Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 337

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Chapter 337

“It’s fine though?”

“!?!”

At Lee Han’s words, Nilia looked up in surprise.

For a moment she thought her friend was teasing her, but Lee Han’s expression was very serious.

“Sangoria flowers are easy to obtain in non-winter seasons. The Shadow Patrol has relatively more free time in non-winter seasons. You chose well. I was thinking about negotiating with guilds to take vacation periods and support mages, but mobilizing the Shadow Patrol seems like a much better method than that.”

“No… why… are you crazy…?”

Nilia wondered if her friend who had even been top of the year had gone insane from excessive labor and training.

To resolve the political instability of the Southern Coastal Region of the Empire, you need to use some… what… anyway, some clever method, so why would you call Northern Region hunters.

“Yoner. Look at this.”

“Hey!!”

Nilia screamed.

Lee Han had called Yoner instead of just looking at it himself.

‘This is why everyone said not to trust those noble bastards!’

“How is it?”

“It’s fine though? Mobilizing mages is too expensive, and above all, there’s no certainty it’s immediately possible.”

“Right. The Shadow Patrol is much more reliable in comparison.”

“There might be adaptation problems since their activity areas are different, but would that be okay?”

“If there were such problems, Nilia wouldn’t have written it either.”

“True.”

“…Huh?”

Nilia flinched while listening.

…I just wrote it without much thought though…

“That’s not it.”

“Looking at this, I think I was overthinking too much. The most intuitive method is the best method.”

“Definitely. I agree too.”

“Guys? Guys??”

Whether Nilia called them or not, Lee Han and Yoner were absorbed in their own world, supplementing Nilia’s plan.

“When recruiting local guilds, hunters might be better too.”

“When mana becomes rough and spirits get angry, many people feel more uncomfortable if mages come looking for them.”

“…”

Nilia was shocked at the sight of her two friends adding stories they hadn’t even discussed.

“I’ve seen it all. Nilia. The Meikin Family really deserves to give you first place.”

“I’m proud that you’re my friend.”

“I… didn’t do anything though…”

At Nilia’s words, her two friends smiled knowingly.

“How modest.”

“Originally, a drop of modesty makes a genius stand out more.”

“But don’t be too modest. Nilia. If the first place is too modest, it’s hard for the people below.”

Nilia was dumbfounded at the shameless words of the top student who was always being modest himself.

She was so dumbfounded that while she couldn’t retort, her two friends finished the conversation on their own.

“What happens if it gets adopted by the Meikin Family?”

“A method this good has a high possibility of actually being tried. They’ll probably call Nilia to ask her.”

“Indeed. The results are anticipated.”

Nilia, who had been listening blankly, whispered like a growling beast.

“…Both of you help.”

“Us?”

“Would you need our help? I don’t think we’d be much help.”

“Right.”

Nilia unconsciously tried to draw the bow at her waist, then belatedly realized she had dressed appropriately for a social gathering.

‘This outfit is really annoying!’

“It feels really awkward. Did I wear it properly?”

“I’m not sure either. Wow. Wait. Look at Nilia. How did she dress so perfectly?”

“Nilia has friends everywhere. She participates in many gatherings, so she’d be good at wearing these complicated clothes.”

“????”

At the sound of Black Turtle Tower friends chattering as they passed by behind her, Nilia whipped her head around.

‘What are these bastards saying?!’

* * *

“Huh? Isn’t that person a professor?”

Yoner pointed ahead with confusion.

Lee Han answered as if asking what he was talking about.

“What are you saying. Yoner. No.”

“Huh? A beaver beastman… that’s right though? That’s Professor Verdus, isn’t it?”

“It must be someone who looks similar.”

Professor Verdus spotted Lee Han and walked over with a gloomy expression.

Lee Han clicked his tongue openly. Yoner looked at his friend as if dumbfounded.

‘You recognized him correctly!’

“Professor. What brings you here?”

“Because of unreasonable orders.”

Professor Verdus waved his staff with a gloomy expression.

Then the wrinkles caught on a passing student’s clothes smoothed out and the knots tied perfectly.

“Because of unreasonable orders?”

“The Principal probably told him to come out and help the kids.”

Lee Han guessed correctly right away.

Given the Skeleton Principal’s personality, there was no way he would just leave Professor Verdus alone when he was doing useless things nearby.

“Why on earth dancing… time… cost… artifacts…”

Professor Verdus grumbled while waving his staff. Lee Han signaled to Yoner with his eyes.

‘Let’s escape quickly.’

However, the bored Professor Verdus didn’t just let Lee Han go.

“Want to try this?”

“What is this?”

“Shoes that make you dance well.”

Professor Verdus held out shoes that emanated mana.

Yoner asked in amazement.

“Are there such artifacts too?”

“Shh. Yoner. If it were a proper artifact, there’d be no reason to give it to us.”

Lee Han saw through Professor Verdus’s intentions.

He must have made the artifact because this place was too boring and tedious, so that artifact was unlikely to be ordinary and proper.

It probably had something strange or some disadvantage.

“Have you ever made this kind of artifact before?”

“Why would I make such trashy artifacts that make you dance well.”

‘Hmm. As expected, it would be dangerous.’

No matter how much the shoes were supposed to make you dance well, wearing an artifact you couldn’t control was dangerous.

Just like how someone who had never swung a sword once would only injure their muscles if they held a sword that let them use ancient swordsmanship, those shoes had a high possibility of being the same.

“What’s that?”

