Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 422

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Chapter 422

While Lee Han was running, other sociable students in the White Tiger Tower received similar messages.

“Professor Ingoldel is asking us to come?”

“Tell them I broke my leg.”

Giselle said listlessly while buried in her armchair.

Durgyu asked with a worried face.

“Still, Moradi. What if the professor needs our help?”

“Then you go.”

“…”

Durgyu hesitated.

Honestly, he was reluctant to deal with Vice-Captain Jangcliff.

Any White Tiger Tower student who had met Sir Jangcliff at gatherings knew how difficult an opponent he was to handle.

Once caught by him, even cutting off your arm wouldn’t let you escape, making him perhaps a more terrible enemy than an ogre.

“Sir Jangcliff is still a great knight though, wouldn’t there be a lot to learn from talking with him?”

“Then you go.”

“You go, dude. Don’t send Moradi.”

“…”

One student who had never met him tried to slip into the conversation but got collectively scolded by his friends and shrank back.

Is… is he that bad?

Giselle frowned and bit her lip.

“Just thinking about it gives me a headache… I have to go to a gathering this week anyway after being invited, so there’s no need to get tired meeting him already.”

“Moradi. Can I ask you one thing?”

Durgyu carefully spoke up.

“Go ahead.”

“This might be a rude question…”

“Then don’t ask?”

When Giselle spoke sarcastically, Durgyu cleared his throat.

“That… about Lee Han inviting you.”

Giselle nodded with an expressionless face, then drew a dagger and stuck it into the side table.

“??”

“I’m planning to stick one in every time you’re rude. There are too many to remember individually.”

“…”

I only said his name!

Still, Durgyu endured and continued.

“I was wondering if there was some kind of… friction between you and Lee Han.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Bartrek, who was nearby, looked puzzled.

As someone who was also invited, he didn’t understand what the question meant.

“Friction?”

“Well… you see.”

“So that’s what you mean.”

Giselle said while twirling her hair around her finger.

“That Wardanaz bastard invited us, but there’s no way he’d invite us for no reason. There must be some trap. So why would that trap exist? There must have been friction. Is that what you’re saying?”

“It’s not necessarily like that… ahem. Ahem.”

As Durgyu looked embarrassed, Bartrek protested as if wronged.

“There was no friction at all… um… well. We almost got Wardanaz caught when we escaped, but that was like an unavoidable natural disaster!”

“…”

“…”

All the White Tiger Tower students in the common room – the student reading a magazine, the student peeling and eating sweet potato with a knife, the students wrestling, the student reading a polo tactics book – all paused.

“Hey. It’d be better to avoid that Wardanaz bastard for a while when we see him…”

“He must be properly pissed off.”

“Damn. I was trying to do some bartering.”

“That guy needs to release supplies quickly for the market to stabilize.”

Giselle sighed and shook her head watching her murmuring friends.

“Who cares if that Wardanaz bastard is pissed off or not. He’s always been a pissed-off guy anyway.”

‘That’s because you tried to suppress him first, Moradi…’

Durgyu thought so but stayed quiet considering Giselle’s dignity.

“The important thing is that once we’re invited to a knight gathering, we can’t not go. Choi, could you not go?”

“That’s… no.”

Being invited to a gathering of knights when they were merely apprentice knights was a great honor.

Durgyu would have gone even if the Skeleton Principal was there.

“Then um… just remember this one thing.”

Instead of answering, Giselle prepared to stick another dagger in the table and signaled him to speak.

“If you go there, keep maximum distance from Wardanaz and avoid him until the gathering ends while sticking close to other knights…”

“…Why don’t you just tell us to carry a white flag around.”

Giselle was dumbfounded, but Bartrek honestly found it tempting.

If other knights were nearby, wouldn’t even that pissed-off Wardanaz bastard show some restraint?

* * *

When Lee Han was learning under Professor Boladi, he thought how nice it would have been if the professor talked a little more.

