Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1180

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Chapter 1180

Professor Garcia pondered where to start pointing out the problems.

While it was common for Einroguard professors to go missing or flee (just look at Professor Bendozol), students didn’t usually spread wanted posters throughout the entire empire each time.

If they had, Einroguard’s infamy would have reached even greater heights.

‘I wonder if there would even be students who’d look for a missing professor in the first place…’

Usually, even if they liked them, they wouldn’t particularly try to bring them back.

“Student Lee Han. Aren’t you making this too big of a deal? I understand you’re worried about Professor Bagrek, but the Principal is already looking for him. The Principal has informants throughout the entire empire.”

“But he doesn’t tell me what’s happening.”

-We’ll inform you once we know something.

-Please trust us!

The Death Knights outside the carriage suddenly poked their heads in, displaying their loyalty.

Veteran knights were excellent at politics too.

They shouldn’t just swing swords – they needed to make a good impression on the successor early for future convenience.

“…Excuse me, please don’t interrupt our conversation.”

Professor Garcia said with a displeased expression.

She was having a serious discussion with her disciple, and this was…

“And Student Lee Han, you know the Principal’s informants obviously can’t reveal information to others.”

Some things couldn’t be shared with outsiders, no matter how much they were trusted.

The Skeleton Principal’s information network spread throughout the empire, Lee Han’s lecture distribution chart in the faculty lounge, and so on were exactly like that.

“I understand that. That’s why I’m not asking to be told – I’m handling it myself.”

“The knights must be busy too…”

“As I just said, they offered to help first.”

“…”

Professor Garcia realized anew that having too capable a disciple wasn’t necessarily good either.

An ordinary second-year would have no proper way to search even if they wanted to, but this Wardanaz family boy before her had too many methods available, which was the problem.

“Why did the knights offer to help first?”

“Uh… I wonder? I hadn’t thought that far.”

Lee Han paused for a moment.

The fact that the knights were helping was important – he hadn’t considered why the knights had volunteered to help.

Imperial knights were never idle beings.

When anomalies occurred, they were the first to rush out and report to the capital, when monsters appeared they bravely fought them, and sometimes they even had to sneak out secretly to avoid newly built watchtowers.

So why had such knights volunteered to help first?

Adventurers or explorers could at least be hired with money, but knights weren’t so easy to employ.

“Maybe they’re helping because of my White Tiger Tower friends.”

‘That’s definitely not it…’

Professor Garcia thought to herself.

Imperial knights were absolutely not soft enough to do such things just because students from knight families asked them to.

It was likely because Lee Han was highly regarded among the knights and had done many favors for them.

The problem was she couldn’t guess what those might be.

‘There are too many possibilities…!’

“Anyway, Student Lee Han. Even with the knights’ help, finding traces of Professor Bagrek in this vast empire won’t be easy. Don’t become too obsessed, and you should focus on your studies… Wait, what’s that map?”

“It’s a map recording the locations the knights testified about. They said they’ve seen someone resembling Professor Bagrek…”

On the map, several cities in the western and northern parts of the empire were marked with check marks.

Professor Garcia couldn’t help but shudder at the knights’ competence.

They hadn’t even started distributing wanted posters in earnest yet, but such testimonies had been collected just through communication among the knights.

If they seriously deployed more knights and additional testimonies were gathered, Lee Han might rush out at any moment.

Professor Kirmin had said to trust disciples and let them grow on their own, but Professor Garcia wasn’t ready for that yet.

“Student Lee Han. Come to think of it, midterm exams aren’t that far away. How’s your exam preparation going?”

‘Isn’t that too cruel?’

The Death Knight driving the horse outside inwardly shuddered.

He understood worrying about a disciple, but to restrain him with such a cruel method.

Considering the time Wardanaz had spent on commissions, his exam preparation couldn’t possibly be going well.

“Ah. Yes. I’m confident.”

“You’re confident?!”

“Many things continue from the magic I learned in the first semester, and I’ve been preparing bit by bit in my spare time…”

“Student Lee Han, since when did you become so bold!”

Professor Garcia was shocked, recalling her disciple’s past behavior.

Where had the Lee Han gone who would give his absolute best without a moment’s carelessness, even for an exam he could pass with his eyes closed?

People do grow, but this disciple’s growth rate was so fast it bewildered Professor Garcia.

‘Though it’s true the first semester magic curriculum did advance too much…’

“Still, considering until exam period, shouldn’t you stay at school for a while?”

The professor made one last attempt.

She would stop at nothing to keep her disciple at Einroguard.

However, Professor Garcia’s disciple was also stopping at nothing.

“I’ve thought of that too.”

“I’m afraid to hear this… but what are you thinking, Student Lee Han?”

“If I take all the exams before exam period starts, I can create free time.”

“…”

-…

The Death Knights turned their heads again, staring intently into the carriage.

They seemed to be pleading to be allowed to add a word to this conversation.

Professor Garcia called for Diret with a tearful expression. This seemed impossible to handle alone.

“Student Diret? Student Diret? Can you help me out?”

However, no answer came from Diret. Professor Garcia asked in surprise.

