Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1193

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Chapter 1193

“That mage really needs to stop moving.”

“I agree.”

Currently, five knights had collapsed from exhaustion while tracking that mage.

This happened because they had been relentlessly pursuing the mage who never stopped moving.

Even though they had been taking turns tracking him in groups!

“If we lose him this time, we won’t be able to chase him like this again.”

Being able to pursue him like this was only possible because luck was on the knights’ side.

The method chosen by the New Moon Knights, who had received Lee Han’s request, was a classic overwhelming force approach.

The knights quickly moved through each city and village in the west, directly checking every place where travelers might stay.

Of course, they didn’t beat people up while shouting ‘Come out, suspicious bastards!’ like Lee Han did. They simply identified and catalogued travelers who had even the slightest magical anomalies.

Then they organized these travelers’ identities, used the knights’ network and connections to verify whether these identities were real, and began directly pursuing all those whose identities couldn’t be confirmed.

When introducing the New Moon Knights, the phrase about being able to run tirelessly from the western coast’s edge to the Nightmare Swamplands wasn’t included for nothing. These were knights who knew how to execute the simplest methods with the most tenacious persistence.

Once caught, there was no escape.

Despite such abilities, finding Einrogard’s professor was more due to luck.

An unexpectedly large brawl broke out at the tavern where the professor was staying, causing the professor’s perfect disguise magic to reveal subtle traces.

From then on, the New Moon Knights desperately pursued this professor without rest. When five collapsed from exhaustion, a sixth knight took over the chase.

‘It would be great if we could somehow attach a tracking method. But the opponent is so sharp…’

“Lord Bak. The Einrogard mages have arrived.”

“Finally!”

Amurec was delighted.

He had been needing the help of reliable mages, and they had arrived just in time.

While the New Moon Knights’ mages were skilled, he was still worried about facing an Einrogard professor.

“Let them in! Quickly!”

Lee Han, Professor Kirmin, Ibinta, and two Death Knights came rushing up.

The knights who instinctively recognized the Death Knights’ identity cast looks filled with respect and fear.

“By any chance, are you…”

-Your thoughts are correct, little ones.

“It’s, it’s an honor to meet you. Is the person beside you also a knight?”

-Ah. That one’s a slave.

Ibinta’s face contorted.

It was already miserable being suddenly dragged out, but did they have to humiliate him like this?

“Excuse me?”

-Originally, tracking parties usually have at least one slave to handle the dirty work…

“Enough. Please step outside for a moment. We need to talk.”

Lee Han pushed the Death Knights outside. Since they were the Skeleton Principal’s minions, he was worried the plan to track Professor Boladi might leak.

The knights who understood his intention felt very hurt.

-Don’t you trust us?

-You don’t need to resemble your master to that extent…

After the Death Knights and New Moon Knights went outside, Professor Kirmin cast a concealment spell.

Lee Han first tried to thank Amurec. No matter how close he was with his brother, doing something like this was really…

“Than…”

“Are you Wardanaz? Thank you so much!”

Amurec pulled Lee Han into a tight embrace. Lee Han was slightly flustered by the dwarf’s fierce hug.

“Excuse me?”

“Thanks to you, Bartrek didn’t fail! Thank you so much!”

“…”

“…”

Lee Han and Professor Kirmin immediately understood the situation. Embarrassed, Lee Han quickly replied.

“Bartrek would have done well on his own…”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean. Neither you nor anyone in the Bak family would believe such words. Even that professor over there thinks the same.”

‘Oops.’

Professor Kirmin realized he was slightly too late in trying to deny it.

He should have immediately said no upon hearing it for it to feel sincere…

“Let’s end the thanks here. We need to discuss business. Professor Bagrek, was it? He really doesn’t stop moving around.”

Lee Han and Professor Kirmin each received a copy of the knights’ report.

Amurec fixed his gaze back toward the window below and asked.

“Professor, what will you do? Should we go and make contact?”

“You’ve been tracking him for over a day?”

Professor Kirmin’s brow furrowed slightly.

“Yes. But we periodically rotated personnel…”

“He’s already noticed. Wardanaz. Professor Bagrek is definitely planning to use the knights for something. Let’s move first.”

Professor Kirmin spoke decisively. Lee Han was surprised, but Amurec was even more shocked.

The opponent had noticed their tracking.

“That’s impossible…”

“First, please trust and help us. Do you have a list of famous people in this city who are difficult to contact easily but located relatively nearby?”

Though flustered, Amurec assisted the mage’s eccentric behavior like the seasoned knight he was.

Originally, mages acting incomprehensibly wasn’t anything new. If they were Einrogard-trained mages, it would be even more so.

“As for a list, the knights have compiled one…”

“Give it to me. Among these, who has the thickest shadow of death?”

Professor Kirmin cut his palm and sprinkled blood over the list. The blood writhed and gathered over one name.

“Count Langbern, from Alquie City in the west, race: vampire. It must be him. Wardanaz, let’s go meet your master!”

The professor lightly wrapped magic cloth over the unhealing wound and gestured. Thanks to Amurec’s continuous questions in his confusion, Lee Han didn’t need to ask.

“Are you saying Count Langbern is in danger right now?”

“He’s probably an old survivor of the Sainguiros Sect. Professor Bagrek is currently going around assassinating remnants of evil worshippers.”

“Count Langbern?!”

