Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 468

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Chapter 468

The picnic came to an end with the talent show as the finale.

The one who received the most attention was the Imperial Princess. Despite the spirits being agitated due to the flood, the Imperial Princess skillfully calmed them down and then demonstrated magical coordination, making Lee Han feel dejected.

‘Why do those spirits who usually listen so well go crazy like mad undead whenever they see only me?’

Since everyone enjoyed the picnic, go back and study even harder.

“…”

“…”

Why is there no response? Should we have more picnics?

“We are grateful for your kindness!”

“We will study hard!!”

Lee Han was slightly impressed seeing the students’ eyes burning with venomous determination.

No matter how much Lee Han said ‘Please study, you need to avoid failing,’ a single word from the Skeleton Principal was far more effective.

‘Could it be that he prepared today’s picnic aiming for this?’

Kehehehehehe!

Perhaps his mood was lifted by the students’ anger, the Skeleton Principal laughed joyfully.

Seeing that, Lee Han canceled the thought he just had.

‘He was probably just bored.’

* * *

The 【Basic Imperial Geometry and Advanced Arithmetic】 exam was conducted in a dry lecture hall.

The students were moved just by being able to sit in chairs in front of desks and write with quill pens and ink.

“This is what an exam should be…!”

“If it’s this kind of exam, I could take several more!”

Of course, the excitement lasted only until they received the test papers. The students’ faces contorted the moment they got the problems.

Imperial mage Tadinggoh decided to accurately calculate the area of the tower in order to receive research funding…

“Damn Tadinggoh. He should earn it himself.”

“Damn Empire. Acting all high and mighty over some research funding. Why do we need to calculate area?”

“Everyone be quiet.”

Professor Alpen warned the muttering students.

The students groaned and focused on the problems.

What is the area of the following figures?

What is the area of the circles shown in the following diagram?

While his friends were suffering, Lee Han was quickly solving…

…or rather, he was feeling perplexed instead.

‘Isn’t this too difficult than expected?’

Unlike other lectures, arithmetic-related courses were one of Lee Han’s confident subjects.

Naturally, while his friends were cramming, he thought ‘Tsk tsk, you should have studied regularly’…

Imperial mage Tadinggoh is watching a fireball fly from a position 1m away from the target. At this time, if the differential coefficient specified in the diagram is 20m per second, the ratio of mage Tadinggoh’s eye movement angle is…

“????”

No matter how he thought about it, the difficulty was too high.

He wondered if his friends could even solve this.

‘Did the Skeleton Principal perhaps give orders?’

If the enraged Skeleton Principal had threatened from behind with a knife, even Professor Alpen might have had no choice.

Lee Han decided to stop worrying and start solving the problems first. Since there was a time limit and it had been a while since Lee Han solved such difficult problems, he might make mistakes too.

‘It’s been a while since I tackled such difficult problems…’

Still, what he had built up didn’t disappear, and as he started calculating by scribbling with his quill pen, he somehow found a clue.

“Ughhhh.”

“Crazy bastard Tadinggoh… Just live quietly…”

“How are we supposed to solve this…”

Even with Professor Alpen’s warnings, it couldn’t be helped as cries of anguish periodically burst out from among the students.

Lee Han understood.

If it was this difficult for Lee Han, how much more difficult would it be for his other friends?

‘The problems are severely difficult. This exam’s results will be leveled downward.’

Even experienced professors found it difficult to match exam difficulty levels.

Lee Han expected that after this exam ended, Professor Alpen would reflect and lower the final exam difficulty.

“I’m submitting.”

“Hmm… Excellent. I was worried, but you did well.”

Professor Alpen, who received Lee Han’s answer sheet as the first submission, glanced through it and nodded with a satisfied smile.

Normally, Lee Han would have noticed the sense of unease from ‘I was worried,’ but having exhausted his mental energy from the already tiring picnic and solving difficult exam problems, Lee Han didn’t notice the unease.

“Stop. Everyone submit your papers.”

While sitting and waiting, the exam ended and students submitted their answer sheets with gloomy expressions.

The friends who submitted their answer sheets all rushed toward Lee Han without exception.

“Wardanaz. What was the answer to problem 1???”

“Hey. Problem 1 was easy. How can you ask about that? It’s three, right? Wardanaz?”

“It was three!? Damn. I was debating between two and three… Why is that bastard Tadinggoh so gluttonous? He should just eat whatever he’s given in moderation!”

“???”

Lee Han, who was listening to his friends’ noisy questions, felt something was strange.

Huh?

“Two, three… what are you talking about? What was the problem?”

“The maximum number of premium white bread that poor mage Tadinggoh could eat while saving research funds as much as possible?”

“When the distance between the pegasus shown in the diagram and the ground stables is changing at a rate of differential coefficient 400km per hour, the pegasus’s altitude is… wait. Number of bread?”

Lee Han definitely felt something was wrong.

The test paper his friends solved was too different from the one he solved.

He thought maybe the problem order was different, but that wasn’t it either. It seemed like none of his friends had solved the problems Lee Han received.

“What kind of magic is this?”

“What’s that?”

“…Professor. Professor??”

Lee Han quickly caught up with Professor Alpen who was about to leave and asked.

“There seems to have been some problem with the exam.”

“Strange. Mr. Wardanaz. You definitely got a perfect score, didn’t you? What aspect was problematic?”

Professor Alpen looked puzzled and took out the answer sheet.

Lee Han said calmly.

“It’s not that the exam problems were strange, but I think I took a different exam from my other friends.”

“Ah. So that’s what you meant. Yes. Mr. Wardanaz received different problems.”

