Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 461
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Chapter 461
Einroguard was commonly described as hell, and the Skeleton Principal liked that description too, but…
Even hell had rules.
The Skeleton Principal had never in his life seen such scoundrels who made their juniors beg for materials they needed.
Were they insane??
This worked out perfectly. Burdus had been whining, so I should make him some friends. Guide him!
“They didn’t make me do it.”
What?
“I volunteered for this.”
Ha! Of course. All Einroguard students ‘volunteer’ to live like that too.
“…”
Lee Han looked at the Skeleton Principal with an incredulous gaze.
How can you say such things!
…Though, now that I think about it, there’s something strange here.
The Skeleton Principal noticed the inconsistency with his clever mind.
Come to think of it, even if they were upperclassmen, it didn’t seem like they could threaten this kid.
You’re not the type to be threatened anywhere.
“No… I can be threatened too…”
Lee Han protested, but the Skeleton Principal ignored him.
Then what? You surely didn’t come to help the upperclassmen, so what are you trying to summon? Are you perhaps trying to test that bone you received last time?
“I came to help the upperclassmen…”
That’s quite an ambitious idea, but it won’t be easy. Drawing out the power of that bone at your current level. But challenges are always good… What? Help who?
“I volunteered to help the upperclassmen.”
…
The Skeleton Principal glared at Lee Han with eyes mixed with various emotions: shock, horror, contempt, and disgust.
Why on earth would you do such a thing?
“Just give me some.”
Lee Han, who had grown tired, decided to be bold.
After all, Lee Han hadn’t come to beg but to receive payment for his work.
The Skeleton Principal remained silent for a while, then realizing he couldn’t persuade Lee Han, clicked his tongue and said.
…Follow me.
“Thank you.”
Death Knights appeared from the side of the corridor riding bone boats. They were there to help carry things.
Guide him to the eastern storage. The tit storage. You know?
-Which tit storage do you mean? The 4th floor tit storage? Or the 7th floor…
Smack!
The Skeleton Principal struck the Death Knight’s helmet with a clear ringing sound.
Watch your mouth, you fool! Making such slips at your age!
-Yes…? No, I mean. How am I supposed to find the storage just from hearing that?
That guy is more than capable of it. How many times have I told you not to let your guard down!
Lee Han shook his head with an innocent face as if to say no.
Of course, he was thinking to himself.
‘4th floor, 7th floor tit storage. Let me remember that.’
He was planning to raid the Skeleton Principal’s honey pot when he got the chance later.
Go.
“Yes. Thank you.”
You’ll regret it.
“Yes. Thank you.”
Do you think the upperclassmen will remember that you helped them? You won’t even meet them in the first place?
“Yes. Thank you.”
If you think you can meet them next year, that’s a huge mistake. The upperclassmen are all busy with their own research and don’t have time to meet…
“Yes. Thank you.”
-Master. The more you continue, the more pathetic you seem…
The Skeleton Principal sent the Death Knight who spoke up to another dimension.
* * *
“Professor. Professor.”
“Oh. Come in.”
Professor Thunderstep was drawing a map on the first floor of Kaksu Hall when Lee Han entered, and he gestured for him to come in.
“What were you doing?”
“Ah. All the cabins were swept away by the flood… I did cast protective magic on them, but I need to find and recover them quickly. Einroguard has all sorts of dangerous monsters.”
Professor Thunderstep was calculating the flow of the flood damage and how far the cabins might have been swept away.
Seeing this, Lee Han hesitated.
“…Come to think of it, I think I saw sirens surrounding and attacking one cabin. The heavy rain was so severe that I couldn’t see clearly though.”
Professor Thunderstep let out a sigh.
“Oh no…! Do you know how much that costs…!!”
“I’m sorry. I wanted to try to stop them, but as you know, sirens are…”
“It’s fine. Sirens are too much for first-year students to handle.”
Professor Thunderstep paused mid-sentence.
“But you might be able to handle them…”
“Oh right. Professor. I came because I have a favor to ask.”
“Huh? Oh. Tell me.”
Professor Thunderstep pushed the map aside, picked up his teacup, and sipped.
“The dark magic school on campus is short on reagents, so I was wondering if you could provide some support?”
“Cough!”
Professor Thunderstep spat tea onto the map and coughed violently.
After coughing for a while, the professor waved his staff to clean up the tea, calmed his breathing, and shouted.
“Did the upperclassmen make you do this?!!”
“No. I just felt sorry for them and wanted to help.”
“Hmm. I understand your feelings, but… this doesn’t seem right.”
Professor Thunderstep tried to persuade Lee Han.
If the upperclassmen were short on reagents, they should gather them with their own abilities, not have a junior, no matter how outstanding, go around doing it for them.
Even if it’s Wardanaz…
Hmm…
Hmm…
“Right. Even if it’s you, Wardanaz, it’s not acceptable.”
“Why did you just pause there?”
“Must be your imagination.”
“Hmm. Professor. Actually, this is partly my fault.”
“Your fault?”
Professor Thunderstep snorted.
No matter how he thought about it, there couldn’t possibly be any fault on the junior’s part.
Even if a first-year junior made a mistake, what kind of mistake could it be?
Even if they did, it was natural for the upperclassmen to take responsibility.
“What, did you accidentally knock over a reagent container during an experiment? That’s a misconception. Such minor mistakes should naturally be the upperclassmen’s responsibility.”
“No. The upperclassmen created an undead wave, but I misunderstood and wiped them all out.”
“…”
“…”
An awkward silence lingered for a while.
Professor Thunderstep quietly fell into thought, then downed the teacup beside him in one shot and opened his mouth.
“What do you need?”
* * *
“Professor Willow Tree?”