“Student Diret? What’s wrong?!”

Diret was unusually dejected. Seeing this, Professor Garcia wondered if he’d heard some gossip from other dark mages.

“Did the Descendants of Ahrak mock the Einroguard Dark Magic School for being poor? Or did Oondorgu’s Legion mock the Einroguard Dark Magic School for being small…”

“Neither. Wait, have they mocked the Dark Magic School behind my back?”

Diret hesitated.

Between secretly not inviting him and this, it seemed these dark mages had been pulling quite a few underhanded tricks behind his back.

“…Of course not! I was just giving examples!”

Professor Garcia quickly answered. Cold sweat ran down her spine for a moment.

“Then why were you looking dejected, Student Diret?”

“Well… this isn’t about me.”

‘It’s about Student Diret.’

‘It’s about Student Diret.’

Not only Professor Garcia but even the Death Knights thought to themselves.

“There’s a mage I know, and this mage’s disciple apparently received an invitation from some suspicious mage organization. So the mage actively intervened to stop it, but as time passed, he wondered if he’d interfered too much…”

Though he’d stopped it because it was a suspicious mage organization, the mage was wondering if he’d actually stopped it out of his own greed, Diret said.

“Oh please. He did well to stop it, Student Diret. The Descendants of Ahrak, Oondorgu’s Legion – those aren’t places to go. Same with the Obsidian Tower. Student Lee Han would constantly clash with their rules if he joined such places.”

The former was too eccentric and the latter too rigid.

Not just because she was an Einroguard professor, but there were few places that suited Lee Han as well as Einroguard.

“I said it was about some mage I know, not me.”

“Right. Some mage Student Diret knows did well to stop it.”

“…”

Though he glared slightly, Diret was able to regain some energy.

Seeing the student had recovered, Professor Garcia asked again.

“Student Diret. I’m honestly worried about Student Lee Han going out for commissions, but now he’s planning to distribute wanted posters and go search directly.”

“Wait. Isn’t it almost exam time?”

“He says he’ll take the exams first and then leave.”

Professor Garcia tattled to her disciple.

How could he do such an absurd thing?

Diret’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Before exam period?”

“That’s what I’m saying! Whose disciple is he, really!”

‘Is she joking…?’

Not knowing how to react, Diret decided to just pretend he didn’t hear it.

“If there’s a way to stop him… how about this? We raise the exam difficulty so he can’t solve it quickly.”

“I’m scared that Student Lee Han will somehow solve it anyway.”

“…”

As a senior, Diret couldn’t deny it.

Seeing how he somehow solved everything in the end, there were honestly times when he wanted to pretend not to know and give problems of unimaginable difficulty.

Could he solve this one too?

Or how about this one?

Clatter!

The carriage shook slightly. Since they were protected from impacts and shaking by magic, this was unusual.

“Is something happening outside?”

-No. There was just a large rock in the way.

At the knights’ answer, Professor Garcia paid no more attention and returned to the original topic.

However, this time the Death Knights were wrong and Professor Garcia was right.

Some stranger had secretly attached himself to the carriage’s cargo compartment.

* * *

The Ninth Descendant of Ahrak had transformed into a box neatly stacked with cloth.

He wanted to immediately return to human form, open the carriage door, and shout ‘Come with me to the Descendants of Ahrak!’ but this Ninth wasn’t that stupid.

There were too many powerful enemies around this carriage party.

Starting with high-level undead like Death Knights, and even professors and students from Einroguard.

No matter how excellent the Ninth’s magic was, acting rashly in this situation could lead to discovery.

‘I’ll wait for an opportunity.’

The Ninth made a cold judgment.

The other Descendants of Ahrak had scorned him saying it was impossible, which made him even more determined.

Now that it had come to this, it wouldn’t be just a simple invitation – he would definitely make that human mage become his disciple!

If he did that, none of the Descendants of Ahrak would be able to mock the Ninth anymore.

‘Heh. Their movements have become rough. Are they getting tired?’

Transformed into a cloth box and positioned among other crates, the Ninth felt that the carriage’s movement had become rougher.

When one becomes a master of magic, they can assess situations without seeing or using magic.

There was only one reason why a smoothly moving carriage would suddenly become rough.

Fatigue.

‘The movement has stopped. Is it for rest?’

The Ninth instinctively sensed that opportunities were increasingly coming his way.

This Ninth had extremely sharp and excellent instinctive senses, to the point where other dark mages said he was close to a beast or wild animal.

‘When they scatter to rest, I’ll return to my original form and make contact.’

“What should we do with the boxes in this carriage?”

-They’re supplies we brought just in case, but since we didn’t use them, you can take them.

“Really!? I should share them with my friends…”

The Ninth Descendant of Ahrak was an excellent dark mage, but he made one mistake.

That was attaching himself to the carriage too late.

The rough movement and stop for rest that the Ninth thought he observed were actually evidence that they had arrived at Einroguard.

“Senior Diret, how about taking this cloth box to the Dark Tower? Professor Mortum would be pleased too.”

“Junior. That’s a good idea. The Professor was just looking for this kind of cloth.”

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