Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 609
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Chapter 609
“There’s something Your Highness has overlooked.”
The Skeleton Principal hastily made an excuse.
The pure Gold Dragon tilted her head.
What did she overlook?
“Originally, mages are like steel, so you have to heat them with fire and strike them with hammers to make them stro…”
“Haha! Principal, you really do love your jokes!”
Lee Han quickly interrupted.
He was afraid the pure Gold Dragon might think ‘Ah, so mages are originally supposed to be heated with fire and struck with hammers.’
“Your Highness. Incidents and accidents constantly occur in the Empire. Can we say that’s His Imperial Majesty’s fault?”
It is his fault, isn’t it?
“…”
Dragons spoke their minds even to their own kin.
Imperial family members who coveted the throne would have watched the Emperor’s mood, but Imperial family like Jowrin had no interest in the throne, so she had no reservations about criticizing the Emperor.
“Your Highness. Earlier when Sir Alsicle entered, he almost tripped over a stone in the garden.”
Really?! Is he okay?!
“This is Your Highness’s fault.”
No, it’s not! How is that Jowrin’s fault!
The Gold Dragon got indignant and stamped the floor with her front paws.
It’s the knights’ fault! The knights!
The Skeleton Principal shook his head.
Mages and knights stood on a history of deep-rooted antagonism, and while the Skeleton Principal didn’t particularly like knights either, the knights at this manor were truly pitiful.
“But you just said the Empire’s incidents and accidents are His Imperial Majesty’s fault.”
Now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem to be His Majesty’s fault.
Jowrin quickly accepted this.
Just as it wouldn’t be Jowrin’s fault if someone tripped in the manor’s garden, it wouldn’t be Gonadaltes’s fault if floods occurred at Einroguard, avalanches erupted, Sea Serpents appeared, the Frost Giant King appeared, anti-magic extremists appeared, or magical criminals appeared…
‘Still, it seems like too many things.’
The young Gold Dragon only muttered to herself inwardly.
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“Then Your Highness. I’ll see you again next time.”
The Skeleton Principal bid farewell with dignity.
Meetings with Jowrin always flowed similarly.
After playing to her heart’s content, the satisfied Jowrin would always gift Einroguard with miscellaneous items she had no particular interest in from her storage (like golden dragon statues gifted by dukes).
And then she would nod off and fall into deep sleep. She slept a lot since she was still at a growing age.
However, today was a little different.
Don’t go! Don’t go, Lee Han! That’s an order!
“…Your Highness. You’re sleepy.”
The Skeleton Principal looked at Jowrin’s half-closed eyes and spoke as if dumbfounded.
“And please maintain your dignity. Call him Wardanaz, not Lee Han.”
Lee Han. Don’t go!
Usually the Gold Dragon would listen when told to maintain dignity, but today was different.
Even when the Skeleton Principal spoke, she ignored him and stubbornly insisted.
I’ll make a place for you in Jowrin’s treasure storage. Stay there!
“That’s not a place where people can live.”
The Skeleton Principal replied coldly.
The Gold Dragon’s treasure storage should rather be called a dungeon.
She had given away all the decent treasures saying they weren’t her taste, and only collected cursed items because they were interesting, so even seasoned knights wouldn’t dare enter.
Don’t go!
“Urgh.”
As the Gold Dragon firmly grasped him with her front paw, Lee Han felt like he understood what Professor Ingoldel had meant about the mysteries of strength and weight in swordsmanship.
“I’m dying. Your Highness. Ugh.”
Oh no! Lee Han died! Gonadaltes! Save him! I command you to save him!
“…”
The Skeleton Principal was dumbfounded but decided to play along with his disciple.
“He died because Your Highness was being stubborn.”
I won’t be stubborn! I said I won’t!
“Understood. Wardanaz. Rise.”
Lee Han sprang up.
“Your Highness has saved me!”
Seeing the revived Lee Han, the Gold Dragon showed a conflicted expression between wanting to grasp the treasure with her front paws again and the promise she had just made.
Before the dragon could abandon her oath to greed, the Skeleton Principal quickly snatched Lee Han and pushed him toward the door.
“Your Highness. Then stay healthy until our next meeting.”
Jowrin will visit Einroguard!
“Try getting permission from His Majesty.”
The Skeleton Principal subtly redirected the arrow toward the Emperor.
He was confident that with Jowrin’s personality, she would sleep and then forget to even mention it to the Emperor out of laziness.
I just need to get permission from His Majesty, right?
