Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 153
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Chapter 153
Magic Combat Practice didn’t end with just one session.
Other third-year students had caught Yumidifus’s eye.
“Those students over there are also hiding stolen goods.”
‘Are there only thieves here?’
He couldn’t tell if many thieves had entered, or if the school was creating thieves.
Yumidifus pointed at the students trying to hide reagents and materials.
“Bring those as well.”
“Yes.”
Robbery was easier the second time than the first.
Lee Han approached again. However, this time it wasn’t as easy as before.
Caaawwwk! Caaawwwwk!
As he drew near, an annoying bird cry echoed across the mountain top.
The two third-year students were startled by the alarm magic and shouted.
“We’ve got a pursuer!”
“Reveal yourself, hidden being!”
“!”
Third years were indeed not to be underestimated.
When the pre-set alarm magic warned of an attacker, they immediately realized someone was hiding nearby and cast invisibility dispel magic.
Thanks to this, Lee Han learned something.
‘Next time I should disrupt the opponent’s alarm magic first.’
The two upperclassmen were flustered by the sight of the masked Lee Han.
He was different from the pursuer they had expected.
What?
“Did the Principal send you?”
“Of course the Principal sent him! Don’t be fooled by appearances! He’s trying to confuse you!”
Lee Han didn’t bother to clear up the upperclassmen’s misunderstanding.
“…That’s right! How dare you try to steal Gonadaltes’s belongings!”
“Urgh…!”
“You practically forced us to! Shoot forth…”
The third-year upperclassmen tried to resist as if they felt wronged, but Lee Han was one step faster.
A water orb flying in a curve from a blind spot knocked away the upperclassmen’s staffs first.
Thwack!
Surprisingly, the upperclassmen were quite sloppy when it came to magical combat. While their magical skills were excellent, they had too many openings.
If it had been Professor Boladi, he would have immediately guarded his blind spots.
To a student who had received harsh magic combat training like Lee Han, the third-year upperclassmen were like hothouse flowers.
“Gack!” “Urgh!”
“…”
Seeing the unconscious upperclassmen, Lee Han suddenly came back to his senses.
‘…Will I be able to handle the consequences later?’
Surely the upperclassmen wouldn’t be able to find the culprit, right?
* * *
Satisfied, Yumidifus descended the mountain together with Lee Han.
On the way down, Yumidifus spotted the White Tiger Tower new students.
They had apparently found one of the boxes the Skeleton Principal had hidden and were holding it preciously while arguing about where to open it.
‘If they’re new students… they won’t be necessary.’
The Wardanaz Family Boy needed as much magical combat experience as possible, but even so, there were standards.
In Yumidifus’s view, students of the same year wouldn’t provide Lee Han with any meaningful experience.
A definite high evaluation.
However, Lee Han spoke firmly.
“Please let me face them.”
“But there won’t be much to learn…?”
“No matter who the opponent is, there’s always something to learn.”
Lee Han said while looking at the Skeleton Principal’s box that the White Tiger Tower friends had.
The one box Lee Han had obtained was left at Professor Thunderstep’s cabin, so he hadn’t been able to open it yet…
The more boxes, the better.
“Then let’s go!”
“Yes!”
Lee Han moved most actively among all the lessons he had received today.
Thwack! Thwack thwack thwack!
The White Tiger Tower students, ambushed by invisible attacks, collapsed one by one.
However, the first-years were different from the upperclassmen.
“You… you… you bastard… you’re Wardanaz…?! Ugh…”
‘No way. How did they know?!’
Lee Han was shocked by his friends who had guessed his identity without even seeing him.
He wanted to ask how they knew, but his friends had already fainted.
* * *
Wednesday.
Asan yawned and asked while watching Lee Han draw the remaining parts of the magic circle.
“Come to think of it, Wardanaz. Did you enjoy the festival yesterday?”
“Yeah.”
“What did you do?”
“Helped at Professor Boladi’s tent… got called by the Principal and made fireworks.”
Asan nodded.
It seemed his friend had been very busy working yesterday.
Well, Lee Han was one of the most outstanding students in their year, so it made sense that he would be that busy.
“I received some teachings from Yumidifus, and went to the Afha Order for fire magic training…”
“…?”
Asan, who was listening, felt something was strange.
Huh?
‘If he was working like that the whole time, when exactly did he enjoy the festival?’
“That’s about it?”
“…Wardanaz. Sorry, but that doesn’t sound like you enjoyed the festival.”
“What do you mean. The festival…”
Lee Han, who had been responding to Asan’s words as if it were absurd, suddenly stopped.
Surprisingly, even Lee Han himself hadn’t noticed it until now!
“…I didn’t enjoy it.”
“…I’m sorry.”
“No. I’m helping with this because I want to…”
Lee Han said that and continued drawing the magic circle. However, his back looked slightly dejected.
Seeing that, Asan felt very sorry.
‘Because of me…!’
The dark circles under his friend’s eyes, who had come out early in the morning to work hard on Professor Knighton’s magic circle, looked so pitiful.
But actually, Lee Han’s dark circles were caused by a somewhat different reason.
‘If it’s going in a box anyway, why not just write it plainly instead of encoding it with ciphers.’
Lee Han had obtained two boxes from the Skeleton Principal in total.
The one he had taken from the White Tiger Tower students was surprisingly a dud.
Not everything that glitters is gold
-Osyu Gonadaltes
He had expected there would be duds, but seeing it directly was honestly infuriating.
And what was even more frustrating was…
‘The White Tiger Tower guys won’t believe me even if I tell them it’s a dud!’
At least the other box contained a magic incantation consisting of three pages.
…In complex ancient runes and jumbled ciphers.
