Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 470

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Chapter 470

“Can’t I do it?”

“Of course not.”

Yoner, who usually agreed with Lee Han’s words, was different this time.

The dance and social etiquette lecture was one of the few lectures at Einroguard where you didn’t have to focus on studying.

‘Even Lee Han can’t do this.’

Lee Han grumbled about “discrimination might be poor” and “good lectures should have clear evaluation criteria” while preparing food for the banquet.

Although many ingredients were swept away by the flood, there were also new ingredients. Lee Han placed the fish and shellfish his friends had caught over the charcoal fire.

He also prepared to grill vegetables like green onions and asparagus that came from a cabin whose owner was unclear.

“Yoner. Did you mix it all?”

“Here.”

Yoner held out the bowl he had been mixing with egg yolks, milk, and flour. Lee Han took it, checked the condition, and placed it next to the cookies. Custard cream went well with any dessert.

‘Grill more fish… how much flour and rice is left. There’s soup I made yesterday so I’ll add some ingredients to that, and it would be good to serve plenty of pudding and cake. Should I make it with apples and sponge cake? The Skeleton Principal said to let whoever wants to eat the food with sleeping pills eat it themselves. It would be easier to grill other fish and chicken on skewers, right? Oh right. How much paste is left. I need to make new ones. Should I make it with red pepper powder and garlic? The White Tiger Tower students like it a bit spicy… No. Do I need to take special care of those bastards? Eh. Let’s just make it for them.’

Rengid, who came from a famous chef family in the Empire, became worried watching Lee Han work on several dishes simultaneously and said.

“Wardanaz. The friends will eat well whatever you give them since they’re hungry, and they won’t even know what’s what no matter how much effort you put in, so why don’t you just do it moderately instead of putting in too much effort…”

“What are you saying!!!”

“Rengid, you bastard. Who are you to tell Wardanaz what to do?”

The Blue Dragon Tower students shouted in outrage.

When the Blue Dragon Tower friends, who usually maintained their dignity, started raging like White Tiger Tower students, Rengid was very flustered.

“No, no. I’m also from a chef family…”

“Does being from a chef family mean you can say anything? Is that it!”

“No matter how much you’re from a chef family, Wardanaz has been cooking with real experience at Einroguard for a whole year! Can you match that practical experience!”

The Blue Dragon Tower students were extremely sensitive, fearing they might lose the chance to eat a feast prepared by Lee Han after so long.

Even other Black Turtle Tower students subtly agreed.

“Rengid. I respect your family and skills, but let’s not interfere when someone else is cooking.”

“Right. And Wardanaz originally enjoys challenging high-difficulty tasks like that.”

“…”

Rengid looked at his friends with suspicious eyes.

Although they were friends from the same tower, in this matter Rengid was on Wardanaz’s side.

As a chef, he couldn’t help but feel kinship seeing someone doing such unreasonable work.

‘Aren’t these bastards just babbling to get one more dish?’

* * *

Saturday morning.

Professor Krinbal, the spider beastman professor who taught dance and social etiquette, cheerfully greeted the students today as well.

“Alright! You’ve all worked hard. Come in while stepping! The exams are all over! Huh? Why don’t I see Student Gainando?”

“He’s eating and sleeping.”

Despite the warning, the students who had eaten the Skeleton Principal’s snacks at yesterday’s feast were still fast asleep.

Professor Krinbal said sympathetically.

“How tired must he have been from the exams to give up dancing and sleep!”

“It’s not really because of the exams… No, it’s not.”

“Since the exams are over, today is truly a good day for dancing. Don’t you all think so?”

“Yes!”

“Forget all about the exams!”

“Yes!!”

‘Is that okay?’

When Professor Krinbal cheerfully shouted, the students responded enthusiastically.

“How is everyone? Happily!”

Lee Han unconsciously turned his head to look at the window outside the lecture hall.

The water that had risen all the way down below was rippling and scattering gloomy fog.

‘Hmm. I shouldn’t look outside the window.’

“Then let’s continue from last time and dance again! Students, change partners clockwise every time I ring the bell. You need to meet many partners to become a good dancer!”

Ding-

“Wardanaz.”

“Angrago. …Why are you looking at my feet?”

“Ah, I’m not? It’s just that dancing is difficult?”

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about whether you can step on them now? Do you want to die?”

“No, I’m not?? I didn’t think that at all??”

Ding-

“Nilia.”

“Wardanaz. Wasn’t that picnic last time really too much?”

Nilia, who seemed to have a lot built up, poured out her resentment as soon as she took Lee Han’s hand.

‘Hmm. She must have been really wronged.’

He could feel the injustice in her eyes and voice.

“The Principal was originally a bit crazy.”

“That’s one thing, but I also summoned spirits during the talent show, but everyone only admired the Imperial Princess’s spirits!”

“…That… I see. So that’s what you meant. Well, you…”

Lee Han was about to say ‘You had your spirit do penetrating shots on fish while the Imperial Princess had her spirit show an illumination parade’ but held back.

It seemed clear that Nilia couldn’t talk to other Black Turtle Tower friends about this, so she was telling Lee Han instead.

Come to think of it, both Lee Han and Yoner had been busy lately, so Nilia had nowhere to vent…

“You?”

“Since you’re from the Shadow Patrol, ordinary Empire people can’t notice that extraordinariness. Only people who know a bit would notice.”

“…Eh. It’s not that much.”

Nilia denied it shyly, but the fact that she felt much better was true. The angle of her ears had completely changed.

Lee Han exchanged glances with Yoner, who was stepping beside them. Yoner gestured as if to leave it to him.

‘If two people praise her consecutively, she’ll completely recover.’