Gainando, who arrived late, asked a question.

Lee Han checked the time and asked.

“Why are you so late?”

“Hehe. I won against three people.”

“Did you have a dark magic duel or something?”

“It was a mage card battle!”

Gainando got fired up.

After making a new deck, Gainando was truly intoxicated with power.

To the extent that he wondered if this was what being omnipotent felt like.

“These are shoes that make you dance well.”

“Ah. Thank you.”

Gainando quickly grabbed Professor Verdus’s offer.

Lee Han frowned and said.

“That looks dangerous. Wouldn’t it be better to dance without them?”

“I can’t because I haven’t practiced.”

Lee Han didn’t say ‘You should have practiced instead of playing cards.’

It felt like he was nagging too much.

“How about making an excuse and skipping out?”

“Mom will scold me if she finds out.”

“You should have practiced instead of playing cards.”

Just one second after deciding, words different from his thoughts popped out of his mouth.

* * *

The banquet was greatly enjoyed not only by the Blue Dragon Tower students who usually enjoyed social gatherings, but also by students from other towers.

The people of Grandden City welcomed them with a soft and pleasant atmosphere instead of suffocating the new students with a stiff and formal atmosphere.

Thanks to this, even students unfamiliar with such occasions sat and chatted happily and danced.

“Mage sir. How is life at Einroguard?”

“Uh… well…”

“Hahaha! You must be extremely pleased! Well, you’re learning at the Empire’s finest magic school, so there couldn’t be any complaints! If I could enter and learn there, I’d have no regrets!”

“…”

Of course, there were occasionally people who hurt the students’ feelings, but it wasn’t intentional.

‘This is fine?’

Lee Han was relieved by this atmosphere.

In this kind of atmosphere, even Lee Han with little social gathering experience could get through it smoothly…

“Lee Han of Wardanaz Family sir. I was truly impressed by the magic you showed against Doin Gyeong from Valdroguard. Would you dance one song?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Lee Han of Wardanaz Family sir. I heard Yoanen of Meikin Family praising you. Would you dance one song?”

“…Yes.”

“Lee Han of Wardanaz Family sir. Prince Bogajun said…”

“The basilisk…”

“The King of Ghouls…”

“This time at the cemetery, the undead chimera…”

“I heard you saved the knights.”

Lee Han thought it was better when he was learning swordsmanship under Alarlong or Ingaldel.

Back then, he didn’t need to be this nervous about stepping on his partner’s feet.

‘This is maddening.’

The excuses for dancing at the Empire’s balls were similar to a drunkard’s reasons for drinking.

If the weather was good, they’d dance one song because the weather was good, if the weather was bad, they’d dance one song because the weather was bad, if someone accomplished something, they’d use that as an excuse to dance another song…

And Lee Han was a walking excuse itself.

Thud-

Only after dancing to the last excuse could Lee Han sit in a chair.

‘What?’

When Giselle, who was already sitting next to him, stared at him intently, Lee Han was puzzled.

“Was there a mistake in my dancing?”

“No.”

“Is there a decent commission?”

“No.”

“May I ask why you’re staring at me?”

“…I heard there’s a guy among the new students who claims to be Gainando of Moradi Family. I’m curious if you know anything about it.”

Giselle spoke coldly. Lee Han immediately answered.

“I’ll give Gainando a stern talking-to. Mistaking his own family name. What an absurd mistake.”

“I heard he has black hair.”

“Gainando has been very interested in hair color transformation magic lately.”

“I heard he uses magic better than 2nd years.”

“Gainando has talent in magic.”

“Are you confident you’ll never meet him for life?”

Giselle asked threateningly.

She meant she would bring Alarlong of Alpha Family, a 2nd year senior from White Tiger Tower, to meet him.

However, Lee Han didn’t blink an eye.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

‘I’ll just avoid it.’

If he got scared by something like that, he couldn’t survive under the professors.

Even if the lie was discovered later, he had to be able to insist without blinking an eye right now to survive as a disciple.

‘What kind of bastard is this, really?’

Giselle was speechless.

A descendant of an Empire’s great noble family was arguing more shamelessly than some street thug, leaving her with nothing to say.

What the hell is this bastard?

“Wardanaz?”

“Ah. The professor is calling me. I’ll be going now.”

“You rea-“

The one who called Lee Han was Professor Kirmin Ku, who taught illusion magic.

Professor Ku looked at Lee Han, blinked, and said.

“Sorry for calling you when you must be having fun.”

“Not at all.”

Lee Han was sincere.

In fact, even if Professor Ku sent him back, he was planning to return to the hall as slowly as possible.

“I called you because I need help. It’s a bit difficult to do alone.”

“Do I need to move luggage or something?”

Professor Verdus had done the same, so it wouldn’t be surprising if several other professors from the magic school were here.

Lee Han was thinking of calling Professor Verdus too if there were chores to do.

He couldn’t bear to leave the bored professor behind.

“No, no. It’s not that…”

“Then what?”

“We need to scare the students.”

“…????”

* * *

He thought perhaps the first truly insane professor had finally appeared (though it might not have been the first), but Professor Ku was very sane.

“It’s an annual event. We surprise the students and see how they respond.”

“Why on earth would you do that at a ball?”

“Wardanaz. A mage must always stay alert… or so the Principal said.”

‘No wonder they can’t collect donations.’

Lee Han realized who the culprit was and sighed inwardly.

“Huh? But don’t I need to participate?”

“The Principal said to exclude you no matter what?”

“…”

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