Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 423

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Chapter 423

Professor Ingoldel, who had been feeling awkward, changed the subject.

“Still, since Sir Jangcliff is an excellent knight, his teachings will be of great help. But when did you become able to draw out mana to such a high level?”

“It’s not a high level, I’m just using mana while accounting for waste…”

“…Anyway, since Sir Jangcliff is an excellent knight, the technique you just learned will be helpful!”

Lee Han looked at Professor Ingoldel with slightly suspicious eyes.

He felt like the professor was just brushing it off because he didn’t know how to handle the situation.

“He really is quite strong.”

“There’s a lot of talk about the Chestnut Knights being too obsessed with formalities, but Sir Jangcliff is an exception.”

“?”

Huh?

‘Didn’t he just insult them quite naturally?’

Professor Ingoldel seemed unaware that he had just insulted them. Lee Han decided to let it pass as his duty as a disciple.

“Moreover, since he’s knowledgeable about all kinds of swordsmanship in the Empire, he’ll surely be helpful…”

“But not more than you, Professor.”

“Ah, that’s not true.”

Professor Ingoldel denied it with surprising firmness.

Since Professor Ingoldel never spoke empty words when it came to swordsmanship, Lee Han was surprised.

“Is that so?”

“I’m not as sociable as Sir Jangcliff.”

“…I see.”

Lee Han immediately understood.

Indeed, someone who visited Empire swordsmen and researched them one by one would naturally have broader knowledge than someone who just swung swords around battlefields.

‘Though he misjudged my level.’

Lee Han felt uneasy about whether the technique Sir Jangcliff taught him would really be helpful.

He had already had enough of forcibly learning high-difficulty magic that didn’t match his level.

Was he really at the level to learn this?

“…This is what worries me.”

Lee Han honestly confided in Professor Ingoldel.

It was better to ask an expert than to overexert himself and get hurt.

“Is that so? I understand. I’ve been through that myself.”

Professor Ingoldel readily accepted Lee Han’s concerns.

“You’ve been through that too, Professor?”

“Yes. I was troubled because my skills didn’t improve as quickly as I thought they would.”

“?”

Lee Han wondered what he was talking about.

“No, Professor. It’s not that I’m troubled because my skills aren’t improving when I want to use techniques, but whether it’s okay to forcibly learn techniques that don’t match my current level…”

“But skills don’t improve quickly just because you’re impatient. I understand wanting to try techniques as soon as possible though.”

Professor Ingoldel laughed heartily.

Lee Han regretted asking for no reason.

“In the end, there seems to be only one answer.”

“Steady training?”

“That’s too obvious. I meant life-or-death battles…”

“…”

“Don’t be too impatient. You’ll experience plenty of them just by being at Einroguard.”

“Hearing that actually makes me more anxious.”

* * *

After finishing his pleasant conversation with Professor Ingoldel and returning to the tower, Lee Han realized that the priests had already left for their lecture.

‘Oh no. I’m a bit late.’

The priests usually arrived before other tower students, ahead of lecture time.

Lee Han gathered his books and left the tower to catch up quickly.

‘Is today’s healing magic covering the liver? No, was it the stomach?’

While academic aspects were important for all magic lectures, healing magic was especially so.

One had to understand the various body structures of all kinds of races, memorize possible diseases, and learn the most efficient healing methods in advance.

Even White Tiger Tower students who had firmly resolved to learn healing magic to help knight orders would waver, thinking ‘Can’t we just hire a separate healing mage?’ due to the vast amount of knowledge they had to learn.

Students like Lee Han who lacked time had no choice but to squeeze out spare moments to study.

Lee Han organized his thoughts as he walked.

But…

“?”

There was no one in the lecture hall.

‘What?’

Lee Han wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Advanced Basic Healing Magic – Walk southwest from the main building for about fifteen minutes until you see two rock pillars, then turn right and follow the path to reach Dogyu Hall

‘This is right though?’

Lee Han tilted his head as he looked at the note the Skeleton Principal had written.

He had definitely followed the note he received from the principal when entering Einroguard.

‘Strange. The principal is a crazy mage, but he’s not someone who would play pranks with things like this.’

“Take a seat.”

“!”

Lee Han was startled when a rough, hoarse voice came from inside the lecture hall.

Professor Alcasis Lagrindes was standing inside the lecture hall, using his sword as a walking stick.

“Uh… haven’t the other students arrived yet?”

“They’re all sitting over there.”

The dark elf professor sat back down as if exhausted just from standing up, pointing ahead with his scabbard.

“You just can’t see them.”

“…???”

Lee Han felt chills for the first time in a while.

What on earth was this…

‘One-on-one learning with a professor isn’t good.’

From personal experience, professors who taught one-on-one without other students were likely to be somewhat crazy.

Lee Han wondered if Professor Alcasis had fallen into slight madness due to fatigue.

“…They’re upperclassmen, so you can’t see them. Take a seat. Don’t make me say it twice.”

“…”

Lee Han finally understood what he meant.

So this place was…

‘This isn’t a 1st year lecture hall!?’

Surprisingly, it was a lecture hall where 2nd year and above students were gathered, not 1st years.

Lee Han looked at Professor Alcasis in disbelief.

Even Professor Boladi didn’t do things like this.

‘No wait. That person just doesn’t have any 2nd year or above disciples.’

“Professor. I’m actually a 1st year…”

“Should I embroider ‘1st year’ on your coat? Take a seat.”

