Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 253

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Chapter 253

“It seems like you haven’t had a chance to talk with the Phoenix Tower students over there yet…”

“I’ll talk with them later. So, which field of healing magic are you interested in?”

The two upperclassmen threw questions at Lee Han without giving him a moment’s rest, trying to captivate his attention.

“Oh! You might not have realized yet which field interests you.”

“But that’s okay! We’re here to help you with that. Now, what other lectures are you taking? If you tell us what you’re taking, we can help you discover your interests.”

“Alchemy. Are you taking alchemy?”

Lee Han, who had been listening to the upperclassmen’s excited chatter, nodded his head.

“Indeed! To think you’re taking alchemy. There happens to be a field in healing magic that’s deeply connected to alchemy. Analyzing diseases and creating potions to cure those diseases. That might be an even greater endeavor than individual mages providing treatment.”

“What about enchantment magic? Enchantment magic?”

At one upperclassman’s question, the other upperclassman scolded him as if asking what nonsense he was talking about.

“He said he’s taking alchemy.”

“Oh right… But he could be taking two subjects.”

“Would he really do that?”

“Didn’t the professor say he has strong academic passion and is taking other lectures too?”

The two upperclassmen who had been whispering looked at Lee Han. Lee Han nodded and answered.

“I’m also taking enchantment magic.”

“As expected…!”

“You’re not also taking transformation magic, are you?”

“Why don’t you say he’s also taking summoning magic?”

“I’m taking both of those too?”

“…”

“…”

The upperclassmen, who had initially tried to laugh thinking it was a joke, hesitated when Lee Han’s expression didn’t change.

…It wasn’t a joke?

“All… what? Really?”

“Is something wrong?”

Lee Han’s voice became very slightly rougher.

As a human being, when Lee Han looked at his current class schedule, no matter how much he controlled his emotions, anger couldn’t help but bubble up slightly.

“Nothing’s wrong, but…”

“So that’s why Professor Garcia mentioned it…”

When Professor Alcasis said he was ‘taking all the other lectures,’ they thought he might be majoring in one or two more subjects at most, but they never imagined it would be to this extent.

The upperclassmen looked at Lee Han with slightly overwhelmed faces and asked.

“Do you happen to have more lectures remaining?”

“Yes. Well.”

Each time more remaining lectures came out of the underclassman’s mouth, the upperclassmen’s expressions changed from being overwhelmed to horror.

This is…

This is really…

‘…No matter how short-staffed we are, is it really okay to have someone like this take healing magic? Isn’t this going too far??’

The two upperclassmen seriously began to feel pangs of conscience.

* * *

Fil and Chil.

These were the names of the two upperclassmen who were substituting for the healing magic lecture.

“Are those nicknames?”

“Yeah.”

“Why nicknames?”

“You’ll understand later too, but when healing mages go outside, there’s nothing good about revealing their family names or real names.”

It was better not to have the specific identity of a healing mage known.

If you healed well, requests would fly in asking for help whenever something happened, and if you couldn’t heal well, contacts would come demanding responsibility.

To avoid being dragged out even on rest days, it was better to use common, hard-to-remember nicknames.

“…”

“…”

The Phoenix Tower students couldn’t readily accept the upperclassmen’s blood-earned advice.

Instead, they looked at the upperclassmen as if bewildered.

“As priests, trying to avoid people who request help is a bit…”

“Be quiet! You’re from Phoenix Tower, right? I have a friend in Phoenix Tower, and he acted like you when he was a first-year. But this is reality!”

If Professor Alcasis had seen this, he would have said ‘You crazy bastards, I told you to entice the students, not chase them away,’ but unfortunately Professor Alcasis wasn’t present.

The two upperclassmen, perhaps agitated by what the Phoenix Tower student just said, explosively vented their accumulated frustration.

“You need to rest to use magic properly! If they drag you out on rest days saying they need help, is that even magic?!”

“Who said we don’t dedicate ourselves and serve the Empire people?! We just want time to sleep! When I was a first-year like you guys…”

The upperclassmen who had been exploding and ranting suddenly hesitated as if they had come to their senses.

“…I got a bit excited and spoke harshly, didn’t I? Of course, there are these minor drawbacks. But healing magic has more advantages.”

“The heartfelt gratitude you receive from saving people.”

“You’re respected wherever you go in the Empire.”

“Not only that, but you rarely go to the punishment room.”

Lee Han thought to himself.

‘That’s not an advantage…’

Other students might be fooled, but Lee Han wasn’t.

What could be the reason the Skeleton Principal rarely sent them to the punishment room?

It was certainly because they were that short-staffed.

“…Like this. Now you understand how good healing magic is, right?”

The upperclassmen, having squeezed out as many advantages as possible, sent pleading looks to the underclassmen.

Please don’t run away!

Without you guys, our school of magic will collapse!

Fortunately, the new students were kind or naive. Even after hearing such ominous conversations, they didn’t run away.

“Yes!”

“We’ll work hard.”

“…Thank you. Everyone!”

“Working hard won’t make everything work out, but…!”

* * *

‘Playing with dolls is quite refreshing.’

The students each received a stuffed doll and were fiddling with them.

Of course, they weren’t given them to play with dolls.

“Heal.”

【Lower-grade Stab Wound Healing】.

It was a healing magic that made wounds from being stabbed or cut by blades heal.

While healing magic dealing with internal organs or bones required perfect understanding of their complex structures, wounds on the skin and outer muscles were relatively approachable.

