Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 134

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Chapter 134

The food prepared by the Prising Order priests was abundant. Lee Han was finally able to devour food prepared by others to his heart’s content after a long time.

After eating sandwiches filled with fresh ham and lettuce and drinking black tea with sugar and milk, Lee Han finally spoke to Tiziling Priest.

“Come to think of it, you don’t seem that skinny.”

“…”

If it had been another demon hybrid, curses would have already flown out, but Tiziling Priest was a person with deep cultivation due to long training.

“…I’m very fortunate that you think so now.”

“That’s right.”

Mehrid Priest cut pound cake and placed it in front of Lee Han while expressing his gratitude.

“Brother. Thank you. Thanks to you, Tijiling didn’t have to starve.”

“Not at all. Priest. I only did what I should have done.”

“Moreover, I heard that Brother also feeds the other students in the tower.”

Mehrid Priest looked at Lee Han with eyes filled with sincere respect.

All the priests knew that the new students at the magic school were living quite harshly.

Even in such a situation, taking care of other friends first wasn’t easy.

‘…I guess he doesn’t know I charge money.’

Lee Han thought to himself.

Most students from other towers didn’t know that Lee Han was meticulously recording in a ledger while providing food.

This was thanks to the Blue Dragon Tower students going around saying ‘Wardanaz always prepared meals for us.’

Since he was steadily saving it all as graduation preparation funds, hearing such words was a bit embarrassing…

“Such philanthropy and devotion is just like Prising’s will.”

“…I think so too.”

Lee Han missed the timing to tell the truth. It would be embarrassing for both of them to say it now.

After the meal ended and while Tiziling Priest was hearing ‘why are you so skinny’ from other priests, Lee Han continued his conversation with Mehrid Priest.

“Is the belt alright?”

The priest looked over Lee Han with worried eyes.

The priests of the Prising Order had sworn to receive the curses cast upon the world with their own bodies, but that didn’t mean they weren’t worried about the young priests.

Moreover, in Lee Han’s case, wasn’t he wearing a belt cursed with mana absorption?

Since he was being educated as a mage, it was inevitable to be even more worried.

“I’m fine.”

“Brother…!”

“I’d even like to bear more.”

Lee Han spoke seriously.

In fact, to Lee Han’s eyes, Mehrid Priest was closer to someone who periodically visited to give gifts.

Of course, it was cursed, but the curse of mana absorption was practically meaningless to Lee Han.

‘You could really give me more.’

Mehrid Priest took out an artifact from his backpack with a troubled expression.

“This is also an artifact cursed with mana absorption, but…”

“What kind of effect does it have?”

“Effect, you say?”

The Mehrid Priest fell into thought for a moment, unable to recall clearly.

What kind of curse it was mattered, but the effect wasn’t particularly important.

Lee Han waited for an answer with an anxious heart.

‘Shouldn’t you normally remember the effect rather than the curse?’

“Ah! I remember now. It was a Ring of Underwater Breathing. I suppose it’s not particularly relevant for a new student…”

“!”

Contrary to the Mehrid Priest’s thoughts, Lee Han’s eyes sparkled upon hearing those words.

‘Underwater breathing!’

While new students who stayed obediently in their towers at night had little need for underwater breathing magic, Lee Han’s situation was different.

Since he was constantly searching for ways to escape outside the school, underwater breathing magic would be extremely useful.

‘The magic school is a place where you can never let your guard down.’

Lee Han, who had gotten lost in the forest last time while just trying to pass through a corridor, realized this clearly.

This magic school was a place where anything could emerge from within.

Even if a sea appeared on the path to the next Spire Stables, Lee Han wouldn’t be surprised.

“I will bear this burden.”

“Brother…!”

The Mehrid Priest was deeply moved by Lee Han’s unhesitating act of putting on the ring.

As expected, someone who fed other students had faith that transcended imagination.

‘As expected, no effect.’

Lee Han put the ring on his finger and confirmed that there was no particular change.

The Mehrid Priest asked with a worried expression.

“But Brother, aren’t you wearing too many artifacts?”

Wearing too many artifacts was also dangerous.

Their respective mana could clash with each other or cause unexpected interactions.

If the artifacts were somewhat separated from each other, it was relatively fine, but when wearing multiple ones close together like rings on fingers, more caution was needed.

The Fire Absorption Accessories each had the same performance, so there was no chance of them clashing with each other, but the Ring of Underwater Breathing required some caution.

“I’ll wear them alternately.”

“Then I’m relieved.”

‘Shouldn’t you ask why he’s wearing so many rings…?’

The Tijiling Priest, who was listening from the side, thought this to herself.

* * *

“The Prising Order is also staying for the Spring Festival.”

Lee Han spoke in a very bright voice.

The priests of the Prising Order made the same mistake as the other priests had earlier.

-As expected of a new student, he’s excited about the Spring Festival!

“Yes. We plan to stay at the school until next week to help with the Spring Festival.”

The Empire’s spring festival was a period to freely celebrate and enjoy the arrival of spring without formality.

All the things one could typically think of for a festival – plays, performances, events – would unfold in one place.

Originally, if the Skeleton Principal had said ‘this week is the spring festival’ without any priests around, Lee Han would have thought ‘hmm, what nonsense,’ but with priests present like this, the story was very different.

‘I’ll be able to save on food supplies next week.’

Lee Han was thoroughly calculating food supplies with Yoner every day.

