Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 545

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Chapter 545

‘Is he giving them away?’

Nilia hesitated for a moment, wondering if she was being strange.

Come to think of it, Wardanaz was really selling things at very cheap prices.

In fact, most of her friends understood Wardanaz’s business in a somewhat different way.

-Is Wardanaz doing that to earn silver coins?

-Right. There are kids who can’t accept things if you just tell them to take it for free because of their pride, so he’s making excuses for them.

-Wardanaz is really something. He doesn’t need to go through such trouble with us, he could just give it to us. Right, Wardanaz?

-No? Pay up. Don’t talk nonsense.

-Haha. I know. I know.

Nilia wanted to share the things she made with her comrades without any compensation, just like when she was in the mountain range, but perhaps Wardanaz’s method was right.

Her friends might also secretly dislike just receiving things for free.

“…Well, friends might not like just receiving things for free. Right?”

“What are you talking about?”

Lee Han looked at Nilia as if she was saying something strange.

He was thinking of making good products, selling them well, and securing a solid profit, so he was puzzled when Nilia said something odd.

“No… uh… that, giving things to friends. I was thinking of just giving them away…”

“Nilia. As I said before, you need to receive money for what you’re good at to convert its value.”

‘Oh no.’

Nilia thought ‘oh no’ when Lee Han started talking.

Looking at that attitude, it seemed like he would talk for over ten minutes.

Last time too, when she just said ‘I shared the hunt from yesterday because my friends looked hungry,’ didn’t she get caught by Wardanaz and Yoner and listen to a thirty-minute sermon on the topic of ‘Nilia, how are you going to survive the harsh Einroguard like this? We’re worried sick’?

“Hey. That’s not it. I’ll take money! Take money! I just forgot!”

“Really? Do you sincerely think that way?”

“Of, of course!”

Nilia’s eyes shook left and right. Lee Han looked at her suspiciously, then nodded.

“Hmm. I understand.”

“Oh. Lady Nilia. Thank you so much for the leather gloves you gave me as a gift last time. Thanks to them, I can work fine in the cold even on days like today.”

Rowena, who had finished her work, wiped her sweat and expressed her gratitude to Nilia.

“…”

“…”

Lee Han stared piercingly at Nilia.

Nilia quickly picked up a crate and ran to the lecture hall.

* * *

Sizzle-

“Gasp.”

When Angrago smelled burning from the leather, he looked around in panic.

Professor Verdus, who was sitting in a corner of the lecture hall repairing artifacts, spoke without even looking up.

“Pour neutralizing solution next to it… Wait. Too late. Change to different leather.”

“…S-sorry. Wardanaz.”

Angrago spoke apologetically, feeling bad about burning the precious leather.

Lee Han spoke gently and generously.

“It’s fine. You’ll pay for it anyway.”

“…Huh? Wasn’t it free?”

“If you complete it properly, it’s free as payment for the work. If you fail, I can’t sell it.”

“That’s right. Alpha. You should know how precious materials are.”

Salko from behind waved his hammer like he was lecturing.

“This is why knight family guys are like this. Always holding and swinging swords, so they don’t know how hard it is to make things and just waste materials.”

“Ah. Tutanta is right. You’re wasting materials because it’s not something you brought yourself, right? Really, these White Tiger Tower guys.”

‘Damn these bastards.’

Black Turtle Tower and Blue Dragon Tower weren’t particularly close either, but they became very close when badmouthing other towers.

Snap!

Salko let out a low groan.

While carving the magic circle pattern, the gold thread embedded inside snapped due to excessive mana.

“Haha! Tutanta, you bastard!”

“Wasting materials! How dare you waste materials! The materials Wardanaz gathered with blood and sweat!”

The White Tiger Tower students stood up from behind as if they had been waiting and shouted.

“The gold thread isn’t materials I gathered…”

“Apologize to Wardanaz! Apologize to Wardanaz!”

“Shut up. Even if I apologize, it’s not because you guys told me to!”

“So the materials I gathered aren’t…”

Lee Han, who was trying to stop them, got annoyed and just picked up his staff to hit his friends.

Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!

“Agh! Aagh!”

“Cut it out. Cut it out. The work is getting delayed because of you guys.”

The students focused on their work again.

Of course, the watchful eyes monitoring each other still didn’t disappear. Their eyes just flashed with looks saying ‘try getting caught once.’

“Ah.”

Nilia hesitated when the leather tore. It had torn while she was trying to neatly finish the leather’s edge.

The White Tiger Tower students’ eyes flashed when they spotted Nilia with a tearful expression. The Black Turtle Tower students prepared to fiercely fight back for their tower friend.

“…”

“…”

However, the White Tiger Tower students looked at Nilia’s face and quietly turned their gaze away, pretending not to see.

They had received too much from Nilia to attack here.

“Are you kidding?!”

“Hey. Be quiet.”

“S-sorry. Wardanaz.”

* * *

‘Hmm. I wondered why the upperclassmen were storing things like armor, but there were reasons for everything.’

Lee Han nodded, recalling the things that upperclassmen Anfargon and Balpatan had given him as payment for work last time.

They had various fabrics as well as several sets of completed armor, so he wondered if there had been a war, but thinking about it, having armor was good in many ways even during normal times at Einroguard.

Making various clothes including outerwear like this made him newly feel the importance of defense.

“Attach it thicker. So it can block arrows when they come flying.”

“I have to block arrows too?”

“It’s good if you can block them. Can you dodge arrows when you see them? Even arrows enhanced with multiple layers of magic? Why are you so arrogant? If there were arrow traps enhanced with multiple layers of magic installed in front of your dormitory, would you just die?”

“…”

Angrago, who only got scolded after asking one question, quietly grabbed his tools again.

