Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 131

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Chapter 131

‘Everything he said was completely wrong.’

Professor Lightningstep was dumbfounded.

“It’s just being loyal…”

“Ah. Is that so?”

Lee Han looked at Sharkan again. Sharkan wagged his tail with a joyful expression.

“Come here. Sharkan. I actually trusted you all along.”

Sharkan barked and ran over to him.

Lee Han petted Sharkan while thinking he should give Sharkan the sausage he had planned to give to Gainando later.

Professor Lightningstep looked at the scene with exasperation.

‘But the fact that there was no special magic treatment…’

If that madman, no, Professor Mortum hadn’t cast any special magic and yet that undead summon was showing such loyalty, it had to be one of two things.

Either that Sharkan was exceptionally fond of humans (probably about as likely as Gonadaltes becoming benevolent and compassionate), or Lee Han’s presence was simply so overwhelming that it completely dominated Sharkan.

Monsters like Sharkan were sensitive to hierarchy. It made sense that he would show such loyalty to a master like Lee Han who radiated mana like crazy.

To think he could so casually subdue a monster that other mages would need to use all sorts of magic, secrets, and techniques to tame.

And what was even more absurd was that the person himself had no particular awareness of it.

If Professor Lightningstep’s friends who were knowledgeable about monster breeding had been here, they would have talked about what just happened for hours.

“Yes, yes. Sharkan. What a good boy you are. I trusted you all along.”

In fact, someone who really trusted wouldn’t say such things, but Sharkan was still excited as if he was happy about it.

Professor Lightningstep suddenly remembered something and asked.

“Wait. Why do you trust that Sharkan but not trust that whi… White Horse?”

“Excuse me?”

Lee Han looked at Professor Lightningstep as if he was asking an obvious question.

“Well, Sharkan was loyal from the beginning, but that Ponrig kept trying to kick and bite me.”

From Lee Han’s perspective, Ponrig was a horse that was hard to trust.

A creature that had been constantly causing trouble suddenly becoming docile seemed suspicious no matter how he looked at it.

Moreover, Ponrig was the most clever and cunning among all the horses in the stables.

Whether it was fed some potion, had magic cast on it, or had the blood of other monsters mixed in, its intelligence seemed several times that of other horses.

When such a horse suddenly became docile, it was even more suspicious!

-Puheeheing!

Ponrig stomped the ground with his hooves in protest, as if he was frustrated to death.

Of course, it might be suspicious when a horse suddenly acted like that, but originally griffins were this kind of creature.

A noble magical creature that would never accept anyone who wasn’t recognized as their master trying to ride them, but would offer loyalty once they recognized someone as their master.

But since he was being mistaken for a horse and such misunderstandings were happening, Ponrig was frustrated to death.

“See. There he goes again.”

-Puhing!!

Ponrig, giving up on persuading Lee Han, looked at Lightningstep and cried frantically.

The meaning was clear.

Dispel the magic!!

Professor Lightningstep avoided Ponrig’s gaze.

‘That’s not possible.’

How much trouble had he gone through to transform a perfectly fine griffin into a horse?

Just thinking about the cost of the potions and magical reagents that went into it, he absolutely couldn’t do that.

No matter how much you fed a horse potions and cast magic to make it ferocious, it could never truly be like a monster.

Having at least one monster transformed into a horse in the stables would help the new students get used to it when they encountered real monsters later.

“What do you think?”

“Right. Now that I’ve heard what you said, your words seem to make sense. Unlike Sharkan, Ponrig might be hiding his true feelings.”

-Puheeing! Puhihihiheeng!

Ponrig glared at Professor Lightningstep as if he wanted to kill him.

Just wait and see when this transformation is lifted!

“Well then, I’ll be going now. Have a good walk and come back inside.”

“Yes. Please go in.”

-Puheeng!! Puhihiheeng!!

“Stop it, Ponrig. I’ll trust you.”

At his master’s insincere words, Ponrig felt so wronged that he kicked the ground with his hind legs. Sharkan comfortingly tapped Ponrig with his tail.

Let’s find a way to dispel the magic together…

* * *

“Huh. It seems like there’s less meat than usual today.”

“Gainando. Are you trying to trick us into getting more food? Act honorably.”

“No… no. It really seems like there’s less than usual?? That’s strange?”

“Didn’t you take a bite and forget about it?”

“Could that… could that be it?”

While the Blue Dragon Tower students were having breakfast, Sharkan, who had returned from his walk, wandered around here and there.

He wasn’t just wandering around aimlessly.

He knocked over books piled up in the common room or took out reagents that had been stored on the shelves.

“What’s wrong, Sharkan?”

“Are you hungry? Gainando…”

“If you touch my plate, it’s a duel!”

The students asked questions, but Sharkan didn’t answer and continued rummaging through books and reagents.

“Why is he acting like that?”

“Maybe he’s looking for something? If he’s a highly intelligent monster, it’s entirely possible.”

At Yoner’s words, Lee Han fell into thought.

Is there something Sharkan is looking for?

“There shouldn’t be anything like that. Sharkan. Come here.”

Lee Han pulled Sharkan toward him. Sharkan resisted by digging his claws in, but was eventually dragged over.

“Right. Wardanaz. Did you see that priests came outside?”

“I hope you stay for a long time.”

When staying at the magic school, even noble family children who had no faith would suddenly develop religious devotion.

Seeing the priests from outside taking care of and helping the students, they couldn’t help but wonder ‘Huh? Then what about all the professors we’ve met so far?’