Explaining with attacks what could be explained with words – wasn’t that being a beast?

But meeting someone who was really talkative changed his mind a bit.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. I’ve wanted to meet and hear directly from you since then, and it’s truly amazing. When we talk about the Wardanaz family, aren’t they the Empire’s greatest magical noble house? I remember seeing the Head of Wardanaz Family from afar when he visited on official business quite some time ago. When a great drought occurred in the Western Empire due to magical backflow, the Family Head moved entire seawater, removed the salt, and created a reservoir – do you know that reservoir still exists? The reservoir’s name is…”

‘This is maddening.’

Lee Han looked at Professor Ingoldel with eyes full of betrayal.

He called him so urgently that he came running!

Were professors fundamentally beings that betrayed students?

‘I’m sorry.’

Professor Ingoldel also apologized with his eyes.

He couldn’t think of any other method.

“Come to think of it, you’re from the Alpha family, right? How is it? What do you think?”

“Uh… uuh.”

Angrago, who had been brought along and was now sitting listening to the conversation, was dozing off and startled awake.

What were they talking about?

‘Help me…!’

When Angrago looked at him with tearful eyes, Lee Han sighed and joined the conversation instead.

“But Sir Jangcliff.”

“Oh. Do you have a question?”

Jangcliff paused his speech and straightened his attire.

Being a parrot beastman, Jangcliff had colorful and splendid feathers, and his outfit was equally bright and varied.

Anyone would think he was a dancer rather than a knight.

“I’ll be attending the knight order’s gathering this week. Since it’s a gathering of knights, I feel I shouldn’t show a shameful display with swordsmanship.”

At Lee Han’s words, Professor Ingoldel brightened and nodded.

After hours of just talking, he thought they were finally moving on to swordsmanship.

“You don’t need to worry. Why? Above all, aren’t you from the Wardanaz family? The Wardanaz family is originally a magical noble house, so just showing this level of swordsmanship itself would make the knights present…”

“Still, I want to prepare!”

Lee Han urgently cut off his words.

If he let his guard down even a little, Jangcliff would steal the conversation.

Like an outstanding swordsman monopolizing the initiative and unleashing one-sided attacks, Jangcliff did the same.

“Then I’ll explain the swordsmanship of each participating knight one by one…”

“How about showing us directly, Sir Jangcliff!”

Professor Ingoldel also shouted desperately as if now was the opportunity.

Jangcliff hesitated for a moment. Professor Ingoldel didn’t notice, but Lee Han could understand what that meant.

‘He’s disappointed he can’t talk more!’

Sometimes there were people like that among the professors.

Those who felt regretful they couldn’t chatter one-sidedly more…

“Very well. Let’s do that.”

Fortunately, Jangcliff stood up holding a longsword decorated with luxurious pure gold ornaments.

Seeing his back, Lee Han suddenly felt puzzled.

‘Is he really an outstanding swordsman?’

Though Moradi had said so, Lee Han was fundamentally suspicious of anything Moradi said.

Moreover, among all the people Lee Han had met so far, the outstanding swordsmen all had appearances that seemed obsessed with swordsmanship.

Shabby outer coats with a single sword at their side, eyes gleaming fiercely somehow seemed like great masters, but seeing the splendid ceremonial clothes without a speck of dust and the decorated sword strangely didn’t inspire confidence…

* * *

“Kuk!”

Lee Han was sent flying backward.

Just like what happened with Professor Ingoldel, Jangcliff broke through Lee Han’s rock-solid swordsmanship and came in.

Surprisingly, Jangcliff was a powerhouse comparable to Ingoldel or Alarlong.

Jangcliff clapped in amazement.

“Magnificent! I didn’t expect this level!”

Lee Han coughed while wheezing. Even though he threw his body backward, exploded mana into his sword to the maximum, and finally infused mana into his body to block, the impact was extraordinary.

‘What kind of powerful sword…!’

