Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 460

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Chapter 460

Lee Han was shocked by the absurd misunderstanding.

That he had turned Professor Verdus into an undead.

Wasn’t this even worse than the nonsense those White Tiger Tower students spouted?

“Huh? It wasn’t?”

Lee Han smacked the back of Gainando’s head once more and said.

“It’s just someone with the same name.”

“How pitiful! Of all names, it had to overlap with Professor Verdus!”

When Gainando sympathized with a sincere voice, Lee Han was slightly flustered.

“It’s… it’s not that bad, is it?”

“No. It’s too pitiful.”

In the distance, he could see two familiar seniors running toward them in a hurry.

Lee Han greeted them warmly.

“Good day to you.”

“Huff. Huff… What, what were you doing?”

“We were feeling sorry that the undead mage Lee Han summoned was Verdus.”

At Gainando’s answer, Cohorti was shocked.

“You, you turned Professor Verdus into an undead!?”

“…”

* * *

After understanding the situation, Cohorti wanted to crawl into a mouse hole.

Ogoldos whispered from beside him.

“Senior. There are many pits here where undead went in. You could go into one of those.”

“Shut up…”

To make such an absurd mistake when he was a fourth year, not even a first year.

But Cohorti had his excuses too.

“I suddenly heard that Professor Verdus had disappeared. Because of that…”

‘Even if a professor disappeared, isn’t it really strange to connect that with me?’

Though he had such thoughts, Lee Han didn’t say anything out of consideration for his senior.

However, Lee Han didn’t know.

To Cohorti and several other people, Lee Han was already treated as the direct successor to the Skeleton Principal’s legacy, a direct lunatic… no, direct disciple!

“The professor went to the punishment room.”

At Lee Han’s explanation, Cohorti nodded with a ‘that figures’ expression.

“Right. I was wondering where he went.”

“Couldn’t you just ask other seniors?”

At Gainando’s question, Cohorti answered with an embarrassed voice.

“All the guys learning enchantment magic said they didn’t know and weren’t interested.”

“…”

“…”

Silence lingered.

Lee Han opened his mouth to change the subject.

“But senior. Since we blocked the undead, is the exam over?”

“Huh? No. The exam is something else. The 【Drunkard’s Curse】 is the exam.”

A curse-type magic that induced intense intoxication in the target.

Though it was a 2nd circle spell, it had relatively low difficulty and could be cast even without mastering it, making it frequently used as the next teaching material for novice dark mages who had learned a few curse spells.

“…Uh, then the undead attack really had nothing to do with the exam at all?”

Lee Han was slightly flustered.

Of course, he had heard it was a demonstration before midterms, but he still thought it would have some relation to the exam.

If it had no relation, then why?

“…”

“…”

Cohorti and Ogoldos looked at each other.

Ogoldos pretended not to see and lowered his head.

Originally, wouldn’t the upperclassman be responsible for this kind of thing?

“…Wa, Wardanaz, should I take responsibility and give you full marks?”

“No…”

Lee Han was flustered by his senior’s sudden strange words.

* * *

After the exam ended (Gainando and Raphadael were staggering around drunk after accidentally casting curses on each other), Lee Han was about to return when he paused.

Cohorti was looking around the field where the undead had been destroyed and sighing.

“What’s wrong, senior?”

“Huh? Oh, it’s nothing. Go back quickly. If you stay too long for no reason, the principal will find fault.”

‘No matter how I look at it, something seems to be wrong.’

Cohorti had the face of a senior who had caused trouble behind a professor’s back.

Lee Han asked again just in case.

“Senior. I’m also a student taking dark magic. I’d appreciate it if you told me if something’s wrong.”

“No, no. This isn’t something for a junior to worry about.”

Ogoldos, who was beside them scraping up dirt, muttered.

“I wonder who dealt with the Frost Giant King.”

“…”

Cohorti kicked Ogoldos and pushed him into a pit.

“Senior?”

“Oh, no. My foot slipped. I’m not usually like this. Don’t misunderstand. You won’t misunderstand, right? Our school isn’t usually like this!”

Cohorti was deeply worried that Lee Han might see this and misunderstand, thinking ‘Do dark magic school seniors beat up juniors?’

If he had such a misunderstanding, the dark magic school’s professors and classmates would beat up Cohorti!

“If you tell me honestly, I don’t think I’ll misunderstand.”

“Well… that is… sigh.”

Cohorti confessed honestly, worried that if he hid it any longer, this junior might run away.

But even while speaking, he couldn’t help thinking this.

‘Isn’t this too pathetic? Is it okay to be like this?’

If showing one undead wave made the school’s reagent reserves shake to this extent, how poor would they look?

However, Lee Han empathized more deeply with Cohorti’s pain than expected.

“Oh no…!”

Lee Han’s heart ached.

The lack of reagents was due to Professor Mortum’s incompetence, not the seniors’ fault.

He should either skillfully obtain funding through politics or steal funding, but to make students suffer because he couldn’t do that.

“The professor is really too much!”

“Ah… no. It’s not that bad? Honestly, our professor is better than someone like Professor Verdus…”

Lee Han felt even more sorry.

The seniors had clearly been at Einroguard so long that the specific part of their brain responsible for comparison had degenerated.

“No. I’m sorry. To destroy all the undead without knowing the seniors’ situation.”

“That couldn’t be helped… no… well… Wardanaz, I’m grateful you’re taking my side, but…”

Cohorti was even more flustered.

The emotion this first-year student was showing was too genuine and heartfelt.

As if he had studied in the dark magic school for several years…

While he was grateful, it was also true that he was flustered.

And honestly, if a 1st year had countered an undead wave, that should be something to be praised for, not something to feel sorry about for consuming reagents.