Yoner said while packing his bag.

“The priests have come?”

“Are you going to the Prising Order?”

“Yeah. And I’m going to ask about the potions.”

“!”

The potions that Ratford had borrowed from the carriage.

Yoner and Lee Han were working hard to identify those potions, but since they were challenging it with only a new student’s wisdom, the process was slow.

But if they asked the priests of the Prising Order, the order of alchemy?

‘Not bad.’

“But Yoner… if there are suspicious potions, it’ll be hard to make excuses.”

“I’m going to insist I found them until the end. They’re all kind, so they probably won’t take them away, right? …Maybe?”

Though it was a bit worrying, they couldn’t think of a better method.

Lee Han looked at Yoner and nodded.

“Alright. I’m counting on you.”

The other potions stored in the box also went into Yoner’s bag. Just then, Sharkan suddenly growled lowly.

-Grrrrrowl…

“Sharkan. Stay still.”

-Woof! Woof woof!

Sharkan barked desperately at the potion in Lee Han’s hand.

As if he wanted that potion.

“Sharkan. This isn’t for you to eat.”

And the bright green color didn’t look healthy no matter how you looked at it.

Even though Sharkan was an undead summon, there was no need to feed him poison.

Eventually, the green potion went into the bag.

Sharkan stamped his feet as if disappointed, but Yoner closed the bag’s opening.

“See you later.”

“Yeah. You’re going to visit the Prising priests, right?”

“Right. I should see the Prising priests too.”

“…?”

Yoner, who had been nodding, felt something off about Lee Han’s words.

Priests ‘too’?

“I should go check which priests from other orders have come. See you later.”

“…”

Yoner said nothing at the sight of his friend who was about to tour the orders like browsing street shops.

Instead, he cheered with his eyes.

Good luck!

…Though I still don’t really know what you’re trying to do!

* * *

“Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family. How pleasant to see you here.”

“Good to see you too.”

“By any chance, are you interested in faith regarding Lord Bildotscal?”

“I’ve been interested for a while.”

“Then…!”

“But does the Bildotscal Order allow believing in other orders as well?”

“It doesn’t?”

“I’ll visit next time then. Thanks for the recommendation.”

When he entered the area where priests gathered in front of the main building, surprisingly many Phoenix Tower students recognized Lee Han.

It was thanks to the good deeds he had shown last time.

The young priests called out to Lee Han with goodwill…

But Lee Han declined.

Since he needed to gain benefits by visiting various orders, there was no other way if they didn’t allow believing in other orders together.

“Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family.”

With a blazing voice, Priest Nigisol revealed himself.

True to being a fire spirit half-blood, he was burning brightly today as well.

“Good to see you.”

“Are you perhaps interested in the Apha Order?”

“I’ve been interested for a while. But the Apha Order doesn’t mind if you believe in other orders together, right?”

At Lee Han’s question, Priest Nigisol nodded.

“Apha’s fire simply burns, it doesn’t force direction.”

“Oh… Then I’d like to meet the priest once.”

“That’s joyful news. Follow me.”

Priest Nigisol walked ahead leading the way.

Lee Han followed while thinking about the Apha Order.

‘Come to think of it, I don’t know much about the Apha Order.’

The Empire’s religious orders were so numerous that unless it was a famous order or you directly believed in that order, it wasn’t easy to know about them.

He had heard that the Apha Order was an order that worshipped fire…

‘Then is it a place that deals with fire-type magic?’

If so, it could be of considerable help to Lee Han.

One of Lee Han’s biggest weaknesses was fire elemental magic.

Other elemental magic was relatively better, but in the case of fire elements, the compatibility with Lee Han was the worst.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t use magic, but if he used it wrong, he could end up burning himself.

‘It’s warm.’

As he entered the Apha Order’s large tent, the first thing he felt was warmth.

It was because of the purple flames rising from within.

The order’s priests, composed of various races, were sitting comfortably in their own inconsistent attire, chatting, when they saw Priest Nigisol entering and welcomed him warmly.

“Priest Nigisol! May Afha’s fire come to you.”

“May Afha’s fire come to you. Priests. This is Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family.”

“Ah. The one you mentioned before… This is surprising. I thought the mages of the Wardanaz Family had little interest in faith.”

“That’s a false rumor.”

Lee Han shamelessly lied without even moistening his lips.

“In any case, I’m pleased that you have interest. Shall I explain about our faith?”

“Yes. I would appreciate that.”

The priest of the Afha Sect looked like a mercenary who had rolled around battlefields for about ten years.

However, when he opened his mouth, extensive stories about faith flowed out.

Lee Han listened intently.

It was precious time to learn what benefits came with joining the Afha Sect.

“…So we believe that the end of this world will come with Afha’s fire. Afha’s fire will burn everything away.”

“…?”

Lee Han, who had been listening intently, hesitated.

Huh?

“That… is the fire metaphorical? Only burning the world’s injustices and evil people and things like skeleton liches?”

“No? It’s just fire that burns everything away.”

“…Ah. Is it like destruction for new creation and regeneration?”

“That’s an interesting idea. But after the end, there’s nothing. It just burns.”

“…”

“Now. Let’s check the flame that Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family carries within his soul.”

Lee Han suddenly understood why Priest Tijiling and Priest Siana had told him to avoid Priest Nigisol.

‘I don’t have to extract the flame from my soul to help burn down the world, do I…?’

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