Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 330

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Chapter 330

Seeing Lee Han break another bracelet, Professor Verdus asked curiously.

“Can’t you just break them from now on instead of dispelling them? That seems faster.”

“No.”

While clearing the debris, Lee Han answered firmly.

‘I need to save them for really important times.’

Lee Han carefully stored away the remaining 2.

He planned to use them when there were important exams or when Professor Boladi threatened him with a sword saying ‘If you don’t master the rotation attribute perfectly by today, I’ll kill you.’

* * *

Baishada, a hunter from the 【Shadow Patrol】, waited for Nilia in front of the Meikin Family Mansion after making an appointment.

As a fellow 【Shadow Patrol】 hunter, he wanted to support the student who entered Einroguard, deliver gifts that his comrades asked him to bring, and…

‘Is it okay to ask how she got into the Meikin Family Mansion???’

Baishada looked up at the Meikin Family’s mansion with a bewildered face.

He couldn’t figure out what method she used to stay inside.

Did she threaten them with arrows??

“How exactly is she staying inside there?”

Gretse, a hunter from 【Wasteland Star Catcher】, answered as if it were obvious.

“Doesn’t she have a friend from the Meikin Family?”

“What nonsense are you talking about. Why would those snobbish nobles be friendly with people like us.”

“Sometimes there are nobles with a hunter’s soul.”

“What? There are such people? I’ve never seen one.”

“Ex, excuse me…!”

Some passing children shyly approached them.

The two hunters looked at them as if asking what was wrong.

“By, by any chance, those clothes… are you from Wasteland Star Catcher??”

“That’s right.”

Gretse nodded and spoke. Baishada felt deep jealousy at that sight.

Apart from the reputation of Wasteland Star Catcher itself, Gretse somehow had a strangely elegant and profound feeling no matter what he did.

‘Is it a matter of angles?’

While Baishada was confused and checking his own angles, the children asked Gretse for his autograph.

“Please write Wasteland Star Catcher!”

“Here too! Please here too!”

“Now, now. Calm down, children. I’m not going anywhere.”

“…”

Baishada glanced at the children.

However, the children didn’t seem to recall anything from Baishada’s outfit.

‘Ugh.’

“Thank you!”

After the children left, Gretse spoke as if slightly tired.

“I’m grateful that they recognize the name of Wasteland Star Catcher, but I feel burdened because they seem to have too high expectations of me when I still lack so much.”

“That must be damn hard.”

Baishada muttered. Gretse looked puzzled.

“What did you say?”

“Nothing. Nothing. I said I envy Wasteland Star Catcher.”

“Really? I envy Shadow Patrol more.”

“…”

Baishada momentarily thought about whether he should grab him by the collar.

Is this bastard mocking me right now…

“Shadow Patrol doesn’t care about false fame and silently guards the northern mountain ranges. Compared to that, we… I understand the higher-ups’ policy, but there are too many unnecessary visits from unrelated people.”

“I… I see.”

Baishada was happy to receive praise but also envious.

Can’t we just switch?

“Moreover, didn’t Shadow Patrol even produce a student who entered Einroguard. There must be that many talented young hunters.”

“Hm, hmm.”

Baishada tried to manage his expression.

Still, it didn’t feel bad to hear him say that.

“Did you wait long!”

Nilia came running out from inside the main gate. As fellow Shadow Patrol members, they could recognize each other at a glance. Baishada shook his head.

“I didn’t wait too long. You’re Nilia, right?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“Here. Take this first. This is a gift that Pulram asked me to bring you. This is a gift that Banda asked me to bring you. And this… was it Airal?”

“Th, thank you.”

Nilia was deeply moved by the hometown gifts sent by fellow Shadow Patrol members.

“Who is this person?”

“This is Gretse, he’s from Wasteland Star Catcher.”

“What???”

Nilia sent a look that said ‘Why are you hanging around with such a person?’ Baishada hurriedly explained.

“He’s a kind and excellent person. We worked on something together this time.”

“Ah. Yes…”

Nilia agreed but still had a slightly suspicious look. Baishada decided to change the subject.

“But how are you staying here?”

“A friend asked me to stay together.”

“From the Meikin Family?!”

“Yes.”

‘My goodness!’

Baishada was shocked.

Who would have thought there was a hunter from Shadow Patrol with such skills!

He basically thought Shadow Patrol only had people who lacked social skills and couldn’t adapt to Empire society!

“Amazing… indeed!”

‘Are times changing?’

Baishada hoped that someday when the era of young hunters came, Shadow Patrol might become as famous as Wasteland Star Catcher.

Frankly speaking, what would Shadow Patrol lack compared to Wasteland Star Catcher!

“Anyway, you received all the gifts here, right? You checked them? Then we should get going.”

“Ah, please wait a moment. Are you leaving right away…?”

“Cities don’t really suit us.”

Gretse also nodded at Baishada’s words.

This city, which wasn’t open on all sides, where people appeared just by turning your head, and was packed with spires reaching toward the sky, was a bit too much for hunters.

Every time someone suddenly popped out from the side, their hands immediately went to their bows.

“Still, at least something…”

“Thanks for being considerate. But we’re really fine. It’s not like there’s anything we particularly want to do here.”

“Ah. Wait a moment. If you’re lucky, there’s a place where you can get useful artifacts.”

Nilia recalled the Frisinga Order event that Lee Han had told her about.

