Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1185

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Chapter 1185

“Hmph, hmph. I know your skills are excellent, Wardanaz, but I wonder if you actually made it properly?”

‘He’s talking like some Baldrogard villain.’

Lee Han looked at the professor who was suddenly acting awkward with a strange expression.

It was like the forced villain dialogue from the case studies the upperclassmen made, 【Despicable Acts Committed by Baldrogard Students】.

Honestly, Lee Han had always thought the exaggerations in those case studies were a bit much whenever he read them…

“If I didn’t make it properly, I’d have to make it again. It’s a difficult assignment.”

“Don’t speak so sensibly when you live so nonsensically!”

Professor Thunderstep got worked up.

It was even more annoying when his disciple, who was furthest from common sense, acted like this.

If he was going to act nonsensically, he should speak nonsensically too…!

“Well, the energy seems fine. Now, let me check the scent.”

The professor checked the Wisdom Incense that Lee Han had completed with a light hand gesture.

There was no need to deeply inhale the incense to activate its ability. An excellent alchemist could grasp its true value through simple contact alone.

“…You made it well.”

“Thank you!”

“How did you handle the cinnabar? Separating the components couldn’t have been easy.”

Professor Thunderstep was by no means a kind professor.

He had told the students they would deal with Wisdom Incense for their midterm exam and even informed them of the production method in advance, but this was closer to giving it out with the mindset of ‘you can’t make it easily even if you know how.’

If you could make it right away just by being given one production method, how easy would alchemy be?

For example, this Wisdom Incense production method said ‘combine ascending incense and cinnabar,’ but generally, these didn’t combine well.

You had to completely understand the components of the reagent called cinnabar and know several methods of handling it to find a way to combine them…

“Actually, I didn’t use cinnabar.”

“What?!”

“I used gold instead.”

Professor Thunderstep hastily inhaled the Wisdom Incense.

Apart from the strong premonition effect that rushed in, he could feel the energy of gold, not cinnabar, spreading like a mirage from within the incense.

“Gold?! Expensive but… it’s good… no, it’s even extraordinary.”

Professor Thunderstep muttered.

After hearing about gold, he wondered why he hadn’t thought of it himself.

Of course, there was a reason. Basically, gold was too expensive.

A Baldrogard professor might be one thing, but from Professor Thunderstep’s position, living as an Einroguard professor and having to distribute reagents to his disciples, such luxury wasn’t something he could dare to think of.

But even so, the sense of defeat was unavoidable. Professor Thunderstep trembled and grabbed his beard.

“Not… not bad.”

“Thank you. Actually, the one who taught me this was…”

When Lee Han seemed about to shake his composure again with another sensible comment, Professor Thunderstep ignored it and moved on.

If Wardanaz said something hypocritical like ‘the one who taught me this was you, Professor,’ he might really grab him by the collar.

“Don’t tell me you used something else too… Th-this isn’t a magical beast’s bone but an evil dragon’s bone?!”

Professor Thunderstep, who was analyzing the incense, looked at Lee Han as if he couldn’t believe it.

He had definitely told him to use a magical beast’s bone, but this level of pure dark element…

Reagents that possessed such concentrated dark elements in nature weren’t very common. Especially if it was bone.

For this level, wouldn’t it have to be at least a corrupted dragon?

Of course, dragon bones weren’t something an ordinary student could use as reagents. But Wardanaz wasn’t an ordinary student, was he?

Whether he stole from the Principal’s storage, or from the storage of big shots he met during vacation, or from his family’s storage, or asked Prince Jowurin to steal…

‘Come to think of it, this guy has too many ways to obtain things.’

Professor Thunderstep looked at Lee Han like he was looking at a madman.

Of course, Lee Han was also looking at the other person like he was looking at a madman.

“I used ordinary bone fragments infused with dark elements.”

“…Ah.”

Professor Thunderstep felt deep shame at his suddenly returned intelligence.

Come to think of it, Wardanaz had aptitude for dark elements too, so such self-production was possible.

His own mana amount was enormous and the purity was top-grade, so even more so…

“Why do you waste gold like that but act so stingy and frugal when using bones! It’s confusing!”

“Actually, the one who taught me this was…”

“When did I ever teach you that!”

Professor Thunderstep finally threw away his dignity and jumped up and down.

It would have been more satisfying if he just said he discovered it through his own genius.

“No. I wasn’t planning to say you taught me.”

“…Really?”

The professor immediately became embarrassed.

And he even felt a bit hurt.

‘Couldn’t he say he learned a little from me?’

I’m still a school professor after all…

“Then who taught you… wait, wait. Don’t tell me it was that hamster?!”

“What nonsense are you talking about? There’s no way that could be true.”

-…

The hamster was so dumbfounded that it glared at the top of Lee Han’s head.

He could have just said no, but instead he hurt its feelings with such a long explanation.

“I heard it from the Young Principal.”

“…”

Professor Thunderstep was momentarily stunned. It was a truly unexpected name.

“…Is that something the Young Principal wrote for you?”

“Huh? Uh…”

“Give it here.”

Lee Han recalled the hamster’s words and tried to hide the bundle of papers tucked under his arm, but the professor was one step faster.

Professor Thunderstep, who quickly snatched the bundle of papers, began reading the sharp corrections the young prince had written as if entranced.

