Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 201

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Chapter 201

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

-It looks like you’re being threatened though.

The demon wasn’t a demon for nothing. With demon-like shrewdness, it quickly grasped the situation.

Ancient mages trained their disciples in far harsher ways than they do now.

For a demon that had lived since ancient times, the current situation wasn’t that difficult to understand.

Of course, that didn’t make Professor Boladi look normal.

Even in ancient times, masters who made their disciples fight demons were rare.

-Even so, forcing a disciple to fight a demon… you crazy mage bastard. If you keep acting like that, your disciple might stab you in the back while you sleep.

Lee Han wanted to cheer for this demon whose name he didn’t even know.

Say more!

“Fight.”

Professor Boladi didn’t listen at all and urged the demon.

The demon also didn’t listen at all and ignored him.

-No. I refuse to associate with madmen. Don’t involve me in you mages’ insane training.

“If you don’t fight, I’ll attack.”

-Do you think I’ll submit to pain?

“Tell me what conditions you want.”

Professor Boladi immediately changed his attitude to persuade the demon.

Of course, it didn’t work on a demon who had been forcibly summoned, beaten up enthusiastically, and then told ‘I wish you’d fight a bit more.’

-Even if you offered me half the world, I would never make a contract with a lunatic like you.

After finishing his words, the demon looked at Lee Han. Thanks to the time given, he was able to recall beings similar to Lee Han from his memories.

-You are of Wardanaz Family bloodline. I will sympathize with and remember you. Young mage. If you ever need to make a contract with me, I shall show you mercy.

Lee Han didn’t know whether he should be happy or sad.

To receive sympathy from an ancient demon he’d never seen before…

Professor Boladi whispered from beside him.

“Make a contract now. Then tell it to fight.”

-I will never agree to such a contract. You madman.

The demon cursed Professor Boladi and opened a dimensional gate. Then it returned to where it had been.

Professor Boladi showed a very slightly dejected expression. It was an extremely rare sight.

“It’s okay, Professor. I learned a lot.”

“It was too short. What a pity.”

“No. This is enough.”

Lee Han comforted him, but Professor Boladi didn’t listen.

“I’ll have to find a new one.”

“…”

The vampire professor sent chills down Lee Han’s spine.

‘Wait. This person couldn’t be…’

Lee Han recalled the fact that Professor Boladi had been taking an uncharacteristic night stroll when he came out of the forest.

Could it be?

‘…He wasn’t looking for an opponent suitable for me to face, was he…?’

A cold shiver rose that no magical cold could ever match.

Thud!

Professor Boladi untied the rope that bound Professor Verdus.

The freed beaver beastman professor asked.

“Why did you tie me up!?”

“So you wouldn’t get hurt.”

“Ah. I see.”

Professor Verdus immediately understood and nodded. He wasn’t even angry.

‘I need to separate these two quickly.’

Honestly, it would be interesting to see what would happen if he kept them together, but there was a high probability it wouldn’t be good for Lee Han.

Lee Han tried to separate the two.

“But why?”

“For the disciple’s training.”

“Why you?”

“I’m the master.”

“Why the master?”

“It’s what a master should rightfully do.”

However, before Lee Han could intervene, the two professors quickly exchanged questions and answers in words only they understood.

Professor Verdus couldn’t understand.

A master having to spoon-feed everything.

Wouldn’t that make being a master too painful and difficult a position?

No mage would take on such a job.

To Professor Verdus’s theory, Professor Boladi answered firmly.

“I’m better.”

“Is that so?”

Lee Han was amazed by the faint pride in Professor Boladi’s voice.

Of course, in some ways Professor Boladi could be a slightly better master than Professor Verdus…

But that was definitely not something to be proud of.

Just like being better at studying than Gainando wasn’t something to be proud of!

“It would be good to show more interest.”

“I don’t want to. My time is more important.”

“Do as you wish. I’ll go find another opponent.”

Lee Han was shocked by Professor Boladi’s words.