Lee Han knocked on the door of the greenhouse where Professor Willow Tree, who taught botany, resided.
Although it wasn’t a lecture that 1st year students attended, since he had coincidentally met her before and become acquainted, Lee Han thought he’d try asking for a favor.
‘She ranks in the upper tier when it comes to the personalities of Einroguard’s professors.’
“It’s been a while. Where’s that troll kid who called me an oak tree last time?”
“Gainando isn’t here. I’ll apologize once more on his behalf.”
“No. I was just joking because I was happy to see you after so long.”
Professor Willow Tree put down her watering can and slowly walked over to Lee Han.
“So, what brings you here? Do you need plants?”
“Ah. The dark magic school within the academy is short on reagents, so I was wondering if you could provide some support…”
“!!!”
As Professor Willow Tree was about to slowly exclaim, Lee Han hastily shouted.
“I wasn’t threatened – I genuinely wanted to help my upperclassmen with pure intentions. And I annihilated an undead wave.”
“!!!!!!”
The explanation was too rushed.
Professor Willow Tree let out a scream that only those with tree blood mixed in their race could understand.
10 minutes later.
“…That’s how it happened.”
“I see. I’m surprised. If it’s for such a cause, I’ll gladly provide whatever you need.”
Professor Willow Tree readily nodded and began opening crates to pack the necessary reagents.
Lee Han was moved by how willingly she gave them.
‘They say those who have more are stingier, but Professor Willow Tree is truly different.’
There was a reason Lee Han visited the Skeleton Principal, Professor Thunderstep, and Professor Willow Tree first.
The Skeleton Principal was notorious for having hundreds of hidden storage rooms throughout the school, and Professor Thunderstep and Professor Willow Tree inevitably had large quantities of reagents due to the nature of their lectures.
Professor Thunderstep was understandable since Lee Han was doing all sorts of odd jobs for him, but Professor Willow Tree…
“Thank you so much.”
“Don’t mention it. I can do this much for a disciple who’ll be learning from me starting next year.”
“…?”
Huh?
* * *
Cohorti carefully brushed away the dirt pile and raised his head.
Then he checked the surroundings.
“Ogoldos. It’s safe to come out.”
“What is this all because of you, senior?”
“You didn’t stop me either, so you’re an accomplice.”
The two crawled out of the pit and brushed off the dirt. Cohorti spat out the dirt that had gotten into his mouth.
“Do you think Diret’s anger has cooled down a bit?”
“No…”
“Hey. Why are you always so negative?”
“No matter how positive a person might be, I don’t think anyone would say Senior Diret’s anger has cooled in this situation.”
Ogoldos said while looking at Diret in the distance, wandering around the grassland scraping together reagents.
With his wings raised high and feathers standing stiff, he was clearly in a state of extreme rage.
“Then at least pretend to be scraping together reagents quickly.”
“I’ll just actually scrape them together. Not pretend.”
“…”
Cohorti briefly considered throwing him back into the pit.
But just then, that controversial junior returned.
“I’m back.”
“!”
As soon as Lee Han returned, Cohorti hurriedly threw down his reagent pouch and ran over.
“Waaah! You must have had such a hard time! I’m sorry! I’m a bad person!”
“Huh? Why are you suddenly acting like this?”
Lee Han was flustered.
Had Senior Cohorti also been hit with the 【Drunkard’s Curse】 in the meantime?
“I should have stopped you more! Well, I did try to stop you! But I should have tried harder! How much you must have suffered! Those guys from other schools are all bad people! That’s right!”
Cohorti glanced back at Diret while hugging Lee Han tightly.
“Even if it didn’t work out, don’t be too sad. Those guys from other schools are all like that anyway.”
“No… Senior.”
“Huh?”
Lee Han pushed Cohorti away and said.
“I got them.”
“…Huh?”
Some familiar-looking Death Knights entered and leisurely set down crates.
-Will this be enough?
“Thank you! Please give my thanks to the Principal as well!”
-Uh… Master probably won’t be very pleased.
“Then all the more reason to tell him.”
The Death Knight grinned and nodded.
Watching this scene, Cohorti was dumbfounded.
What on earth was happening right now?
“…Is, is this what you brought?”
“Ah. There’s more.”
The Death Knights went outside and stacked up crates one by one.
Cohorti had expected maybe one or two leather pouches worth at most, but seeing them stack up entire crates, he could only blink.
This was enough to last comfortably for an entire year.
“That… uh… junior. Don’t misunderstand what I’m saying… I’m not being suspicious, but how did you get all this?”
“First, I asked the Principal for some.”
“*Cough*. *Cough*.”
Cohorti and Ogoldos burst into coughing fits simultaneously.
It exceeded expectations from the very start.
“Are you alright?”
“Ah, no. I think there’s still some dirt in my mouth from being in the pit earlier.”
“You went into a pit?! Why?!”
“Diret… no, I just like pits… We sometimes just go into pits, you know.”
Ogoldos glared at his senior with a look mixed with contempt.
If he was going to act weird, he should do it alone instead of dragging him along.
“Into a pit? Is that one of the dark magic training methods?”
“Uh… well… you could say that. That’s not what’s important – you asked the Principal?”
“Yes.”
“And he granted your request?”
“I persuaded him.”
“…”
“…”
The two of them felt anew just how much Lee Han was favored by the Skeleton Principal.
What student would receive this kind of affection?
“Amazing. Really. What about the other things?”
“I asked Professor Thunderstep for this.”
“Wasn’t that professor a bit… stingy?”
Professor Thunderstep was renowned among the students as a miser.
For such a person to just give it away?
“I persuaded him.”
“…”
“…”
The two began to feel bewildered, unable to guess what meaning this junior was using the word ‘persuaded’ in.
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