Amurec couldn’t hide his surprise.

Count Langbern was a person with character as fine as his wealthy fortune.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t very social and spent most of his time quietly at his residence, but whenever he appeared, various city nobles and great merchants would be eager to befriend him.

He was someone with almost no dirty rumors that any decent noble would typically have a few of…

-Lord Bak! The mercenaries at the Crescent Moon Inn are suddenly moving!

When the knights’ shouts came from below, Amurec quickly checked outside.

As reported, the wandering mercenaries who had been at the inn were moving en masse for some reason.

Why were these guys who had already paid their lodging fees in full doing this?

“Don’t be fooled by the mercenaries. It’s probably that bastard’s trick anyway. Let’s go straight to Count Langbern’s mansion!”

Professor Kirmin ran down the stairs as if flying. Seeing his murderous retreating figure, Amurec asked in confusion.

“Are you two perhaps mortal enemies? Should I be careful in advance?”

“…Surprisingly, they’re friends!”

* * *

Provoking wandering mercenaries wasn’t particularly difficult. Just saying that the knights seemed to be chasing them would make any mercenary jump up and run out.

Among wandering mercenaries, those without any skeletons in their closets were extremely rare.

Especially if the opponent was the renowned New Moon Knights, it was even more so.

“It really is the knights! Damn it! I thought something felt off about my dreams!”

“We shouldn’t even set foot in the west for a while. Did someone curse this land? Last time, some lunatics went on a rampage…!”

The mercenaries who confirmed there really were knights present immediately moved toward the opposite direction with curses.

They instinctively knew well that moving together increased their chances of escaping even if there was an encirclement. When the guy next to you gets caught is precisely when you get your chance to slip away.

The market merchants who had been setting up stalls along the road were startled by the mercenaries’ rampage and dodged to the side. The mercenaries didn’t stop and kept running.

“To the east! There’s a side gate in the wall we can break through! Once we’re out, we can blend into the crowd outside!”

At someone’s shout, the mercenaries nodded, thinking it was definitely right.

There really was a poorly managed side gate in the eastern wall, and outside it were many peddlers and travelers who had come up along the river, making it good for escaping.

If worst comes to worst, they could steal horses or even boats…

A noble mansion suddenly appeared before the eyes of the running mercenaries. As the mercenaries tried to hastily detour around it, someone shouted again in their ears.

“Just break down the gate and charge through! Is this the time to go around that thing! The new moon bastards are visible behind us!”

“Break it!”

Cornered, the mercenaries boldly committed acts they wouldn’t normally do.

They broke down the main gate and began running through the garden toward the back fence. The guards inside came running out in shock.

“Get out of the way! We’re not here to rob your house! If you just clear the path, nothing will happen!”

“These crazy mercenary bastards have a death wish! Do you know where this is! Attack!”

A clash erupted between the mercenaries trying to escape and the guards trying to stop them.

And one shadow quietly slipped through a fourth-floor window of the manor.

“A riot by mercenaries?”

“Yes. You don’t need to worry about it.”

The elderly vampire clicked his tongue in displeasure. The butler apologized once more.

“I’ll retrain the guards.”

“You’d better. Taking that money and putting on such a disgraceful display. Does that make sense?”

No answer came back. Vampire Langbern turned his head with angry eyes at his subordinate’s insolent attitude.

However, what stood behind him wasn’t the butler, but a familiar vampire mage.

Professor Boladi spoke coldly.

“Langbern. A believer of the Sainguiros Sect. Correct?”

“…!!!”

Langbern felt a fear as if all the blood in his body was draining away.

And he regretted his complacent order. To send down even the guards from this floor just because some beggar mercenaries were causing a commotion in the courtyard.

“Wait, wait. Let’s resolve this through dialogue. I have no more connection to the Sainguiros Sect!”

This was sincere.

Long ago, he had been intoxicated with faith alongside other western vampire nobles, offering all kinds of sacrifices and enjoying that power, but after massive subjugation orders and retaliation followed, he had long since cut ties with the Sainguiros faith.

“Your wealth?”

“What, what?”

Though it was a short question, the extremely tense Langbern immediately understood the implication.

Langbern’s current wealth consisted of treasures received as rewards for offering sacrifices to Sainguiros.

“I’ll, I’ll donate everything to other people. Is this acceptable?”

“Your reputation?”

“…I’ll, I’ll confess the reasons too.”

He had to bite his lips in humiliation, but there was no choice.

Above all, wasn’t life the most important thing?

Wealth and reputation.

Only by giving up everything received from Sainguiros would there be any possibility of survival.

“Is this acceptable? Huh?”

Professor Boladi shook his head briefly. Then he extended his hand and pointed at the other person.

It meant there was still one thing remaining.

“What? What do you…”

Langbern, who was confused and flustered, realized belatedly.

What he received from Sainguiros wasn’t just wealth and reputation. He had also received youth and vitality as compensation.

“But, but this can’t be returned. It’s my blood! Are you planning to drain all the blood from my body? Huh?”

The other person nodded without a moment’s hesitation. Flames of rage blazed in Langbern’s eyes.

“You damn bloodsucker bastard! In the old days, a vampire from such a lowly family as you wouldn’t have dared to even look at me…!”

The words couldn’t continue further. Langbern’s consciousness faded as he witnessed his headless body spurting blood for the last time.

‘I should have killed them all back then…’

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