His earlier suspicion had been true.

‘Was he really going around looking for them?’

“Opponent?”

“The reason I mentioned earlier.”

“Ah. Training. Uh… there’s a dimensional overlap that burst in the upper floors of the main building. That place seems fine. How about it?”

“Thank you.”

“…”

Lee Han cursed himself for not separating the two quickly enough.

* * *

Swoosh!

Lee Han was gathered with the Blue Dragon Tower students in front of a stream, cleaning fish.

They had collected some food, but no one knew how long the cold would last.

They had to gather as much edible food as possible.

“…Lee Han. Do you have any worries?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Well, you’ve been sighing dozens of times since earlier?”

“Ah. Did I? I’ll be careful.”

“No, it’s not about being careful…”

Lee Han cut open the caught fish’s belly, removed the head, then washed it in the flowing water. Then he sprinkled salt on it and hung it beside him.

Even with many worries, his hand movements were smooth. Enough to amaze the friends watching from the side.

“Wardanaz. What’s wrong? Did Mekin bother you?”

When Asan asked, Gainando was startled.

“Mekin bothered Lee Han?! Guys! Mekin…”

Yoner threw the salt he was holding at Gainando’s face.

“Lee Han. We’re friends, aren’t we? If you have worries, you can tell us, can’t you?”

“I might have to go to the twisted dimension’s corridor to solve the cold problem.”

“…”

“…”

“…Why on earth would you have to do that?”

“I get it. Wardanaz is feeling responsible right now…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Meikin. What do you know!”

Asan, who had been cut off mid-sentence, grumbled at Yoner.

Meanwhile, Black Turtle Tower students appeared from the opposite side carrying fishing rods.

“Right. Those Black Turtle Tower guys made a furnace with bricks.”

The resourceful Black Turtle Tower students had built a furnace in the clearing near the black market.

It was to endure the cold weather.

“A furnace?”

“Yeah. They were grilling all sorts of things.”

“I can make one for you if you want.”

Salko, who had approached, spoke up. The Blue Dragon Tower students were delighted.

“Really?!”

“I wasn’t talking to you guys. I was talking to Wardanaz.”

Salko growled and made the Blue Dragon Tower students back away.

Lee Han nodded as if he understood.

“Do you want to trade for fish? Or meat? Sorry, but sugar, tea leaves, and coffee powder are non-negotiable.”

“…I didn’t come to trade. This is repayment for what I received before. Wardanaz.”

Salko looked at Lee Han as if he was absurd.

It was repayment for Lee Han going around each tower to help with cold resistance magic.

“What? You’re really doing it for free?”

“That’s right.”

At that answer, Gainando, who was beside them, muttered.

“That’s suspicious.”

“Shut up.”

“But…”

Gainando felt frustrated.

Lee Han was suspicious too!

“Then I’ll gratefully accept it.”

“You look troubled. Do you have some worry?”

At Salko’s question, Asan answered instead.

“Wardanaz is trying to tackle the source of this cold problem right now.”

“…”

Salko, who had been growling just moments before, looked at Lee Han with surprise.

“…I respect you. Wardanaz. I never thought I’d say this, but you’re a true noble.”

“Just make the furnace and go.”

Lee Han answered in a slightly tired voice.

He was too tired to explain anymore.

* * *

【Basic Imperial Language and Logic】.

It was quite an essential lecture for young mages who would encounter all sorts of supernatural beings in the future.

Spirits, demons, angels – these beings weren’t always hostile, but sometimes they were more dangerous precisely because they weren’t hostile.

If one carelessly made a clumsy contract, a mage’s life could become very twisted.

That’s why mages at magic schools were thoroughly trained in these aspects from a young age.

【Basic Imperial Language and Logic】 was a lecture that helped with exactly these aspects.

-Today we’ll read the contract between mage Polkelballas and a demon from Imperial Year 117…

-Do demon contracts originally make listeners fall asleep?

-Maybe… I don’t know.