“You understand. Originally the students here don’t have good eyes…”

Ding-

“Durgyu.”

“Lee Han. Is your arm okay?”

“Why the arm suddenly?”

“You quickly caught the pot that the Prince knocked over earlier. It must have been quite heavy.”

“Ah. I caught that using mana so it’s fine. You said Prince, so I wondered who it was for a moment.”

“…”

Durgyu hesitated, not knowing whether to admire his friend’s skill in becoming proficient enough to channel mana to his body in such a short time, or be flustered by his attitude of not knowing who the Prince was.

“Did you do well on the exam?”

“Thanks to your teaching, I did well. Thank you once again, Lee Han.”

At Durgyu’s grinning appearance, Lee Han nodded contentedly.

“What about the other White Tiger Tower students who studied together then…”

“…”

“Durgyu? Why no answer?”

“…”

Ding-

“Durgyu? Durgyu? Don’t tell me you’re ignoring me now…”

“Oh. Did you fight?”

Giselle looked at Lee Han with a rarely expectant gaze.

“No. When I asked if the White Tiger Tower students did well on their exams, he suddenly became mute.”

“…”

Giselle silently remained quiet, then suddenly tried to stomp on Lee Han’s foot. Lee Han pulled his foot away as if he had expected this.

“Angrago already tried to do that. Moradi. You’re too late.”

“That bastard is absolutely useless in every way.”

“I think there might be at least one useful thing about him.”

“Try saying that same thing to the Prince in your tower.”

“Gainando? Gainando does have useful aspects…”

Lee Han hesitated mid-sentence. Giselle smirked as if she had expected this.

“What aspects are you talking about? Tell me.”

“Gainando is… um…”

“What?”

Lee Han chose the same strategy Durgyu had used earlier.

Silence.

“…”

“…Hey.”

“…”

“Hey, just because you’re at a disadvantage…!”

Clang-

“Ah. Asan. Thanks for helping me last time.”

“It was nothing. But Wardanaz. Why is Moradi cursing next to you?”

“She’s probably cursing at Angrago, not me. Don’t worry about it.”

“It sounds like she’s cursing at you… Well. I guess it’s not important. Oh right. I got a letter and my brother mentioned you.”

“What did he say?”

Asan’s brother, Daihal of the Dalcard Family.

Since he worked as an Imperial Administrator in Granden City, Lee Han had met him during vacation.

“He told me to be at least as good as you.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? The letter content was good?”

“That was good…?”

Asan was genuinely satisfied with the letter’s content.

Unlike the usual disappointing content, this time he had received some recognition and was told to keep working hard, which made him quite happy.

“If he had told me to follow Gainando’s example, I probably would have been 100% angry. But if it’s you, well…”

“R-right. If you’re satisfied with it, then it doesn’t matter. But Asan. How about we have a serious talk about your family later?”

“Ah. Speaking of family, my sister also mentioned you. She asked if she could invite you during vacation to record your daily life.”

“…Why?”

“This is just my guess, but I think it might be to use as teaching material for those working at the Bronze Dwarf Bank.”

“Asan. Let’s just have a serious talk about your family this evening.”

Lee Han pondered how to tell Asan ‘your family is a bit strange.’

Clang-

“Imperial Princess.”

Adenart bowed her head with the most graceful movement among all the students.

Even compared to the Blue Dragon Tower students from great noble families, it was hard to match the Imperial Princess’s experience attending balls.

Gainando was somewhat of an exception though…

“Wardanaz.”

The Imperial Princess lightly cleared her throat, then prepared to praise Lee Han’s dedication and sacrifice toward his fellow students this year, apologize for her initial misunderstanding, and discuss the political structure and current situation of the Empire’s noble families that everyone loved talking about these days.

“Did you enjoy your breakfast?”

“*Cough*, yes.”

‘Didn’t she just cough?’

The Imperial Princess, who had been caught off guard while trying to speak, suppressed her cough and nodded.

It was an acquired ability honed through rigorous training.

“Which fish did you like best?”

“…The agwi…?”

“Ah. It was nicely plump. I think it was grilled well over charcoal too. How was the apple pudding?”

The Imperial Princess’s face brightened as she recalled the taste. Lee Han spoke as if he had expected this.

“The… I mean, the apples we found at the cabin were quite fragrant. The sponge cake didn’t look great when I first made it, but as I kept making it…”

Lee Han enthusiastically explained how he had made it.

The Imperial Princess, who had been listening with great interest, suddenly wondered why she was listening to this.

‘Why is he telling me this?’

Someone like Wardanaz never acted carelessly. Every action had meaning.

“By the way, I’m worried about my friends going hungry in the second semester. When the flood ends, everyone will return to their towers, but I wonder if they’ll eat their meals on time.”

“They’ll be able to overcome it…?”

Even after answering, the Imperial Princess tilted her head, unable to grasp Lee Han’s intention.

Of course, after Lee Han went to Phoenix Tower, the Blue Dragon Tower students screamed ‘Our food quality has declined! It’s the end of the tower!’ but the Imperial Princess didn’t think it was such a big problem.

Sure, they were hungry and lost their appetite and it was difficult, but shouldn’t Einroguard students face it with dignity?

Though she was hungry and lost her appetite and it was difficult, the Imperial Princess was also facing it proudly.

“Ah. If this is a request to help other students while you’re away…”

The Imperial Princess thought Lee Han might be making such an honorable request and was about to accept immediately.

“No. That’s not it. Rather, are you alright, Imperial Princess? Will you be able to take care of yourself when you return?”

“…!”

The Imperial Princess was finally shocked.

Right now, could it be…

Does Wardanaz think of her as someone obsessed with food?

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