Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 493

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Chapter 493

“Mage, sir.”

“…”

“Mage, sir?”

Even after the sailor left, when Ianop remained silent without saying anything, the mercenaries asked with slightly frightened expressions.

There was no more fearsome omen than a mage staying quiet without a word.

‘I will definitely draw him in!’

Inside his hood, Ianop’s eyes blazed and burned like torches.

His actions up until now had simply been due to Antagondals’ orders and rewards.

However, after seeing that fragment of magic just now, Ianop’s eyes flipped and his thoughts changed.

‘That… is definitely the makings of an Archmage.’

The Empire’s magical criminals were wicked and corrupt beings, but their greed for magic was exactly the same as other mages.

Ianop was no different.

What else could be the reason he had been bowing his head for so long under such a dangerous and capricious person like Antagondals?

It was because of his greed for magic.

But what if that boy fell into the evil path of magic and became an Archmage?

What if Ianop served as his faithful right hand during that time?

He would be able to freely enjoy the magical secrets that flowed from his side.

That was a reward he could never expect from a stingy person like Antagondals.

Ianop was confident enough in his conviction that the boy had the makings of an Archmage to stake even his own life on it.

‘Instead of reporting to Antagondals…’

Ianop decided to secretly monopolize this boy for himself instead of offering him to Antagondals.

Drawing the boy in to become his confidant was a far more attractive path than offering him up.

To the mage of the Wardanaz Family born with great talent, I dedicate this…

Ianop began writing a letter with all his heart and soul.

He had completely abandoned his plan to approach gradually by showing bits of Antagondals’ magic as he had done before.

Thinking about it, that had been a foolish act.

How absurd it must have been to approach someone with the makings of an Archmage who could look down even on Antagondals in such a way.

He needed to approach more blatantly and more seductively.

…I am an old but experienced mage. I know several magics that the Empire has forbidden due to their danger, and I have set foot in areas the Empire has prohibited. However, I have never seen a mage with talent as great as yours. Please allow me to serve you! So that I may offer you the insignificant knowledge and wisdom I possess, to become the foundation of great magic…

Ianop wrote a letter so subservient that the mercenaries would have been shocked if they knew.

It was rare for one mage to send another mage a letter saying he would serve as a subordinate like this.

However, Ianop felt no sense of humiliation.

If he could somehow make contact, he planned to corrupt the Wardanaz Family boy with the evil wisdom he knew.

In that process, kneeling and rubbing his forehead on the ground was nothing at all.

“Send this!”

“Y-yes!”

Frightened by Ianop’s voice filled with sinister energy, the mercenaries couldn’t make any reply and ran out into the night streets.

* * *

The next day.

Ianop was completely buried in a corner of the port inn, waiting for the mercenaries to return.

‘It will definitely work.’

When he was bowing this low, what mage wouldn’t be interested?

Ianop was certain that the Wardanaz Family boy would want to exchange at least a word or two.

“Mage, sir!”

‘They’re here!’

When he heard the mercenary’s voice and the inn door opened, Ianop’s heart pounded.

But the mercenary’s expression was strange.

As if hiding something, as if having committed some crime…

It was an awkward and uncomfortable face.

Ianop’s instincts began to ring alarm bells.

“Expl…”

“Is that the person?”

“Yes!”

At Lee Han’s question, the mercenary nodded frantically. For a moment, forgetting his anxiety, Ianop’s face brightened.

“Lord Wardanaz…”

“Professor! That’s the person!”

“?!”

The moment Lee Han pointed with his finger, the wall behind the inn suddenly shattered and a shadow rushed in fiercely.

Crash!

Ianop also had some experience in magical combat as a rough back-alley mage.

As soon as he sensed something strange from behind, he frantically activated his artifact.

Along with intense Enhancement Magic, Ianop’s thoughts accelerated and his vision widened.

At the same time, a transparent barrier of force appeared in front, activating his defense.

Hiss-

Finally, Ianop’s ring spun around once and dyed Ianop’s hand purple.

It was powerful Enchantment Magic that would reverse the opponent’s regenerative ability the moment it touched.

This much would have been enough to melt mediocre combat mages, but unfortunately his opponent was too formidable.

Professor Boladi moved at an even faster acceleration than Ianop. By the time a barrier formed in front of Ianop, Professor Boladi had already accelerated into the air and taken position above Ianop’s head.

When Ianop’s ring activated and magic concentrated on his hands, Professor Boladi didn’t hesitate to cut off the opponent’s both arms. A scarf enhanced with Transformation Magic and Enchantment Magic flew off the magical criminal’s two arms like a famous sword.

Ianop screamed in pain and made his last desperate attempt. He planned to activate a scroll tied to his ankle to spray sulfur mist around this area and escape.

However, Professor Boladi had already pierced Ianop’s body with his sword.

Stab!

When the petrification potion applied to the blade, personally made by Professor Thunderstep, spread throughout his body, Ianop turned to stone just like that.

“Secured?!”

“Secured.”

“Well don… You’ve worked hard!”

Professor Thunderstep’s voice could be heard anxiously from the shattered back wall of the inn.

He was so anxious that he even forgot the formal speech he usually used between professors.

“Are you alright, Wardanaz?!”

“Yes. I’m fine.”

“What crazy bastards keep getting tangled up!”

Professor Thunderstep exhaled as if dumbfounded and looked over the petrified Ianop.

From the artifacts he possessed to the magic he was trying to use, he wasn’t an ordinary magical criminal. He was definitely someone quite famous.