“This is… I could have thought of gold too, but you didn’t give me money… expensive reagents are what you use… it’s not that I spoke lightly of obtaining magical beast bones… an alchemist should naturally do that much…”

Professor Thunderstep muttered and began arguing with the imaginary Skeleton Principal.

Seeing this, Lee Han panicked and said to the hamster.

“The professor has broken down.”

-I definitely told you not to show it.

“You didn’t say it that strongly, you just said not to show it. Don’t exaggerate.”

-…

The hamster considered pulling his hair but decided against it.

If they attacked each other, it would suffer greater losses.

“In the first place, by your standards, where would there be an alchemist that catches your eye…”

“Professor?”

“…There’s no alchemy professor so you coaxed me saying just do it for one year and worked me like a slave… full support? I held back from suing in Imperial Court…”

“Professor!”

“Huh? Oh, oh.”

The broken Professor Thunderstep barely returned to his senses.

Lee Han, who was wondering if he should call Professor Lightningstep, breathed a sigh of relief.

“Are you alright?”

-Does this look alright to you?

The hamster scolded him as if he was pathetic. Professor Thunderstep also scolded him similarly.

“Would I be alright?”

“…I’m, I’m sorry.”

“Never mind… it’s not your fault. It’s the Principal’s fault.”

“That’s right.”

Lee Han readily agreed.

If the Skeleton Principal hadn’t been tormenting Professor Thunderstep all this time, he wouldn’t have gotten so worked up like this.

“Perfect score. From now on, ask me before asking the Young Principal. Please.”

“Thank you.”

“But what kind of request caused all this commotion?”

Professor Thunderstep asked, hiding his mixed feelings.

He felt like hearing at least the name of the request would make him feel less wronged.

“It’s not just because of a request, I’m trying to find Professor Bagrek.”

“…”

The professor said nothing.

He just slowly relit his pipe, exhaled smoke deeply, and finally managed to open his mouth.

“…If I ever flee from the school, please just leave me alone…”

* * *

Recently, Professor Verdus was the most miserable person at Einroguard.

The reason was simple. It was because he had to take on lectures that were originally his responsibility.

“This is too much! Making me handle so many lectures!”

“…Aren’t you still handling the least amount… Professor?”

Professor Garcia, who happened to be sitting next to Professor Verdus in the faculty lounge (and was deeply regretting it), couldn’t help but respond.

Professor Yonramo and Professor Paselette looked at him with pity.

‘Still has a long way to go.’

‘To actually respond to that.’

Professor Verdus was like a pot with holes – no matter how much water you poured in, he would just keep whining.

When he whined alone, you should just leave him be instead of trying to fill the pot with water.

“Just because you compare me to others doesn’t change the misery I feel, does it?”

“…”

Professor Garcia almost lost his temper for a moment.

Professor Verdus, oblivious to the fact that he almost got punched, continued chattering.

“I should have escaped from Einroguard like Professor Bagrek did.”

“…Are you seriously putting Professor Bagrek, who went alone to settle past grudges so he wouldn’t harm his disciple, on the same level as you wanting to run away to skip lectures!?”

“Huh? Yeah.”

“…”

Intense murderous intent emanated from Professor Garcia’s eyes.

Professor Yonramo and Professor Paselette quickly grabbed their teacups and plates and evacuated to the corner of the lounge in terror.

They had once made a bet about whether disciples would search for Professor Verdus if he escaped, but it seemed that bet was no longer necessary.

A bloodbath was about to sweep through the lounge today!

It was Professor Thunderstep who saved Professor Verdus from his deadly fate.

Professor Thunderstep, who entered through the door, looked as if he had aged ten more years.

“P-Professor!”

“Has His Majesty the Inspector introduced some new policy?”

The other professors asked in surprise.

Why had this dwarf professor, who usually maintained his composure unless dealing with the Skeleton Principal or Professor Lightningstep, changed like this?

“Wardanaz…”

“???”

“Be careful…”

With those words, Professor Thunderstep staggered to the corner and collapsed into an armchair.

The professors were too bewildered to even ask what had happened.

Except for Professor Verdus.

“Why?”

“…That guy is crushing the exam content to get out early…”

‘Hasn’t he always done that?’

Several professors thought to themselves.

It wasn’t the first time Wardanaz had breezed through exams, so what was so surprising about it now?

Professor Thunderstep immediately caught onto the professors’ inner thoughts.

“Of course, you might all think this way. Hasn’t Wardanaz always been like that?”

“!”

Did he drink a mind-reading potion?

The professors closed their souls a bit more thoroughly, just in case.

“If that were the case, I wouldn’t be saying this… He’s gotten stronger by one level, no, two or three levels, with wisdom from who knows where the Young Principal got it. …Can’t we just mix that guy in with the fourth year graduates?!”

At Professor Thunderstep’s honest statement, the other professors almost found themselves nodding unconsciously.

Whether he graduated or moved up to fifth year, there would be much less to teach him.

However, Professor Verdus answered firmly.

“No way. Then it’ll be harder to make him work for me.”

If he graduated, Professor Verdus would lose an excellent workforce.

“…”

“…”

“…When did you say Professor Verdus’s next lecture was? No particular reason, I’d just like to audit it.”

Professor Thunderstep said with a gentle smile.

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