Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 1221

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Chapter 1221

Lee Han, awakening from his shock, barely managed to shout out.

“Professor, you were in the cell next to me?! Why?!”

Instead of answering, Professor Kirmin pulled out the nameplate from the adjacent cell and brought it over.

Criminal who ignored the Principal, colleagues, and disciple’s words and escaped on his own (not that dangerous though)

‘What the…’

Lee Han felt both absurdity and injustice simultaneously.

He knew it was meaningless to compete with such nameplates, but still, being treated as a more heinous criminal than Professor Boladi felt quite unjust.

“No. Why am I treated as a more heinous criminal?”

“It’s the difference in usual conduct. When originally good people do bad things even once, it’s more shocking.”

A usually diligent student acting on his own several times was a huge shock, but Professor Boladi escaping on his own wasn’t really that shocking.

Because that’s just how he is!

Lee Han naturally couldn’t accept this absurd explanation.

“This really doesn’t make sense.”

“Wardanaz. Are you by any chance a new student at Einroguard? Coming to realize this now.”

Professor Kirmin hung the nameplate back on his friend’s cell while speaking sarcastically.

Lee Han called out to Professor Boladi in the adjacent cell.

“More importantly, Professor, why didn’t you say anything when you were right next door?”

“Because you didn’t call for me.”

“…”

Lee Han was dumbfounded by the calm voice coming from the next cell.

If you were awake, you could have explained when I was talking to the prison guard!

“Is that what you say to a disciple who worked hard for you in every way possible?”

Professor Kirmin, unable to watch anymore, picked a fruit he had brought and threw it at his friend.

Wardanaz was annoying too, but he couldn’t match the original. This vampire friend definitely had a special talent for making people angry.

“I see. Let me express my gratitude once more.”

“Please don’t mention it… It was something I wanted to do.”

As the two master and disciple exchanged heartwarming conversation through the wall, Professor Kirmin sent a look that said he was sick of watching this.

The guys who made everyone else worry were being all friendly in the punishment room, making him want to just pour cold water on them.

Professor Kirmin’s wish was soon fulfilled. Professor Boladi, having finished talking about the evil deity subjugation, immediately brought up the main point.

“I heard you used the small world Dunamis.”

“Ah.”

“Oh.”

At this unexpected situation, Professor Kirmin sent an expectant look.

Perhaps?

As expected, his friend began grilling his disciple.

As he questioned every single case where his disciple used Dunamis, asking why it was reckless and what he was thinking when he did such things, the disciple immediately whispered to Professor Kirmin.

“Professor. Can’t we change cell locations?”

“If that were possible, it would be a private room, not a punishment room, Wardanaz.”

“Professor Bagrek seems to be misunderstanding something…”

Professor Boladi seemed to think his magic-obsessed disciple had become completely absorbed in Dunamis, which allowed him to use magic beyond his current level.

But that was a misunderstanding.

He had used it repeatedly only because of truly unavoidable situations; Lee Han normally had absolutely no intention of using dangerous small worlds like Dunamis…

‘Is it really a misunderstanding?’

Professor Kirmin thought to himself.

Previously, he had thought his friend was misunderstanding Wardanaz, but lately he wondered if his friend had been the first to see him properly.

He might say with his mouth, “Haha, I’m not that kind of person” while being hypocritical…

But looking at his actions, this disciple was indeed a mage obsessed with magic.

“Right, right. Try explaining the misunderstanding to Professor Bagrek.”

“Professor! Please don’t do this!”

When Professor Kirmin tried to leave, Lee Han became desperate.

If Professor Kirmin left like this, he would be left alone with Professor Boladi to continue listening to lectures.

“Oh right. There’s good news, Wardanaz. Professor Bagrek will be released when the semester ends.”

“…This is really not right!”

“You should have stopped ignoring Professor Kim’s words. I’m leaving. I’ll bring lecture materials next time.”

“Professor! Professor!”

* * *

Contrary to his worries, Professor Boladi didn’t torment Lee Han 24 hours a day.

After finishing his lecture about the small world Dunamis, Professor Boladi advised Lee Han to rest.

Looking at his condition, whether body or soul, the aftereffects hadn’t completely healed yet.

‘Phew.’

Lee Han never knew he would feel so fortunate about being injured.

He felt like claiming to be hurt until the end of vacation if he could.

“Lee Han!!!”

“!”

When familiar Blue Dragon Tower friends came to visit, Lee Han sat up in bed with a surprised face.

He never expected his friends to come here.

“How did you find this place? Is the location that easy to find?”

Unlike regular punishment rooms, this was still quite a special punishment room.

Yet they came here so easily.

Perhaps they received help from upperclassmen?

“When we went to the punishment room and called your name, a spirit drew us the location?”

“Ah.”

Lee Han mentally sent thanks to Perkuntra.

Although it couldn’t get him out of this professor punishment room, it had done its best to help in its own way.

‘Fortunately, it’s not sulking.’

Lee Han nodded, thinking that if the Thunder King had heard, it would definitely have decided to sulk.

“Thank you all for coming like this.”

“Take this. We brought some food.”

Yoner opened the lid of the basket he brought and pulled out preserved food from inside, passing it through the bars.

As various canned goods, tea leaves, coffee powder, sugar, chocolate, and more flew over continuously, Lee Han asked in surprise.

“Where did you get all this?”

This semester was difficult for students to obtain additional food due to Inspector Wuman. Especially such luxury items.

“We got some help from Professor Thunderstep.”

“From Professor Thunderstep? I didn’t know the Professor thought of me that way.”

Lee Han spoke with a slightly moved expression.