Contrary to his appearance, Jangcliff was a swordsman who wielded terrifyingly powerful swordsmanship.

Swordsmanship that abandoned all feints and deceptive moves, pouring out only the shortest distance attacks.

Each of those attacks contained terrifying power.

If such attacks were blocked, the swordsman would also be in danger, but Jangcliff didn’t seem to care about that at all.

“Even among knights, there are very few who can get up as quickly as Lord Wardanaz after taking an attack. The apprentice knights should see this. Oh, do you know this? Mana isn’t just used for magic, but can also be used to completely control one’s own body. Like how you just blocked that attack…”

Lee Han immediately kicked up dirt. As dust clouds rose, Jangcliff looked at Professor Ingoldel with admiration.

For a boy from a great family like the Wardanaz to even use such deception.

There was only one reason.

“To think you even teach such things!”

“No, that’s not…”

Professor Ingoldel was flustered.

He hadn’t particularly taught that?

Jangcliff sent Lee Han flying once again. Lee Han rolled around and immediately prepared a counterattack.

“I’m well acquainted with Lord Alarlong’s Blue Rock Sword. I doubt there’s another heavy sword technique like it in the Empire. Lord Wardanaz has probably learned the first five techniques, right? Since you haven’t perfectly mastered aura yet.”

Compared to other swordsmanship in the Empire, the Blue Rock Sword had fewer and simpler techniques.

Alarlong didn’t even teach the middle or later techniques. The gist was that they were dangerous before mastering aura.

“That’s correct.”

“The Blue Rock Sword has quite a few points in common with my swordsmanship. So seeing Lord Wardanaz brings back many old memories…”

Lee Han tensed up.

Was he about to start telling stories from the past now?

Fortunately, Jangcliff didn’t do that.

“If it’s alright with you, I’d like to recommend one technique. Now, observe.”

Jangcliff condensed all his muscles and drew up mana, then executed a thrust as if shooting forward.

With a roar that tore through the air, the attack burst forth. The technique itself was simple, but the flow of mana contained within was devastatingly fierce.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m showing you this technique now. You’re right. Since you’re already learning the Blue Rock Sword well, there’s no real need to separately learn techniques from other swordsmanship.”

‘I learned all sorts of miscellaneous techniques last time though.’

“However, the reason I recommend this technique is because you can already draw up mana to a considerable level.”

Jangcliff was surprised by the fact that Lee Han could draw out mana while crossing swords.

And not just simply drawing it out and containing it, but to the point where the mana was visible.

Using it like that without skill would quickly lead to mana depletion and becoming a cripple. That was only possible for swordsmen who knew how to circulate mana to some degree.

Going just a little further from here would reach the realm where aura materialization becomes possible!

To reach that level at that age.

‘Truly amazing!’

…Of course, Lee Han hadn’t gained enlightenment to just before aura, but was just stupidly wasting mana by forcibly infusing it, but Jangcliff couldn’t discern that much.

“This technique will greatly help you learn the sensation of not just drawing up mana, but making it into aura.”

“Such… is it alright for me to receive such a thing like this?”

Lee Han was slightly flustered.

Originally, nothing was more frightening than kindness without a price.

According to what Jangcliff was saying now, he seemed to be teaching one of the techniques from his own swordsmanship, and this was by no means light kindness.

“Of course. Shouldn’t any knight wholeheartedly attend to the task of nurturing the Empire’s young knights? Become an excellent knight! I hope we’ll meet again someday when you’ve built your reputation!”

Jangcliff, caught up in the atmosphere, spoke heroically and turned around.

Having taught magnificently, now it was time to leave magnificently.

Lee Han and Professor Ingoldel, who had been staring blankly at Jangcliff’s departing figure, finally came to their senses and said:

“But…”

“This is… Einroguard, which nurtures mages…?”

No matter how earnestly they taught swordsmanship, it wouldn’t produce knights.

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