’s back.

This primitive magic had the power to communicate instantly, piercing through dimensional distortions and interference.

I came because I have a proposal.

Sorry, but I’m not in the mood for that.

‘Hmm.’

Despite the cold and arrogant attitude, the Demon Hag didn’t get angry.

Of course, if a mere mortal had shown such attitude, she would have immediately gotten furious and used them as kindling to heat her cauldron or thrown them into it.

But if it was an evil worshipper, that was different. Weren’t they all somewhat insane anyway?

There was no point in getting angry at such people for being rude. The Demon Hag was generous when she chose to be.

‘Something must have happened.’

Evil worshippers, who were always at a disadvantage in the material realm, were often positive about proposals coming from outside dimensions.

But such a prickly attitude?

It was one of two things.

Either they had recently achieved great success, or suffered a great failure.

The Demon Hag bet on the latter based on the emotions contained in the handwriting.

Yes, yes! This grandmother heard about that failure too. You must be ashamed. But will it help for a grown one to just cry under a blanket?

Did you send a messenger just to mock? Or to boast about how fast rumors spread?

The Demon Hag smiled broadly again. Seeing him bristle, she seemed to have hit the mark.

Of course I sent it to help! If not for that, why would this grandmother bother sending a toad to someone like you? So stop crying and tell me. I’ll help you get revenge.

Come to think of it, you handled insects well too… Good. Let’s make a deal. If you answer my questions, I’ll pay the price. Would a hundred sacrifices suffice?

The price would depend on what kind of question it is. Do you perhaps take this grandmother for a fool?

My apologies. It was such a shocking matter… You must also know about the Regenerator’s insects.

The Demon Hag waited quietly.

The Regenerator, that is, Prahgal’s insects were well known to the Demon Hag, who also used insect powers.

Though their powers were of different lineages, there were overlapping parts and things to learn from each other.

Do you think an outsider could steal the power of those insects?

‘?!’

The Demon Hag was shocked.

That meant someone had stolen and used the Prahgal Order’s power!

‘Is it time for those cultist bastards to fall?’

Though she had lived long in dimensions, she had never heard of an outsider stealing and using an order’s power.

Wasn’t it magically reproduced?

Are you the one taking someone for a fool?

This grandmother apologizes for that. Indeed, you wouldn’t be unable to distinguish that.

Magically reproducing something and stealing the power itself to use were clearly different.

If they were stupid enough not to distinguish that, they would have been caught and executed in the material realm long ago.

The Demon Hag had come to make a proposal but found herself deeply absorbed in an interesting mystery.

Just what kind of person had stolen the power, and how?

‘How truly curious!’

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