To think that dwarf patroller professor, who always grumbled, would secretly take care of him like this.

No matter how much he complained, he couldn’t just abandon his student.

“I said we got help from Professor Thunderstep, not that Professor Thunderstep helped us?”

“…”

At Yoner’s words, Lee Han closed his mouth.

He roughly guessed what had happened.

‘They raided the Professor’s storage!’

He felt slightly sorry, but it couldn’t be helped. Lee Han had to stay here for a while too.

And Professor Thunderstep probably made those external storages considering they would all be raided anyway.

‘Right. The Professor will understand when he hears where it was used.’

“Lee Han. Here. I brought books.”

“You brought magic books?!”

At Gainando’s words, Lee Han was very surprised.

To think Gainando would bring magic books.

Had Gainando finally become seriously immersed in magic?

“Th-they’re not grimoires.”

“…Right. Even if they’re not grimoires, bringing books is something. What kind of books? Perhaps the 【Introduction to Basic Reagents】 I recommended last time? That’s worth reading again.”

“【Toberiz Gets Imprisoned】, 【Toberiz Escapes the Fortress】, 【Toberiz Breaks Out of the Island】…”

“…”

Lee Han, who had taken the books, looked at the fireplace inside. Gainando noticed the meaning in that gaze and urgently shouted.

“Don’t burn them! If you’re going to burn them, give them back!”

“Gainando. The fireplace fire doesn’t just maintain itself.”

“You maintain the fire with mana anyway…!”

Knowing well that his friend could maintain flames without firewood using mana, Gainando desperately pleaded not to burn the books.

Eventually Lee Han gave up and placed the books on the bookshelf. Only then did Gainando let out a sigh of relief.

“Read them when you’re bored. They might be helpful.”

“R-right. They might be… helpful, I suppose.”

“Wardanaz. I brought some useful tools for studying inside.”

Asan rummaged around and pulled out items.

There were desks, ink, quill pens, and paper inside, but they didn’t look particularly abundant.

Even for the same writing, using high-quality ink, quill pens, and paper was much more convenient.

“Did you perhaps bring a small cauldron for alchemy too?”

“Of course. Here it is.”

Asan pulled out a small cauldron as if he had expected this. Adenart, who was beside him, cast transformation magic to reduce its size before throwing it between the bars.

“Hmm. An armillary sphere would be nice too. You probably didn’t bring that, right?”

“No. I brought it.”

Asan immediately pulled it out. And before Lee Han could even respond, he pulled out additional items.

“Here’s a copper distiller, spirit balance scale, dimensional map, magic chalk and blackboard, measuring compass…”

“…”

Lee Han made a bewildered expression at the unexpectedly large quantity.

This much?

“You brought all of this?”

“Don’t you need it, Wardanaz?”

Asan asked back as if wondering what obvious thing he was saying. The friends beside him nodded their heads as well.

Considering their friend’s reputation, even this wasn’t enough.

He’d have to stay in the punishment room until the end of the semester. They thought they should go into his private room and scrape together all the equipment and tools.

“…Right… Thank you…”

Lee Han skillfully arranged the received tools inside the solitary cell for now.

At this point, it was hard to distinguish whether this was a prison cell or a magic tower’s laboratory.

“Here you are. Wardanaz.”

When her turn came, Adenart quickly held out a small tin case.

It was a tin case labeled 【Meikin Family’s Amazing Butter Biscuits】.

Seeing those letters, Lee Han nodded inwardly as expected.

‘Giving dessert as a gift. It’s definitely a gift befitting Adenart.’

“Thank you. I’ll enjoy eating them.”

“?”

Adenart looked at her friend with puzzled eyes.

“…Uh, aren’t they cookies?”

“No… They’re grimoires.”

Lee Han hastily opened the case to check the contents inside.

Indeed, there were books inside instead of butter biscuits.

“Why are there books in a cookie box?”

At that question, Adenart hesitated slightly.

Seeing this, Lee Han nodded as if he understood.

‘The cookies must have been really delicious.’

The butter biscuits were all eaten, but she must have started storing books there due to lingering attachment and regret.

Didn’t Gainando often refill tin cups that had contained hot chocolate with water to drink again?

“Those books… are actually the upperclassmen’s books, so I couldn’t bring them openly.”

“…What?!”

Lee Han was shocked by the answer that completely exceeded his expectations.

It was fine to steal Professor Thunderstep’s canned goods or tea leaves (actually it wasn’t), but to even steal grimoires from completely unrelated upperclassmen.

‘Why?’

“Did you fight with the upperclassmen or something? Why on earth?”

“Uh, Wardanaz. We helped together too.”

Asan hesitantly raised his hand. Yoner also joined in with a slightly embarrassed face.

“…Wait, don’t tell me the tools you brought, Asan, were also stolen from the upperclassmen?!”

Lee Han realized belatedly.

Come to think of it, the tools Asan brought were far too many in quantity.

Even bringing everything used in the common lounge wouldn’t amount to that much…

“That’s right.”

“…”

“Where else would I get all this stuff?”

The Blue Dragon Tower students of Einroguard possessed cool and brilliant intelligence.

Where could they obtain useful equipment, tools, and grimoires for their friend?

There were various methods, but one of the easiest and fastest ways was to steal the upperclassmen’s belongings.

They would have various equipment and tools, as well as grimoires one level higher!

“…Thank you all, really.”

Lee Han was about to say something but gave up.

What could he say when his friends had risked danger and robbed upperclassmen for his sake?

Lee Han, who was flipping through the grimoires Adenart had brought to check them, paused.

‘I think I just saw Senior Yukveltire’s name…’

It must be his imagination, right?

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