That didn’t mean the difficulty itself was easy.

Just as enchantment magic cast directly on people was classified separately as enhancement magic, and illusion magic cast directly on people was classified separately as mental magic, casting spells on living people was itself a very difficult task.

Just as first-year students learning for the first time were made to practice with specially made strings, the current stuffed dolls were items made in that same way.

“The difficulty has definitely increased.”

The Tiziling Priest wiped sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and said.

Her body was slightly tired from consuming mana.

Though rejoining strings and sewing up wounds on stuffed dolls might seem similar at first glance, they were on different levels.

The former was simple string, while the latter was a doll made to imitate humans.

“It’s definitely gotten harder.”

Lee Han nodded and put down the stuffed doll.

He had healed not only the lacerations but even the fractures in the doll’s arm without breaking a sweat.

“…”

Tiziling Priest stared intently at Lee Han.

“I’m someone who believes in Lee Han’s good intentions, but… wouldn’t other people get angry if you said something like that?”

“No. Why?”

Of course, such fractures were included in today’s goals.

However, none of the upperclassmen who set the goals expected him to heal fractures.

Just healing lacerations would have been doing well enough.

But Lee Han had mobilized his massive mana reserves, control trained through other magic, and understanding of bones learned from dark magic to advance to fractures while the upperclassmen weren’t looking.

“That’s… no.”

“?”

Tiziling Priest changed the subject.

“Come to think of it, there will be an event at the Order during vacation. Are you interested by any chance?”

“Of course.”

Lee Han was very interested in making a good impression on the Order priests.

How interested was he that he didn’t stop at one Order but believed in multiple Orders?

“…Wait. But can I ask what kind of event it is?”

Come to think of it, the Frisinga Order was a curse-specialized Order.

More specifically, it was an Order interested in wearing cursed artifacts.

He was willing to wear anything if it was a mana-related curse, but if it was another curse, then a little…

“It’s an ordinary event. We invite believers, serve meals, pray…”

‘Fortunately it’s ordinary.’

“We wear cursed artifacts that believers bring, and destroy the ones we can’t wear…”

“…”

Lee Han was dumbfounded but then paused.

‘Wait. If they’re destroying them, can I take them?’

Of course, curse removal wouldn’t be easy, but if he could just remove them, it might be better than expected.

“Would it be okay to take the artifacts they’re destroying?”

“It’s fine, but… are you thinking of wearing more?”

Tiziling Priest looked at him with an expression that said ‘No matter how deep your faith is, there’s no benefit to wearing too many recklessly.’

Of course Lee Han had no such intention, but…

“You’ve found me out. My devotion.”

“You two there. Stop talking and focus on magic.”

The upperclassmen who had come back from helping other students advised Lee Han and Tijiling.

Lee Han nodded.

“I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. You’re not feeling bad that I gave you advice, right? If you felt bad, I’ll apologize. Please don’t take it badly.”

“…Ah. Yes.”

Overwhelmed by the senior’s desperate energy, Lee Han nodded. Of course he didn’t feel bad.

“Phew. He seems okay, right?”

“Yeah. He still seems interested in healing magic.”

The two upperclassmen walked away in relief, talking among themselves.

Because of that, they didn’t notice.

The fact that Lee Han had healed both the lacerations and fractures on the stuffed doll once each while they weren’t looking!

* * *

Lee Han yawned as he walked toward the tower. After frantically attending lectures, the sky was already getting dark.

‘I need to use up the eggs I brought from the cabin last time, should I make an omelet or scrambled… How many loaves of bread were left? Should I slice them and fry them in butter today. In the evening I’ll finish studying summoning magic.’

“Strike!”

“Push!”

“…Don’t you guys have assignments?”

Lee Han was speechless at the sight of White Tiger Tower students bumping shoulders while playing polo.

Originally it was a game played on horseback hitting a ball with a long stick, but without horses, people could run with sticks and hit the ball.

What the White Tiger Tower students were doing now was the latter.

“Why… why do you say such harsh things? What did we do wrong to you?”

“…I asked if you don’t have assignments, right? I didn’t say anything else?”

Lee Han momentarily wondered if he had insulted the White Tiger Tower students’ families.

“Wardanaz. Originally the body and mind are connected, so you need to use your body for your head to work.”

“Hey… but Wardanaz is in first place.”

A White Tiger Tower student who realized the flaw in his friend’s logic poked his ribs.

“…Want to play a round too?”

“I’ll pass.”

Lee Han declined.

There was no need to test his physical limits with polo.

Lee Han was already testing his physical limits on his own.

Crack!

“Agh!”

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the White Tiger Tower students went flying. Lee Han clicked his tongue and approached.

“Do you guys get itchy if you don’t cause accidents?”

“My… ankle…”

“Stay still.”

Lee Han checked the fallen student’s ankle. It clearly wasn’t in good condition.

‘I should give first aid and take him to the infirmary.’

“Heal.”

“Get Professor Garcia! Professor Garcia!”

“…Uh.”

Lee Han paused.

As if this happened often, the White Tiger Tower students were about to call Professor Garcia right away.

…Did I cast magic unnecessarily?

‘If I knew they’d call the professor, I wouldn’t have bothered with first aid.’

The student with the broken ankle also groaned and then looked at Lee Han with an awkward expression when he realized he was healed.

-Shouldn’t you stop them?

That’s exactly what his expression said.

Lee Han pretended not to see and ignored it.

They’re your friends, so you stop them!

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