Professor Alcasis’s words carried an intense weight that said if you annoy me any further, I’ll make you my dissection subject.

Lee Han sat down for now.

Looking again, the lecture hall was chilling in a different sense.

At each seat, a chunk of meat was placed, and these chunks of meat were moving around, serving as targets for magic. Invisible mages were practicing.

-Nice to meet you, junior.

As Lee Han took his seat, letters were carved into the desk. Lee Han half-gave up and accepted it.

“…Nice to meet you too…”

He thought he had become quite familiar with Einroguard, but who would have known he’d be learning in a ghost lecture hall like this?

“Sorry for stopping in the middle of the lecture. Everyone listen while cutting.”

Slice-slice-slice-

Hearing the sound of cutting meat chunks, Lee Han let out a sigh.

“You might think it’s strange for a first-year student to be listening… but you know everything? Did you hear? Right. It’s fortunate I don’t need to explain…”

Professor Alcasis spoke with a voice full of sincerity.

However, Lee Han couldn’t help but be confused.

‘What do they know and how?’

Lee Han couldn’t help but be curious about what conversations had gone on between the second-year and above healing magic upperclassmen without his knowledge.

“Then I only need to explain to you. You probably know this too, but you don’t need to learn together with the first years.”

“No…”

“Be quiet. Don’t make me say it twice.”

“…”

Lee Han cursed Professor Alcasis inwardly.

“It’s more of a waste to group you with the first years anyway. From now on, do practical work with the upperclassmen.”

“What about the parts I haven’t studied yet?”

“Catch up through self-study. Since you’re the top of your year, that should be enough.”

“…”

Lee Han was speechless.

He didn’t become the top of his year for this!

-Sorry the professor is such a bastard.

Letters were carved on the desk next to him.

* * *

At first, the upperclassmen who couldn’t be seen or heard were a bit creepy, but Lee Han adapted quickly for all his complaints.

Actually, thinking about it, this kind of lecture wasn’t necessarily bad.

‘Just the fact that desks and chairs aren’t flying around is enough.’

Professor Alcasis was a fairly decent person, except for his dislike of repeating himself.

He answered properly when asked, and didn’t berate students for making mistakes.

Bang!

A scabbard flew behind Lee Han and struck the desk hard. Then it returned to the professor’s grasp.

After that, the sound of cutting from the meat chunks became incredibly fast and precise.

‘How kind of him not to directly attack students.’

Lee Han decided to accept what happened before his eyes as positively as possible.

Today’s practical lecture content was finding and excising tumors hidden inside meat chunks (which were slimes made for healing magic practice).

There were all sorts of methods for finding tumors.

You could use detection magic, rely solely on fingertip sensation, or even find them by making incisions.

The important thing was that the slime must not die.

‘Was the scabbard thrown earlier because a slime died?’

“I told you not to kill them, aren’t you concentrating!”

Professor Alcasis shouted and threw his sword.

‘Hmm. So the sword flies if you kill them.’

Lee Han’s hand movements became even faster and more precise.

The tense feeling that he might die if he killed one made Lee Han utilize everything he had learned.

* * *

“He seems like he might disappear and run away…”

“I think so too.”

The upperclassmen whispered while watching the professor’s mood.

There was an old saying about the carrot and the stick.

It was a very classic method of alternating between rewards and strict punishment to draw someone in…

…Professor Alcasis preferred the stick and the stick.

Look at that first-year junior now!

Wasn’t he sitting alone and lonely in an invisible lecture hall, dissecting slimes?

If they were in that situation, they felt like they’d develop trauma they never had before.

“Shouldn’t he get permission from the Principal and lift the magic only during lectures?”

“Fat chance he’d do that. Why don’t you ask him to open the school gates and allow outings too.”

“This bastard…”

Bang!

The scabbard flew in. The upperclassmen were startled and concentrated again.

-Shouldn’t we at least give him some advice?

-Definitely.

The upperclassmen weren’t Einroguard students for nothing. They communicated with each other using magic letters while avoiding Professor Alcasis’s eyes.

It was magic convenient for secret communication during lectures, where letters written with ink on desks would wriggle and fly to the recipient.

-I’m closer, so I’ll do it.

-Thanks, Fil.

Fil subtly turned his gaze to help his junior.

Fortunately, he had time left thanks to getting a decent slime.

‘【Disease Detection】 or 【Life Force Assessment】… too difficult? Something easier… it would be easy with a life force amplification potion, but he wouldn’t have that.’

While pondering what method would be helpful, Fil suddenly felt something strange and looked up.

Lee Han was already holding a knife and cutting into the slime.

“!??!?!”

Fil almost screamed for a moment.

His junior was going in too boldly.

‘No!’

That was a mistake quite a few students had made before.

Trusting the slime’s life force, roughly identifying the location, then boldly cutting in to excise the tumor.

However, most failed and had to endure harsh scolding from Professor Alcasis.

This kind of work wasn’t easy enough to succeed just by roughly identifying the location. These slimes died more easily than expected.

Poke-

However, Lee Han reached the tumor precisely without any trouble. At the same time, he threw colorful stones with his other hand.

“Hmm.”

Then he adjusted direction again and began carefully excising the tumor.

“…”

Fil was shocked.

To think he’d use divination magic here.

It wasn’t like wielding a dragon-slaying sword to catch a slime…!

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