Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 181

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Chapter 181

‘That can’t be it.’

Lee Han thought hopefully as he left.

There could be various reasons for giving a thumbs up.

The most likely reason was to praise a commendable junior who did well on this exam.

Lee Han thought this was probably the reason.

The other possibility was being grateful for knocking down the professor, but surely his senior wasn’t that kind of person…

Right?

“Are you alright, Professor?”

After all the underclassmen left, Diret asked cautiously. Professor Mortum nodded while coughing.

“Cough. I let my guard down… He made the poison better than I thought.”

“You were too careless.”

Ordinary people rarely had problems when their mana scattered a bit, but it was different for mages.

If mana deficiency symptoms occurred while casting magic, in the worst case, their life could be in danger.

No matter how strong Professor Mortum’s resistance to poison was, strictly speaking, he should have dispelled all the magic he normally maintained before drinking the poison.

‘Though it feels really strange to talk about such principles for poison made by a first year…’

“Cough. You’re right. Relying too much on magic isn’t a good thing.”

Professor Mortum honestly reflected on himself.

The higher a mage’s level of magic became, the more they tended to depend on magic.

Professor Mortum himself had over ten spells cast on himself at the moment.

He maintained spells like 【Negative Energy Detection】, 【Automatic Undead Summoning Upon Impact】, 【Floating Shadow Shield】, so his mana was constantly draining even while idle.

In such a situation, when mana deficiency symptoms occurred, he made such a fool of himself…

“I’ll be careful when testing other first years.”

“Yes. That’s a wise decision.”

“Cough. Could you check on the other students outside?”

At Professor Mortum’s request, Diret opened the lecture hall door and stepped outside.

It was about time for the next students to come in…

“?”

Diret felt something was strange.

That very commendable junior from earlier was walking toward the Summoning Magic Exam Lecture Hall.

‘Where is he going?’

* * *

“Raphadael.”

“Wardanaz.”

Since there were relatively few new students learning dark magic, they could immediately recognize each other’s faces.

Of course, that didn’t mean they were close.

White Tiger Tower + Raphadel Gral learning dark magic to defeat dark mages.

Black Turtle Tower + Ymirg fearing Lee Han because of ridiculous false rumors.

‘False rumors are ruining the magic school.’

Gainando wore an arrogant smile befitting someone who had taken the exam first.

“Hehe. Do your best.”

“…What’s going to come out?”

Even proud students from knight families were still students.

Going in to take the exam next, they couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Gainando’s mouth curved upward as if it might tear.

“What did you say? What did you just say?!”

“It’s nothing! Shut up!”

“Say it again! Politely!”

“I said shut up!”

“Stop it, Gainando. He’s a student who takes dark magic with us, so what good would come from fighting each other? As someone who took the exam first, you could at least give some simple advice.”

“Lee Han…!”

Gainando wanted to say ‘Why for this bastard,’ but Lee Han blocked him with his hand.

Raphadael looked at Lee Han with a surprised expression.

“The exam topic is curses. You don’t need undead summoning, so don’t worry about it.”

“…Thank you, Wardanaz.”

“Don’t mention it for something like this.”

Raphadael nodded and quickly walked away.

Gainando looked at Lee Han with an admiring expression.

“Ymirg. The exam topic is poison.”

“…?!”

The giant hybrid student asked as if he didn’t understand.

“You, you just said it was curses?”

“That was a lie.”

Lee Han spoke confidently and turned around.

“Let’s go, Gainando. We have to go take the summoning magic exam.”

Ymirg watched Lee Han’s retreating figure with eyes filled with fearful respect.

He didn’t really know what kind of person Wardanaz was, but…

He really did seem terrifying!

* * *

“Everyone, as I mentioned last time, the exam topic is 【Paper Bird Summoning】.”

Hearing the words of the elderly professor with a monocle, Professor Milay, Lee Han felt tears welling up in his eyes for a moment.

To actually give an exam exactly as the professor had said in advance.

‘I really shouldn’t be moved by something like this.’

Lee Han calmly shook his head.

The students who had arrived before Lee Han stood up from their seats.

Most of their expressions were dark or sorrowful. These were faces commonly seen in exam halls.

“…?”

Lee Han felt a sense of unease.

But why does everyone look so messed up?

“Please take your seats.”

Once seated, magic circle scrolls engraved with strange diagrams appeared before them.

Like before, these were magic circles that assisted with summoning magic.

Since it was difficult for 1st year students to successfully perform summoning magic directly, the help of such magic circles was essential.

“Now then… please begin.”

Professor Milay flipped the hourglass.

This meant they had to summon a paper bird within the time limit.

One student muttered.

“Can’t we just fold it and throw it?”

Lee Han could see other students nodding their heads.

【Paper Bird Summoning】.

In truth, it was magic at a level somewhat embarrassing to call a ‘bird’. To be precise, it was closer to a ‘controllable paper airplane’.

Magic that mages used when sending brief messages to nearby recipients.

‘This shouldn’t be difficult.’

Lee Han read the magic circle and ran simulations in his head several times.

He had desperately created magic circles more difficult than this, so simply following a magic circle was relatively easy.

He just needed to be careful not to overflow his mana. Even a small mistake could destroy the fragile magic circle scroll.

This level was a much more lenient exam compared to other professors…

Crash crash crash crash crash!