Despite bringing in large quantities from outside, the consumption rate was fast. They had to save when they could.

He was thinking of somehow trying to go out once more before the semester ended, but it might fail.

‘The food supplies remaining now… even if I exchange with the Black Turtle Tower students to fill up a bit more, I should seriously consider setting traps to catch something. I heard rumors of catching fish by fishing at the lakeside. Vegetables are still fine since we have the vegetable garden.’

Lee Han, who was calculating, suddenly felt slightly wronged.

Why did he have to do this after entering magic school?

When just studying magic wouldn’t be enough time…

“Oh right. Brother. Could you possibly help with the spring festival events?”

“If it’s something I can do, I should naturally help. I’ll bring my friends along.”

Lee Han was secretly delighted at the thought of being able to get a meal.

“But what kind of events does the Order of Prising hold?”

“First, plays and…”

Not bad. The plays held everywhere during such festivals were always popular.

“Ring toss.”

It was a simple game, but even hanging just a bar of chocolate as a prize would make the new students’ eyes turn red as they threw.

“There’s curse experience.”

“…Oh…”

Lee Han pondered how he could trick other people into trying that curse experience.

‘…Should I look into the White Tiger Tower students?’

* * *

Asan from the Dalcard Family sighed deeply and thanked Lee Han.

“Thank you so much. Wardanaz. Because of me, even you have to spend your weekend…”

Because of Professor Alpen Knighton, who taught 【Basic Imperial Geometry and Arithmetic】, Asan was moving around like this while other friends rested on the weekend.

-One of my friends is scheduled to visit the school next week. He’s a friend I made when working as an Imperial administrator, and when that friend visits, he wants to see the skills of the students I’m teaching. So I’d like to entrust you all with simple magic circle creation.

Though he was assigned this task for having the second-best grades after Lee Han, Asan wasn’t happy at all.

Who would be happy about coming out to prepare even on a precious weekend?

Since he would have had to do all this alone if Lee Han hadn’t offered to help, he couldn’t help but be grateful to Lee Han.

“I’m doing this because I want to, so don’t feel too sorry. Asan.”

“Wardanaz…!”

Asan, unaware of Lee Han’s wicked ulterior motives, trembled with emotion.

Even a hundred Gainandos combined couldn’t match Lee Han.

‘I’ll definitely catch the administrator’s eye.’

Though it had nothing to do with pop quizzes or midterm exams, Lee Han’s eyes burned with motivation.

He would definitely leave a deep impression on the professor’s friend!

“By the way, I heard the professors are also doing something for next week’s festival. Did you hear about it?”

“…Really?”

“Yeah. I heard the Principal is also doing something.”

“…”

Lee Han suddenly felt his anticipation disappear and worry flood in.

What is this crazy lich trying to do now?

‘No… not yet. Besides, the priests are at the school. He won’t be able to move so recklessly.’

“But Asan. Where did you hear that?”

“Earlier Professor Garcia was looking for people to help during the festival? She was calling the students with excellent grades first.”

“I see. …Wait.”

Lee Han felt a chilling intuition brush past the back of his neck.

…The Skeleton Principal wouldn’t call for Lee Han, would he?

* * *

Nilia, who had been called by Professor Garcia, was puzzled when she didn’t see Lee Han.

“Isn’t Wardanaz coming?”

If excellent students from each tower were called, there was no way Lee Han could be left out.

“Student Lee Han… looked too busy and tired.”

“…”

At Professor Garcia’s words, Nilia closed her mouth and nodded repeatedly.

It was truly relatable.

“Student Nilia, please tell him to take care of himself sometime.”

“I do tell him… but… Wardanaz is so passionate about magic…”

“That’s true, isn’t it?”

The two professors and student continued a conversation that would have baffled Lee Han if he had heard it.

Preparing diligently, I see… Professor Garcia…

“…”

The Skeleton Principal who appeared from behind had a voice several times more sullen than usual.

Professor Garcia was bewildered to see the other person making a deeply frowning expression.

Originally, a lich couldn’t make such expressions.

To deliberately use magic to move a skull without muscles or flesh to create expressions.

‘Must you really use high-level magic for such things?’

“Won’t the students be happy?”

Why should the students be happy? We’re the ones giving them teachings… shouldn’t the students be making us happy…

The Skeleton Principal continued grumbling. Professor Garcia cast magic to prevent the sound from reaching Nilia’s ears.

I’ll go prepare something too… if I don’t do anything, the priests will tell His Majesty and His Majesty will say something to me… idiots are eating away at the Empire…

Professor Garcia thought she did well to block Nilia’s ears. The Skeleton Principal cursed the Empire’s religious orders several more times after that.

I’ll be going now… take care…

“Wait. Principal. But what are you thinking of preparing?”

Professor Garcia suddenly became curious and asked.

I should ask a student and decide…

“I see. …Wait a moment. Wait a moment.”

Why do you keep doing that…

“No… I’m sorry for calling you repeatedly, but which student are you going to call?”

Professor Garcia didn’t bother saying ‘Principal, you don’t have any close students.’ The Skeleton Principal was already sad enough.

The Wardanaz Family Boy…

“…Isn’t student Lee Han too busy?”

That’s not my concern…

“…”

Professor Garcia had to suppress her urge to cast a spell at him.

Wait.

“What is it now?”

Professor Bagrek over there… doesn’t he have close students?

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