Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 410
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Chapter 410
I can understand you making a fuss, but I have no idea what Professor Mortum did.
“Ah. That’s…”
Lee Han hesitated.
Professor Mortum had also looked at him like he was insane when Lee Han said ‘Haha, I thought the undead were acting a bit strange and hard to control, but they’re much easier to control now that I’ve reduced the numbers. I guess trying to control more than ten was too much for me’…
“I got greedy with undead control and increased the numbers, which caused difficulties, so he was focused on that and seemed to forget.”
He was focused on that? Right. What advice did Mortum give?
“He told me to reduce the number of undead I control at once…”
The Skeleton Principal was amazed by such an obvious statement.
What truly useful advice. Why don’t you present it at the dark magic society or something?
“If you help me, Principal, I’ll prepare for it.”
If controlling a dozen or so undead is difficult, reduce it to one.
The Skeleton Principal grumbled, thinking the society would probably be turned upside down if such a presentation was made.
Of course controlling them would become easier after reducing the numbers… Ah. So that’s why you were practicing bone explosion magic.
Casting bone explosion magic on skeletons summoned from the Undead Realm could result in getting stabbed in the back, but summoned creatures called forth through ancient necromancy were different.
You could combine them with all sorts of bone magic and perform elaborate techniques.
Fine. Mortum must be busy these days too. I’ll teach you.
“Is there some kind of trouble?”
Nothing major, just avoiding Professor Garcia… I’ll have to keep avoiding her for this entire semester until her anger subsides, so it can’t be helped. Take out the bones.
Lee Han rummaged around and pulled out the bones.
There were two types of bones obtained from the Undead Dimensional Palace.
One was a bone carved with strange patterns mixing purple and black. It was a bone that Senior Ogoldos had found in a corner and collected for him.
And the other was a white bone. It was a bone that the King of Ghouls had offered.
This one’s easy to identify. It’s about count level.
“…No, how do you know that?”
Lee Han was shocked when the Skeleton Principal immediately identified the bone with mixed purple and black patterns.
Could it be that collecting bones of Empire counts is his hobby?
You’re not thinking of an Empire count now, are you? I’m talking about a demon.
“Of course I thought so too. Why would an Empire count appear here?”
Lee Han inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
The demons that appeared from other unstable realms had fairly strict hierarchies and fiercely struggled to climb up those ranks.
The bone of a demon with a count-level rank would be quite valuable.
What a commendable fellow. To collect such bones as spoils of war.
“If you want it…”
Hmph. Are you trying to make me into a despicable person?
The Skeleton Principal snorted and returned the bone to Lee Han.
A great mage may drive his disciples mad, but never steals his disciples’ magic.
“…I was going to suggest exchanging it for gold coins?”
‘Why is that guy so obsessed with gold?’
The Skeleton Principal couldn’t understand.
A mage of Lee Han’s level wouldn’t be collecting gold just to live well, and a 1st year student wouldn’t need funds for running a guild or school…
Is he preparing for some grand magical experiment?
Never sell this. That’s an order.
“What? No… I understand.”
I’ll check every month, so don’t try any tricks. Don’t say you lost it. Don’t say someone stole it.
“…”
Lee Han was surprised.
How did he know?
This is a reagent you need right now.
Why do dark mages obsess over bones?
Because quality bones were the easiest way to enhance magic power.
Summoning a skeleton using some random bone lying on the roadside versus using such high-grade demon count bones to summon a skeleton – the levels were completely different.
Especially for dark mages like Lee Han who were learning ancient necromancy, they needed to become accustomed to using and handling strong bones.
You need to adapt in advance so you can easily handle even stronger bones later, right?
Bones that are too strong won’t be easy to handle, so this level is just right for you now.
“Is that so… A demon count?”
Lee Han nodded, then felt something was off.
Was it really appropriate for a 1st year dark magic student to use demon count bones to control summoned creatures?
What’s the problem?
“Well, nothing… I understand. So what about this bone? Is it about demon centurion level?”
Hmm.
The Skeleton Principal examined the white bone with no patterns.
Lee Han didn’t have high expectations for that bone.
It had no patterns, was white in color, and unlike the previous one, the quantity was small…
He suspected the King of Ghouls had played a trick on him.
“Demon decurion? Demon war hound?”
Be quiet. This is… I don’t know.
“Is it that insignificant? Where is the King of Ghouls right now?”
No. It’s not an insignificant bone.
The Skeleton Principal’s voice became serious.
A bone that even the Skeleton Principal, who prided himself as the Empire’s finest bone expert, couldn’t identify.
It was definitely not an insignificant bone.
It’s definitely a bone from a powerful being… but I can’t identify it. Did they seal and erase its power…
After pondering, the Skeleton Principal said to Lee Han.
I’ll take it and investigate.
“Wouldn’t it be faster to directly interrogate the King of Ghouls?”
Well. Given his level, I doubt he knows what this is… but I’ll ask. After the torture, no, interrogation is finished.
Lee Han pretended not to hear and moved on.
“Please take it.”
Right. Take this count’s bone and practice with it… Oh right. How was the Bracelet of Ten Thousand Demons? Did any of them react?
The bracelet where all sorts of demons that had been trapped in the palace lay dormant.
Though it wouldn’t react easily to ordinary shocks, the Skeleton Principal thought Lee Han would awaken at least one within a relatively short time.
Given how turbulent his daily life was, naturally…
“There weren’t any?”