“…”

However, Lee Han belatedly realized there was an unexpected trap in this exam.

That trap was none other than his fellow students.

Strange paper-shaped summoned creatures began popping up everywhere and causing chaos.

“What are you doing, you idiot! You made my incantation fail too!”

“Why are you blaming me when you would have failed anyway!”

“This White Tiger Tower bastard really!”

“Come at me!”

‘Summoning magic is definitely problematic.’

Other magic often ended quietly when it failed, but summoning magic was different.

When it failed, improperly created summoned creatures (and they were uncontrollable to the extent they had failed) would rampage.

Lee Han shot down a paper book flying toward his face with a water orb. Whatever else happened, the magic circle scroll couldn’t be damaged.

“Projectile!”

“Ignite!”

Not just Lee Han, but other students also began casting magic.

If they stayed still, paper would fly at them and slap their cheeks, so they couldn’t do anything else.

Professor Milay was watching that chaos with a stern expression.

This too was something that mages had to accomplish.

The students who had just taken the test had experienced the same chaos.

‘Maintaining composure is the key.’

Anyone could understand if they thought about it calmly.

Getting slapped by paper wouldn’t kill you.

Then the top priority was to do your own work without responding, even if chaos erupted nearby.

“Everyone stop!”

“!”

When the Blue Dragon Tower student from the Wardanaz Family shouted, Professor Milay looked over with a slightly puzzled expression.

In fact, Professor Milay was viewing Lee Han somewhat strictly.

She acknowledged his outstanding talent, but his arrogant personality regarding summoning magic could invite disaster.

She couldn’t understand why such a student was shouting like that.

Could he possibly believe that students would stop this chaos just because he shouted?

“I said everyone stop!”

“…?”

Even shouting again didn’t change anything.

Professor Milay slightly adjusted her monocle. Honestly, she was curious about what that student was trying to do.

What was he planning to do if they continued not listening?

“I clearly warned you. Spring forth!”

Lee Han began rapidly duplicating water orbs.

Professor Milay was startled by his skilled elemental magic control that couldn’t be considered that of a 1st year.

However, that surprise was only just beginning.

Swoosh!

The paper summoned creatures flying around began to be rapidly shot down.

The 1st year students were casting various spells, but hitting the paper summoned creatures flying irregularly throughout the vast lecture hall wasn’t easy.

Rather, the spells collided and clashed with each other, only making the chaos worse.

However, Lee Han was different.

Each time he cast, he definitely brought down one.

“I told you to stop, didn’t I?”

“Shut up, Wardanaz! Who do you think you are…”

One heated White Tiger Tower student pointed accusingly.

At that moment, a water orb struck the student’s solar plexus precisely.

“Guh…”

Lee Han began mercilessly attacking the students around him who wouldn’t stop casting magic.

Thwack! Thwack thwack! Thwack thwack thwack thwack!

The students who got hit by water orbs one by one dropped their staffs and fell to their knees.

Like ripples spreading out from Lee Han as the center, students quickly began to come to their senses.

“I… I stopped.”

“Me, me too.”

“Put down your staffs! Anyone who raises them, be prepared.”

When the students fearfully lowered their staffs, Lee Han calmly cast magic following the magic circle.

Tararack!

A paper bird bloomed and began leisurely flying around the lecture hall.

However, Professor Milay was not surprised.

Although he had succeeded in the midterm exam in one try, the scene she had just witnessed was far more surprising than that.

To single-handedly control and suppress such chaotic students.

‘…I really don’t want to say this, but… he certainly has the right to be arrogant.’

Professor Milay thought it was her role to firmly warn any arrogant or haughty disciples to ensure they wouldn’t get hurt in summoning magic.

However, the boy before her had shown talent that made her momentarily forget even that role.

With such talent, it was only natural for a mage to unconsciously acknowledge it.

“Excellent.”

Professor Milay nodded her head.

It was a perfect score with nothing to criticize.

“Thank you, Professor.”

“?”

Professor Milay found it strange that Lee Han didn’t leave the lecture hall.

Why isn’t he leaving?

Instead, Lee Han stood in front of his friends and said.

“Raise your staffs again. And those who don’t stop when I tell them to stop. Be prepared.”

“…”

“…”

The students raised their staffs again with tense expressions.

Once again, improperly created summoned creatures popped up here and there, but…

Lee Han immediately suppressed them.

“Again.” “Wait!” “Again.” “Don’t stop. Continue.” “Wait!”

“…”

Seeing him voluntarily managing the traffic in the lecture hall for his friends, Professor Milay became confused about the judgment she had made.

…Wasn’t he an arrogant student?

* * *

“Thank you for your hard work, Professor.”

Diret stretched and walked out of the lecture hall.

The expressions of the new students coming and going from the lecture hall were already half-dead.

At that sight, Diret smiled with satisfaction.

It was a smile that any upperclassman at the magic school couldn’t help but make.

Thud-

“?”

Diret thought ‘Huh?’ when she saw that very admirable junior opening the lecture hall door and coming out.

Taking the exam and coming out of the lecture hall was fine.

But…?

‘That’s the Illusion Magic Classroom?’

Diret retraced what he had seen today.

So that junior had entered Dark Magic, Summoning Magic, Illusion Magic today…

…???

Diret couldn’t believe it. Surely that junior wasn’t…

‘No! You’re being deceived by the professors right now! You’ll die at this rate!’

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