It was surprising that such a person had approached Wardanaz, but what was even more surprising was…

“…weren’t you curious about this?”

Professor Thunderstep asked while looking at the letter Lee Han had given him.

Honestly, if it had been the young Professor Thunderstep, he probably would have met with him after seeing this letter.

When some mage was groveling like this and saying he would offer his wisdom, how could a proud and curious mage refuse that?

Whatever else, he would have met with him first.

But Wardanaz had come running the moment he received this letter saying ‘Professor! Professor! Some suspicious criminal sent me a letter!’

Thanks to that, things were resolved easily without getting unnecessarily complicated, but honestly it was a bit bewildering.

…Does this kid have no greed?

“What’s so curious about this?”

Lee Han was puzzled.

If some suspicious mage said ‘I’ll offer my wisdom and become your slave,’ you should be suspicious and think ‘What? Is this a scammer?’ So why would you meet with them?

Moreover, if he came out with Einroguard professors, the right thing to do would be to call the professors to resolve it.

They usually just torment students all the time, so wouldn’t it be profitable to use them at times like this?

“No… well… there are unknown magics and knowledge in the Empire, aren’t there.”

“There’s nothing good about learning such things carelessly. There’s already plenty to learn from properly verified magics.”

“…”

Are you really a mage?

* * *

The petrified magical criminal was thrown aside like a pile of luggage, and the students prepared to return.

Thanks to completing the commission according to the schedule when they left school, not only Professor Thunderstep but also the students’ faces were very bright.

“Wardanaz. You weren’t visible this morning, did something happen?”

“Some magical criminal sent me a strange letter, so I went to catch him with the professor.”

“…Just say you don’t want to tell me if you don’t want to. You bastard.”

Bartrek grumbled.

Wardanaz must have visited a secret shop in the city that only he knew about.

A shop that sold precious artifacts like 【Mirror that Tells the Future】 or 【Quill that Writes Answers for You】.

If it was such a shop, it was understandable that Wardanaz wouldn’t tell him about it.

Instead of hitting Bartrek, Lee Han kindly asked a question.

“Bartrek. If you received a letter from an unknown mage praising your talent and saying they’d serve under you, what would you do?”

“What?”

Bartrek reacted as if asking what he was talking about, but before long, he immediately became absorbed in it.

“Receive such a letter? Me? Hmm… it seems a bit unrealistic. Isn’t it too early? But if I were to receive one…”

‘This bastard really likes it.’

Lee Han was dumbfounded.

He said ‘unrealistic’ with his mouth, but rolling his eyes while seriously contemplating it was ridiculous.

It was similar to how Gainando would seriously worry about ‘What if I fall into the Toberiz series world and become an assistant’ or ‘What should I do if I become a mage card champion.’

“First, I should meet them and give them some teachings, right? Since they so desperately want to see me?”

“…Let’s say that person is somewhat suspicious and has committed crimes before. Even then?”

“A criminal? Hmmmm.”

Bartrek fell into contemplation again.

“Still, well… they came wanting to serve as my slave…”

“Geez.”

Smack!

Lee Han struck the back of Bartrek’s head.

It seemed like when they returned to Einroguard, he’d have to tell the Skeleton Principal to add this as an additional case study for character education.

‘Aren’t Einroguard students too vulnerable to scams?’

When receiving such letters, they should be suspicious first…

“What!? What wrong answer did I give…!?”

Bartrek felt wronged, not understanding why he was hit.

Meanwhile, people from the city guild and Meikin Clan Members gathered to see the group off.

“You’ve really worked hard. You could rest a bit more before leaving…”

The students were slightly tempted by those words and looked at Professor Thunderstep.

Since the city people were trying to detain them with such hospitality, wouldn’t it be okay to stay for another day or two?

‘We haven’t seen the Water Statue Festival yet.’

‘There are still many streets we haven’t visited.’

“No. Since we came out during our studies, the students probably want to return quickly and focus on their studies.”

Professor Thunderstep answered with a fake laugh.

The people gathered there exclaimed at that answer.

“Indeed…!”

“We made too thoughtless a request! We’re sorry.”

The Shadow Patrol Hunters tilted their heads as if they didn’t understand.

“Does that make sense? When I was training and went down to a village once, I never wanted to go back.”

“The mages must have different minds.”

The students glared at the back of Professor Thunderstep’s head as if praying it would be pierced through.

However, Professor Thunderstep was completely unaffected by those burning gazes.

“We won’t forget your welcome and hospitality. We thank the Meikin Family once again for the consideration and generous compensation you’ve provided. It will be of great help to the students’ training.”

The Meikin Clan Members spoke humbly as if it was nothing.

“We’re only sorry we couldn’t provide more. Students must need quite a lot of gold coins for research.”

“Haha… it’s fine.”

“Oh. Professor. Last time a third-year Balpatahn student left his sword as collateral and bought reagents, could you tell him he can repay slowly? We told him he could repay slowly, but he keeps sending letters of apology…”

When one of the Meikin Clan Members carefully brought this up, Professor Thunderstep’s face reddened.

These Einroguard disciples always had a talent for embarrassing professors anywhere, anytime.

“…I’ll tell him.”

The first-year students who heard about their senior’s shameful begging whispered among themselves.

“What does that senior do? Is he perhaps from the Thief Guild?”

“The Thief Guild steals proudly, they don’t do such shameful acts.”

“Be quiet! Be quiet! Do you think you’ll be any different!”

Professor Thunderstep scolded the students badmouthing their senior with an irritated voice.

They were cursing when this might be their own future!

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