She was planning to go there today anyway, and seeing the two hunters made her think it was perfect timing.

Even if the hunters weren’t particularly interested in the city, the story would be different if they could get useful artifacts.

Indeed, both immediately showed interest.

“Really? There’s such a place?”

“The, the Frisinga Order…”

“Ah. So you’re removing curses from artifacts and giving them away.”

“Sounds like a good idea.”

“But basically, those artifacts would belong to the priests of that religious order, so is it okay? If you don’t know anyone…”

“I know someone!”

Nilia shouted this while hoping Lee Han would still be there.

* * *

“Now you try removing this one.”

“No…”

Lee Han was speechless at Professor Verdus, who had shown him once and then tossed it over telling him to try.

If there hadn’t been someone waiting in front, he might have grabbed him by the collar.

‘Hold back. I can’t have 【Einroguard Professor and Disciple Collar-Grabbing】 printed in the Granden City newspaper.’

Just as Professor Verdus had done earlier, Lee Han carefully erased lines starting from the outer edges of the curse magic circle.

As he steadily dismantled the magic circle without disturbing the accumulated mana, he could feel the curse’s power gradually weakening.

“I’m done.”

“Thank you!!”

“Well done. Now do this one. I’m going to grab something to eat.”

“…”

While he was seriously considering whether to grab him by the collar, a familiar face visited.

“Nilia! No. Miss Baishada?”

“Wardanaz!?”

Baishada was also startled to see Lee Han.

Wasn’t this the student who had shown monstrous performance among the White Tiger Tower students last time (though he wasn’t sure why he was there)?

“What are you doing here?”

“I was helping with the work of Prising’s religious order.”

“Ah. So when you said you knew someone…”

Baishada looked at Lee Han, then at Nilia, then back at Lee Han before being shocked.

‘What kind of skill does this guy have with nobles???’

Even the fastest Shadow Patrol member, the Shadow Patrol member who shot arrows the farthest, and the Shadow Patrol member who caught the most prey would feel insignificant compared to this young patrol member here.

He couldn’t even imagine what method he used to get along so well with nobles.

Was it magic?

“How did you become friends?”

Baishada whispered to Nilia. Nilia answered in confusion.

“Just, just naturally?”

“Just naturally…!”

Baishada shuddered at the answer that even felt profound.

He had once asked an excellent archer, ‘How do you shoot arrows so well?’

Come to think of it, that archer had also answered ‘just naturally.’

‘She’s really not an ordinary socialite. Amazing. Amazing.’

Baishada looked at Nilia with eyes full of respect. Gretse also looked at Nilia with interest.

“To get along so well with nobles. Impressive.”

“Someone from the Wasteland Star-catchers shouldn’t say that.”

“There seems to be a misunderstanding. It’s not like we get along particularly well with nobles either. Nobles are always troublesome to deal with.”

Though the Wasteland Star-catchers were widely known throughout the Empire, they were ultimately hunters.

Naturally, they wouldn’t be accustomed to mingling with nobles.

At those words, Baishada suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

“But those social skills are interesting… If it’s alright, I’d like to hear some advice. So I can handle them well in the future too.”

“Oh, no.”

Nilia was flustered.

Why had the topic suddenly shifted to ‘let’s learn Nilia’s excellent social skills’?

And there was no such thing.

“There’s nothing like that. I just put my heart into it…”

“Ooh…!”

“Ooh!”

While the three were chattering, Lee Han, who had successfully removed the curse from another artifact, looked up.

‘Was Nilia socially gifted?’

Lee Han was puzzled but said nothing for his friend’s honor.

“Oh right. Nilia. Did you come to get some useful artifacts?”

It was a casually thrown comment, but Nilia perked up her ears and was grateful. She was so grateful that tears could be seen in her eyes.

Lee Han was rather flustered.

‘Did she need artifacts that badly?’

It wasn’t like she was going to use them for business, so why?

“Could we perhaps get something that these hunters could use too?”

“Ah. So that’s why… It’s not difficult. Wait a moment. Let’s go look for some.”

Lee Han got up from his seat.

And headed toward where Tijiling and the Mehrid priest were.

“Useful artifacts, you say?”

Normally they wouldn’t allow external distribution, but the Mehrid priest wasn’t so rigid as to flatly refuse a student as devoted as Lee Han.

And the religious order valued cursed artifacts, but didn’t consider artifacts with removed curses particularly important.

“You can pick a few from these and take them.”

“Thank you!”

The two hunters behind were having conversations like ‘what kind of connections does he have?’ and ‘isn’t he a genius at persuasion?’, which bothered her, but Nilia tried to concentrate.

“Nilia. How about this?”

Lee Han picked up a leather water bottle. He turned it upside down to empty the water inside, then set it upright and waited as water gradually filled it with a splashing sound.

It wasn’t incredibly fast, but it wasn’t too slow to be useless in practice.

Moreover, such water bottles were quite useful for hunters. When traveling through mountain ranges, there were often times when water was hard to find.

Nilia asked in amazement.

“That’s good? What kind of curse was on this water bottle?”

“I made it.”

“…”

While others were hesitating whether to turn a single page of a magic book, her friend was catching mages from other schools, catching basilisks, catching the King of Ghouls, catching undead chimeras, and even making artifacts. Seeing this, Nilia found herself reflecting on her own life.

‘I should live more diligently starting tomorrow…’

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