Professor Alpen spoke naturally, as if saying ‘It rained this morning.’

Of course, Lee Han couldn’t accept it naturally. Confused by the professor’s words that shattered common sense, he asked back.

“It wasn’t a mistake?”

“Why do you think it was a mistake? Let me be clear, it was definitely not a mistake.”

“…Uh, Professor. That… don’t students who attend the same lecture take the same exam?”

Lee Han asked while enduring the feeling of becoming an idiot stating something too obvious.

“Originally, yes. But there are exceptions. What’s the point of receiving problems so easy you could solve them with your eyes closed? It wouldn’t be any challenge at all.”

“…”

‘Is he insane?’

Lee Han was extremely flustered as he faced the quiet madness of Professor Alpen Naiton, whom he had thought would be somewhat sane since he was from the imperial bureaucracy.

‘I underestimated Einroguard again!’

Even though he had vowed never to underestimate it again, he had carelessly fallen for it.

Lee Han blamed his own complacency.

“I… I see. So because I solved problems well during lectures, the exam difficulty increased…”

“Rather, I decided after seeing how well you taught other students. That level seemed meaningless.”

Lee Han unconsciously glanced at his friends leaving the lecture hall.

Suddenly his friends looked like enemies rather than allies.

“But Professor. That… learning and challenges and whatever… that’s all fine, but scores do count toward evaluation.”

Professor Alpen nodded.

“There will be comparisons with other students, so isn’t there a fairness issue?”

“You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Ah. As expected, you had a method.”

Lee Han felt slightly relieved.

Professor Alpen wasn’t even the Skeleton Principal, so surely he wouldn’t have given only Lee Han difficult problems without any thought…

“Anyway, Wardanaz got a perfect score, so you’ll be valedictorian.”

“…”

‘Is he really insane?’

Lee Han had to struggle to suppress the objection rising from his throat.

No, he studied hard and was lucky to get a perfect score, but if he had made one mistake it would have been deducted immediately, so what would have happened then…

“For the finals…”

“You’ll get a perfect score then too. Now you understand you don’t need to worry, right?”

Professor Alpen cut off Lee Han’s words and continued his own. It was pure verbal tyranny.

“No, that doesn’t make logical sense…”

“I thought Wardanaz wouldn’t care about grades…”

“Pardon?”

It was the most insulting misunderstanding he had received since entering school.

“Well, considering how much you care about your friends, it’s natural to ask. You’re asking this in case you received special treatment, right?”

The stubborn old professor looked at Lee Han with the pleased gaze of someone viewing a future Archmage.

Usually, mages with even a small talent easily fell into the path of arrogance and dogmatism because of that talent, but this Wardanaz Family boy maintained his altruism despite having ocean-like talent.

If all mages were like this, how comfortable would the imperial bureaucrats feel?

“There was no such special treatment, so don’t worry. Solving harder problems than others isn’t special treatment. Ah, though a sincere and fair boy might think it’s special treatment.”

“…Yes. Well, anyway, special treatment makes me somewhat uncomfortable…”

“But no one except Wardanaz would think it’s special treatment. Above all, it would be more of a loss for Wardanaz, who must take numerous more lectures as a second-year, to waste time pointlessly. For all the Empire’s people as well.”

Lee Han was completely speechless.

Not because it was logical and reasonable, but because he was shocked by the professor’s rhetoric of bringing up the Empire’s people when Lee Han was solving harder problems.

‘Is he really, really insane?!’

Professor Alpen concluded the conversation with a benevolent face.

“Putting down the paperweight and stack of papers, this must be the joy of teaching students at Einroguard… Oh my. I talked too much. Go on now. Oh, Wardanaz?”

“Yes?”

Lee Han, his mental strength depleted, answered unconsciously.

“I’ll make sure the remaining lectures this semester become a solid research foundation for you.”

“…”

In Lee Han’s eyes, the kind old professor’s face looked like the Skeleton Principal.

* * *

Richmond of the Shailes family sat in his room rolling around.

At first it was nice to rest on a soft, dry bed while his friends were suffering, but after some time passed, he started worrying about his friends for no reason.

“Professor. Haven’t my friends come yet?”

“It’ll take a while.”

“I see.”

10 minutes later.

Richmond closed the book he was reading and asked outside the door again.

“Professor. When do you think my friends will come?”

“Ah. Can’t you just shut your mouth for a bit!”

Unfortunately, Professor Paselette’s other personality burst out from inside and shouted loudly.

Richmond was startled and bowed his head.

“S-sorry.”

“No. I’m sorry. That foul temper…”

“…What’s foul!! If you abandoned your friends to come in, at least enjoy it!”

Before the words could finish, a voice with a completely different tone flowed from the professor’s mouth.

Then Richmond’s guilt multiplied several times over.

‘Damn. Should I not have accepted the professor’s proposal?’

When Professor Paselette first came and proposed ‘comfortable rest, cozy warmth, soft bed,’ he thought it was lucky and readily accepted…

As time passed, he missed his friends more and more.

And above all, Professor Paselette, who went back and forth as if having multiple conversations alone, was too scary.

‘If I somehow throw a clue out the window… Huh?’

Richmond was startled to discover a familiar friend’s face below the high window.

Surprisingly, Wardanaz had found his way precisely to the base of the tower and was pacing around.

‘Here! Wardanaz! It’s here!’

Richmond wanted to shout, but there was no way to transmit sound.

If Wardanaz left at this rate…

‘Right. I’ll make a rope using blankets and covers. With transformation magic…’

Bang!

With a violent sound, the window flew away. Richmond, who had been making a rope, just blinked in shock.

Wardanaz was flying through the sky riding a griffin.

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