He thought this much would be enough, but Wardanaz’s standards were too high.

‘How is he doing it…’

Angrago glanced at Wardanaz’s work.

And was shocked.

Inside the outerwear, complex magic circles were layered upon layers, impossible to understand with just one look.

Naturally, Wardanaz was frowning and pondering, as if his progress was blocked.

“The hardening isn’t being implemented.”

“Uh, isn’t that being too greedy?”

“Really?”

Lee Han raised his head, thought for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders.

“No. If I’m going to use materials anyway, I should do at least this much.”

“You put too much magic in it? Reduce it. It’s amazing it didn’t explode.”

Professor Verdus, who was passing by, looked at Lee Han’s coat and said bluntly.

Lee Han became dejected and reduced the magic.

‘Crazy bastard…’

Angrago thought he should just make a warm coat and turned his gaze away.

“Oh right. The final exams are in two weeks, right?”

The students who were frantically making clothes all raised their heads simultaneously.

When talk of exams came from Professor Verdus’s mouth, they couldn’t help but pay attention.

“We’ll be making simple artifacts right here on the spot.”

“Do we need to prepare materials or reagents in advance?”

“What kind of artifacts do we need to make?”

“Wait.”

When the students asked questions, Professor Verdus rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a paper.

“Let’s see… Vible, if you ignore my words one more time and act on your own, I’ll stuff you upside down in the punishment room… Oh. This isn’t it. This is the back side.”

“…”

Professor Verdus flipped the paper over and read it. Anyone could see it was an exam that the Skeleton Principal had instructed him to give.

“‘Materials and reagents should use those that have been used and discarded by students this year’.”

“What?”

“How are we supposed to do that??”

There was a saying that a craftsman doesn’t choose his tools, but that was actually wrong.

The better the craftsman, the more obsessed they were with each tool.

Just look at Professor Verdus.

He was someone who didn’t care about any insults directed at him, but the moment someone touched his equipment, didn’t he mobilize all his artifacts to launch a bombardment?

And now discarded materials.

“This… this isn’t leather anymore, it’s a lump of charcoal.”

Angrago checked the leather he had burned and thrown into the crate next to him.

Make artifacts with this stuff?

The other students weren’t any different.

When they confirmed how diversely they had destroyed materials throughout the year, their faces turned pale.

Lee Han remained unshaken.

He immediately picked up a carving knife and tried to scratch some intact leather.

‘I can increase the usable discarded materials even now.’

“‘Wardanaz. Don’t try to increase usable discarded materials after hearing this. I’ll check and take them away’.”

“…”

Lee Han looked at the professor with a face that had been hit by the Skeleton Principal’s message.

To be predicted!

‘Damn. I still have a long way to go.’

Professor Verdus, who had read all of what the Skeleton Principal had written, 【How to Do Final Exams! Easy Final Exams Even Professor Verdus Can Handle】, looked at the students and said.

“It’s good that you don’t need to prepare materials, right?”

“…”

“Gah… Gaaaah!”

One enraged White Tiger Tower student finally exploded and charged at Professor Verdus.

Professor Verdus looked puzzled and threw the student out the window.

“Why is he acting like that?”

“There are occasionally people among the students who suffer from fits of madness.”

At Lee Han’s words, Professor Verdus nodded as if he understood.

“I see them every year.”

“How unfortunate.”

Listening to the innocent stories from the upperclassmen’s past, Lee Han clicked his tongue.

If you’re going to attack, do it more thoroughly!

* * *

“Everyone come get your clothes.”

“Wardanaz. This is too small for me.”

“There are bigger sizes in the back. Ymirg. I made your robe separately, so take that one. Gainando. You bastard. Don’t choose by color, check if the clothes fit you.”

“Ah, but this fits me perfectly?”

Gainando held up and shook pants that seemed about three sizes too big for him.

The wrinkles looked just like a skeleton, which was exactly his taste.

“If you walk around holding your pants up like last time, I’m confiscating your cards.”

The Phoenix Tower priests who were helping nearby asked in confusion.

“Don’t you have a belt?”

“He lost his belt gambling on cards too.”

“…”

“…Maybe confiscating them would be better…”

Gainando grabbed proper-fitting pants and quickly ran away.

Lee Han was currently distributing winter clothing for cold weather with help from Phoenix Tower students.

Compared to manufacturing, it looked easy, but this was also quite tricky.

He had to check the performance of finished items and do simple tests to see if they fit his friends.

“Thank you all for helping.”

“Of course we should help with such good work.”

“Huh? But I’m selling these for money?”

“…Uh…”

The priest looked at Nilia.

Didn’t she say they were being given away?

Priest Siana said reassuringly.

“If you sell them much cheaper than market price, that’s like giving them away.”

“I-Is that so?”

“Of course it is.”

‘As expected of the Plemang Order.’

Lee Han’s favorable impression of the Plemang Order increased slightly.

The students, heavily armed with new clothes from head to toe, looked much more like they could survive.

Angrago, who was going around asking for opinions on the clothes he made with a proud expression, saw the pile of luggage Lee Han had stacked behind his stall and asked in confusion.

“Wardanaz. What’s that?”

“Oh. Tents and sleeping bags I made with leftover materials.”

“…Why those?”

“You never know when we might need them.”

“??”

In Angrago’s mind, there was no need for such camping equipment.

Of course, if you crawled into the mountains you might need them, but who would crawl into the mountains to camp in this kind of winter?

* * *

“The final exam will involve spending a day in the mountain range.”

“…”

“…”

The students looked at Professor Ingoldel with expressions full of betrayal.

The Elf Professor was flustered by that reaction and asked back.

“Don’t all the Knight Families do this kind of camping training too?”

“Well…”

“…That’s true…”

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