If Cohorti had achieved such an accomplishment during his 1st year, he would have bragged about it to his friends’ ears once a week until graduation.

“I’ll try to get some reagents.”

“Huh? No. No. You can’t steal this.”

Cohorti stopped Lee Han.

Looking at Einroguard’s students, it was easy to think there were no laws or rules, but surprisingly, Einroguard also had implicit laws and rules.

One of them was prohibiting plundering and theft among students.

The Principal’s property was a kind of shared student property so it was fine, but if students started robbing each other, the aftermath would be difficult to handle.

You could say it was fine as long as you didn’t get caught, but originally there were no secrets in the world.

“Especially reagents used in dark magic are noticeable.”

“I didn’t mean stealing, but asking and bringing them.”

“…”

“…”

Ogoldos, who crawled out of the pit, looked at Cohorti as if he was pathetic.

Cohorti once again kicked Ogoldos with his foot to push him back in and said.

“Asking would be harder, right? If you were in their position, would you just give away the school’s assets you worked hard to collect?”

“Since there’s nothing to lose, I’ll try asking once.”

Originally, professors didn’t earn gold coins themselves and received generous research funding, so many of them had their sense of money somewhat numbed, didn’t they?

As such, there was a possibility they would give quite generously if someone with a personal relationship asked.

Moreover, in Lee Han’s case, he knew many professors, so if he went around begging to all of them, quite an amount would be collected.

Lee Han was confident.

“No… well… I’m grateful but… don’t overdo it. Even if professors treat you coldly, don’t feel too resentful. If it seems impossible midway, give up, okay? You know?”

“Yes. Thank you for worrying about me. Then let’s go.”

Lee Han said while looking at his friends.

Ymirg grabbed the back of the necks of the collapsed Gainando and Raphadael one each and lifted them up.

“…Sorry.”

“Ah, no. I’m happy I can help.”

“Should we just throw those guys in the water and go?”

“Ah, no! They’re not heavy. I can carry them!”

Ymirg shouted hastily, worried that Lee Han might really throw the two in the water and leave.

Cohorti watched the backs of his 1st year juniors with a pleased face.

Both the curse magic (though the two collapsed from casting at each other), and their strong friendship.

The 1st year juniors were all reliable.

Especially in Wardanaz’s case, even more so.

Even though it wasn’t his business, he worried about his senior like it was his own business.

He didn’t have high expectations for the results, but just having his heart warmed was enough.

‘Even in the merciless Einroguard, there’s this kind of touching moment.’

While Cohorti was taking out a handkerchief to hide his reddened eyes, Diret appeared from behind with his minions.

He had come after finishing preparations for minions customized for reagent recovery.

“The test is already over?”

“Huh? Yeah.”

“It ended faster than expected?”

“Yeah…”

“…But why are all the undead in this state?”

Diret asked expressionlessly.

That expressionlessness was more frightening to Cohorti.

“Well… so…”

Cohorti explained the situation that had occurred as quickly as possible.

But he couldn’t help but glance at the minions Diret had summoned.

If those minions attacked, Cohorti wasn’t properly prepared to defend right now.

“…Hah.”

After hearing the full explanation, Diret let out a deep sigh that seemed to make the ground cave in.

“Even when things get tangled, how can they get tangled like this.”

“R-right?”

Cohorti flinched and carefully watched Diret’s staff.

Fortunately, Diret showed no signs of attacking.

“Can’t be helped… let’s at least gather what’s left.”

“…I-is it okay?”

“It’s not okay, but what can we do. No one could have predicted that a 1st year junior would destroy everything like this.”

“Right?!”

Cohorti’s face brightened as he became confident that Diret wouldn’t attack.

“That’s right. It was an unpredictable, truly unlucky disaster. In a way, should I say it’s impressive?”

“…You’re not excited right now, are you?”

When Diret’s voice became cold, Cohorti quickly made a sad face.

“N-no. Just… just saying. I’m naturally sad too. Besides, my junior went to visit other schools to get reagents. It’s admirable but how sad again.”

“…Your junior went to visit other schools to get reagents?”

“Yeah.”

“And you didn’t stop him and told him to go?”

“…Yeah… well…”

Cohorti tried to make an excuse saying ‘I did try to stop him somewhat,’ but gave up and read the mood, thinking it would only provoke Diret’s temper.

Thud!

Ogoldos welcomed Cohorti who fell into the pit he was in.

“Welcome.”

“Damn it…”

Feeling the pile of dirt flying over the pit, Cohorti prepared breathing magic.

* * *

“Principal!”

???

The Skeleton Principal was flustered when Lee Han called him so actively.

Lee Han wasn’t originally a student who approached so friendly.

He would show disgust when seeing the Skeleton Principal, and the Skeleton Principal also liked that reaction…

What… what is this?

“I worked hard on the school renovation last time too.”

Did you…?

“I also discovered and protected the dark realm that the guests who visited the school fell into. The donations are a bonus.”

…

“During the festival, the mages also…”

Just tell me what you want.

The Skeleton Principal was bewildered but intended to respect Lee Han’s request.

Just considering what he had mentioned, there were certainly many things he had accomplished.

Even if he was annoying, the Skeleton Principal didn’t deny such things.

Is it outing passes? How many did you come to ask for?

“I still have some left.”

Your friends need to use them too.

“Those guys will figure out how to get out on their own.”

‘This bastard.’

The Skeleton Principal missed the old Lee Han who cared for his friends.

“The Dark Magic Department on School Grounds is short on reagents, so I was wondering if you could provide some support?”

…

The Skeleton Principal was so shocked that he couldn’t even close his jaw.

“Principal?”

…Don’t tell me these crazy bastards made you come begging?!?!?

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