While magic books were often like that, the Skeleton Principal clearly had the ability to write it out kindly but deliberately wrote it like that.
Thanks to that, Lee Han had to reduce his sleep to decode the magic incantation.
With half still remaining, he would probably have to stay up all night for one more day.
“So right now…”
“Priest. Please entrust it to me. I will use it for the Empire.”
“No. I will…”
Following Lee Han and Asan who had come early in the morning, new students appeared in the lecture hall, chattering.
From their serious expressions as they whispered among themselves, something had definitely happened.
Lee Han was puzzled.
‘What? Did the Skeleton Principal release some undead?’
“What’s going on?”
“Priest Tijiling found an outing pass in the boxes.”
“…”
“…”
Lee Han and Asan’s expressions hardened like rock.
No way…?!
‘Was luck the best after all, not magic or effort?’
Lee Han looked at his friends entering with a bitter feeling.
Countless friends were surrounding Priest Tijiling and throwing out proposals.
“Priest Tijiling. If you have no plans to use the outing pass, please sell it to me! I’ll give you 50 pieces of bread from our meals!”
“Are you crazy?! Priest Tijiling. I’ll give you 500 pieces of bread! Plus cheese and sausage as a bonus!”
‘I should stop this.’
Lee Han sighed inwardly and stepped forward.
Whenever treasure was found, people around would always extend their evil claws.
Lee Han was the only one who could stop this.
…However, before Lee Han could even open his mouth, Priest Tijiling spoke first.
“Please accept this.”
“!!!”
Lee Han’s eyes wavered.
It felt like a demon’s temptation.
It wasn’t particularly because Priest Tijiling was a demon hybrid that he thought so…
‘I want to close my eyes and accept it.’
No matter how much Lee Han was using every means to secure an outing pass, taking it from the hands of an unsuspecting priest felt wrong.
Moreover, weren’t they from the same Prising Order? If he snatched Priest Tijiling’s outing pass, he wouldn’t be able to face the other priests later.
“…No. It’s fine.”
When Lee Han refused, his friends felt even more disappointed.
“Wardanaz! Why?!”
“Priest. Then I’ll take…”
“Everyone be quiet. You shameless guys.”
At Lee Han’s words, his friends blushed.
Their sanity, which had left them at the sight of the outing pass, had returned.
‘What was I doing…!’
‘How embarrassing!’
While his friends were feeling ashamed, Lee Han bit his lips once more.
‘I must endure. I must endure.’
“But I have no intention of going outside.”
“…It’s fine.”
“Besides, I’ve received too much hospitality already.”
“It’s really okay.”
“Still…”
As Tiziling Priest didn’t give up easily, Lee Han’s firm resolve began to waver.
However, Asan helped him out.
“No. Priest. Wardanaz is absolutely not the kind of person who would accept such a thing.”
Asan placed his hand on Lee Han’s shoulder and continued speaking firmly.
“Look at Wardanaz. Does he look like the kind of friend who would do something that goes against his honor?”
“…If that’s the case…”
When even Asan said that, Tiziling Priest reluctantly put away the outing pass as if she had no choice.
Lee Han stared intently at Asan and said.
“Thank you.”
“What. For something like this. All our tower students know about it.”
“Very much thank you.”
“No need to say it twice?”
Lee Han sighed.
Actually, Asan had helped him. If he hadn’t helped, Lee Han would have put the outing pass in his pocket by now.
“Tiziling Priest. Never give outing passes to other people. Understand? You should use that for yourself.”
Lee Han spoke strongly with a heart full of malice.
If Lee Han couldn’t receive it, then other guys absolutely couldn’t get that thing either.
“Yes… I understand.”
Tiziling, who had been hesitating, nodded her head as Lee Han spoke so strongly.
Having finished the conversation, Lee Han looked at the snake beastkin student and spoke.
“Priest Siana, who has been entrusted with the great responsibility of helping Professor Thunderstep’s festival this time.”
“Hello. Lee Han of Wardanaz Family, whose reputation is already spreading among the mages from outside.”
The two new students magnificently praised each other. Asan was also slightly impressed.
‘That’s a proper greeting.’
Among nobles, refined compliments were also an important charm. People who could elegantly praise others were always well-regarded.
“Actually, Priest Siana. There was something I wanted to ask you. Would that be okay?”
“Please ask me anything.”
Lee Han looked around and led Priest Siana to a corner.
It was a story that others shouldn’t hear.
“I picked up something like this while walking…”
Lee Han took out the materials and reagents he had taken from the 3rd year upperclassmen.
Although they had been attacked at different locations, the 3rd year upperclassmen all had the exact same types of materials and reagents.
At this point, Lee Han couldn’t help but become curious.
‘It seems like an assignment, but what are these materials for making?’
“Do you happen to know what these materials are for?”
Priest Siana carefully examined the reagents and materials that Lee Han had taken out.
Then she fell into thought as if pondering, and clapped her hands.
“I think I know what it is!”
“As expected of Priest Siana! Truly befitting the foremost genius of the Pleming Order!”
“This is an Enemy Detection Potion.”
“Enemy Detection Potion…?”
Enemy Detection Potion.
It was a potion that could pinpoint the exact location of a designated target when they were nearby.
“But you said you picked this up on the road?”
“Yeah.”
“The Enemy Detection Potion isn’t something New Students would be making, is it?”
Priest Siana spoke as if she couldn’t understand.
No matter how generously one looked at it, the Enemy Detection Potion wasn’t something New Students would attempt to make.
But to pick up something like this on the road.
No matter how she thought about it, it was strange.
“The upperclassmen must have dropped it.”
“How curious…”
“Indeed. What strange things happen in this world.”
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