Oh. Really? I see.
The Skeleton Principal saw Lee Han off while writing a letter behind his back.
To Voladi Bagrek
Lee Han Wardanaz is frustrated after being defeated by a golem that uses spatial movement magic. You should help him.
Osyu Gonadaltes
Watching the letter fly toward Professor Bagrek, the Skeleton Principal smiled brightly.
How fortunate is a disciple to have such a master!
* * *
“Do you happen to know a student named Wardanaz?”
“…We don’t know anyone like that!”
“Do you happen to know a student named Wardanaz…”
“Who is that!”
The Blue Dragon Tower students feigned ignorance at the questions from the mages who came from outside.
And immediately sent a paper bird to Lee Han. Even if they couldn’t make the paper bird chirp, they could carve a few words on the paper bird.
Danger. Outsiders. Questions.
Lee Han, who was with the students attending the summoning magic lecture, frowned.
“I have no idea why dark mages from outside are looking for me…”
“…”
One White Tiger Tower student hiccupped, but Lee Han didn’t notice.
“Please, everyone. If anyone asks if Wardanaz is here, just say you don’t know.”
“That’s not difficult. Wardanaz.”
“You don’t need to worry. Lee Han.”
“T-trust us. Wardanaz.”
“?”
Lee Han was puzzled when the White Tiger Tower students answered so obediently.
“Why are you guys acting like this?”
“Wh… what do you mean?”
“Normally you’d be whining ‘Why should I help you?'”
“W-what do you take us for. When did we ever do that.”
The Black Turtle Tower students nearby chimed in.
“You guys were always like that though?”
“Right. You guys did that.”
“…When outsiders come, fellow Einroguard students should stick together.”
The White Tiger Tower students were becoming increasingly skilled at making excuses.
It seemed to work quite well as the other tower students stopped questioning them further.
“My paper bird keeps spinning in circles to the right, does anyone know why this is happening?”
“Paper bird, please, just fly straight forward. Paper bird. Paper bird. …Hey you damn bird!”
There was a more urgent task right in front of them.
Soon there would be a festival of summoning mages (with some dark mages mixed in), and to get Professor Milay’s points, they had to show something with their paper birds.
Summoning paper birds was something all students taking summoning magic could do now…
But improving them was no ordinary challenge.
What many students chose was ‘command recognition’.
Originally, paper birds summoned through magic circles only followed predetermined commands, but with this function added, they could give additional commands.
What the fewer but more skilled students chose was ‘voice addition’.
They embedded voice information in the paper birds to enable conversation from long distances.
…And Lee Han was researching far-sight magic all by himself.
The trick Professor Milay had shown with her paper bird last time.
This trick of moving a paper bird and having the mage share its vision looked simple, but the principles involved were incredibly complex.
He had to summon the paper bird, create vision for the eyeless paper bird, connect consciousness so the mage could see through that created vision, and at this point it would be more convenient to control it directly so he had to add control too…
“Wardanaz. Isn’t that too difficult?”
“You took the professor’s side when I tried to add voice last time, didn’t you?”
“…”
The friend who had misspoken and received Lee Han’s killing intent quietly shrank back.
The sin of agreeing when Professor Milay said it would be better to do something more difficult had not yet been forgiven.
‘I just agreed because the professor said so…!’
“I, I didn’t do anything?”
When Nilia whispered from the side, Lee Han nodded approvingly.
“But Nilia.”
“Yeah?”
“You should redraw that line in the magic circle. It’s crooked, so the line will probably break after three mana circulations.”
“…”
Nilia muttered to herself ‘You’re right to do the difficult stuff’ and made the correction.
Meanwhile, several outside dark mages approached Professor Milay hesitantly.
After conversing, Professor Milay pointed to Lee Han. The dark mages bowed repeatedly in gratitude.
“Thank you! Thank you!”
“Damn. I thought dark mages wouldn’t be able to ask stuff like that.”
“??”
Nilia was confused, wondering what he was talking about.
No matter how unsociable dark mages were, surely they could still ask questions.
…Couldn’t they?
“Are you student Wardanaz!?”
“Yes… what…”
“We’d like to ask about golems!”
“Ah… is that so?”
Lee Han began to guess why the dark mages had come looking for him.
Seeing them mention golems…
“Wait. You came looking for me because of golems… did those guys who carried wooden swords at their waists ever mention me?”
“Huh? Uh… I think they might have.”
“…”
“…”
“Hey. Let’s go prepare somewhere else.”
“Get up quickly. Wardanaz is about to beat up the White Tiger Tower guys.”
“Priest. Please get up quickly.”
“W-wait. Where are you going!”
The White Tiger Tower students desperately tried to hold onto their friends from other towers, but their friends coldly shook them off.
Fortunately, Lee Han didn’t carry out bloody revenge. There were still dark mages in front of him.
“I just repaired that golem, I didn’t make it.”
“Yes? We know that.”
“…??”
Lee Han was slightly flustered by the dark mages’ reaction.
Huh?
“If you repaired it instead of making it, that’s not so impressive, is it?”
‘That is impressive, you crazy bastard…’
One nearby student thought to himself.
Even repairing was impressive.
The dark mage must have thought so too, as the answer came immediately.
“That is impressive too… but what we’re curious about is golem control.”
“Golem control?”
“Yes!”
“I only did menial tasks with it…”
“Yes. But ordinary mages can’t do menial tasks well with golems.”
“…”
Ah!
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