-Truly demonic. Demon, I’ve lost. I surrender… *snore*.

And naturally, it was boring as hell.

While foundational lectures were generally boring, 【Basic Imperial Language and Logic】 was particularly severe.

Reading through various cases word by word to find parts that could be interpreted ambiguously or misunderstood, and if there were regional dialects from Imperial territories in the cases, translating them accurately, and when archaic or ancient words appeared, translating those too…

It was to a degree that even someone like Lee Han had to grit his teeth to endure it.

“Huh?”

“Why isn’t the professor coming?”

As such, when the professor didn’t enter, faint hope began to bloom on the students’ faces.

Could it be that the professor isn’t coming today?

Could it be that the professor won’t come next week either?

Everyone, don’t be surprised. Professor Walter Zebier’s mind collapsed during a contract and he went to the temple.

“…”

The faces of students who had been hopeful just moments before were colored with shock and guilt.

They had hoped, but they hadn’t hoped for something like this.

Take this incident as a lesson to be more careful when making contracts in the future. Professor Pluewark. Come in.

“Thank you.”

‘A former official?’

Watching the fox beastman professor with brown hair enter, Lee Han was puzzled.

Having met several former Imperial officials, he had become able to distinguish between former officials and former mages to some degree.

Former officials were relatively… compared to former mages…

…they seemed less insane.

And Professor Pluewark. Although Professor Walter Zebier’s mind collapsed and he went to the temple, this isn’t because the magic school is dangerous but an unavoidable accident inherent to the discipline of magic, so please make sure to tell His Imperial Majesty…

“Yes, yes. You don’t need to worry. Now then, let’s start the lecture. I’m Professor Rozine Pluewark. Please treat me well, everyone.”

Professor Rozine sent the Skeleton Principal outside and greeted them refreshingly.

At her attitude, the students showed both welcome and slightly wary looks.

They had already been hurt too much by professors.

However, Professor Rozine didn’t mind.

“How far did Professor Walter Zebier get?”

“He got up to the unfortunate mage Gurugu who made a wrong contract with a three-headed giant.”

“Good! Would a student like to read it once and point out the mistakes?”

“…”

The student who got called on for answering once from the front made a tearful face.

Given the difficulty level of the 【Basic Imperial Language and Logic】 lecture, there was no possibility of hearing good words.

The other friends coldly averted their gazes.

‘Hang in there.’

‘Don’t look at me. I don’t want to present.’

10 minutes later.

“Very excellent!”

“Gasp. Really?”

“Of course, you got about 41 things wrong, but for a 1st year, that’s excellent. Now. Everyone applaud!”

“???”

The students clapped with bewildered expressions.

However, Professor Rozine’s lecture had only just begun.

1 hour later.

By the time the lecture was ending, all the students had become Professor Rozine’s followers.

“Professor! I’ll read it!”

“Professor! Let me try!”

‘Why is someone like this at a magic school?’

Lee Han was surprised.

He thought good people got kicked out at the school gates…

“Professor, where did you work before coming here?”

“I was working as an Imperial Dispatch Administrator.”

A position that dispatched various talents of the Empire, including mages, to appropriate places.

It was work that couldn’t be done without extensive connections and smooth interpersonal relationships.

That positive personality made sense too.

‘Wait. Then wouldn’t recommendations for government positions be possible?’

A dream that had been buried for a while began to sparkle again.

Lee Han realized that all his diligent studying of 【Basic Imperial Language and Logic】 had been for moments exactly like this.

“I’ll read too!”

“War… Wardanaz. Why all of a sudden…”

“Hey. Put your hand down quickly. Wardanaz said he’ll read. Do you want to be compared?”

The friends around grumbled as they lowered their hands.

Does that guy who gets praised a lot in other lectures have to get praised here too?

‘Ah. So that’s the Wardanaz Family.’

Professor Rozine recognized Lee Han who had raised his hand. She had heard stories about him from several places before coming.

‘They said he’s a core talent who will be responsible for the magic school in the future.’

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