“Yes. Yes.”
“Uh, what will you do if she gets permission?”
“Do you think this is the first time she’s said she wants to come to Einroguard? Your Highness will forget after taking a nap.”
The Skeleton Principal answered Lee Han’s question with a snort.
He could be confident because he had experienced this several times already.
“Is that so? She really looks like she’ll get permission though…”
“Young dragons are always sincere. But she’ll forget after sleeping.”
The two bid farewell and came out of the manor’s gate.
“Oh. We left Penguerin behind.”
The two went back into the manor and came out carrying Penguerin. In the meantime, the Gold Dragon was already fast asleep, snoring.
“You worked hard today. That death act earlier was childish but effective.”
“I thought it would work on Her Highness Jowrin as much as it works on Gainando.”
“…”
The Skeleton Principal was confused about who this was being rude to.
Perhaps it was rude to both of them.
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…Gainando, that’s how you’re staying there. I trust you’ve studied all the dark magic books I told you to study before the semester ends. Don’t pretend you’ve only studied the first and second chapters. It won’t work…
‘Hmm. The content is lacking.’
Lee Han, who had returned from meeting with bureaucrats and sponsors, was resting at the manor with Alsicle.
In the brief free time, Lee Han was writing letters to his friends in turn, but writing proper letters was harder than expected.
Not only did he have to follow established formats, but he also had to fill a certain amount of content.
Lee Han was surprised by the unexpectedly difficult level.
Maybe just taking exams would be better…
“Ah. Right.”
Lee Han remembered the dog beastman detective Toberiz series and added more.
Oh right. At the printing house I visited this time, I saw the Empire magazine you like. The culprit in the upcoming Toberiz series is…
‘That’s done.’
Lee Han nodded his head in satisfaction and turned his gaze.
There were still mountains of letters to send piled up. Lee Han frowned.
“…Lord Alsicle. Could you perhaps help me a bit?”
“Hm? Of course.”
Alsicle, who had been munching on sardines with his beak, nodded.
“What should I help with?”
“Could you copy the content exactly from here to here?”
Lee Han planned to just copy and paste the content about recent weather and what had happened.
They wouldn’t read each other’s letters anyway, so what did it matter?
“That’s not difficult… wait. Isn’t this a letter?”
“That’s right.”
“…”
Alsicle looked at Lee Han with shocked eyes.
It was surprising enough that he was sending this many letters, but the way he was handling them was also shocking.
Was this really okay??
‘Hmm. What else should I write to Adenart…’
Lee Han looked over the dining table and then moved his quill.
…The meals at this manor are quite excellent. Today we had sardine canapés and salad, sardine pilaf and sardine wraps, grilled sardines, sardine stew and sardine sandwiches. I hope Your Highness also has hearty meals…
“Hmm. Lord Alsicle. What did we eat yesterday?”
“…Well, it might not be my place to say this… but is it okay to keep putting only eating content in letters?”
“Isn’t matching the recipient what letters are about? Ah.”
Lee Han, who belatedly remembered, added more content.
…I’ll introduce you to a baker from the capital I recently learned about. I heard from the bureaucrats that he has a high reputation even within the baking guild. I heard you stole bread from the White Tiger Tower students last time, but you’ll surely prefer this artisan’s bread over those tasteless breads…
‘Excellent.’
Lee Han was pleased.
Surely the Imperial Princess would be overjoyed to receive this considerate letter.
Greetings and even introducing restaurants in the capital!
‘Right. I should tell Yoner about what I newly learned.’
…Yoner. I’ve found a new business. There are more sponsors in the Empire who want to throw away gold coins than I thought. We get sponsorship from these sponsors. After a few years, we say the experiment failed. When I thought of this business, I trembled with excitement…
“Were you still writing letters?”
The Skeleton Principal who entered clicked his tongue at the mountain of papers.
A precious one was wasting too much time for worthless ones.
“You really have a hobby of wasting time.”
“Like how Lord Gonadaltes torments students?”
At Alsicle’s words, the Skeleton Principal waved his hand.
Then the sardines on the dining table began attacking Alsicle like angry beasts.
“Argh! Ahhh! You, you let Wardanaz off…!”
Seeing Lee Han’s conversation with the Skeleton Principal, he thoughtlessly tried to copy it, but the results were worlds apart.
“Penguerin. You’re an Einroguard student, aren’t you? Hm?”
After driving Alsicle out of the room, the Skeleton Principal spoke to Lee Han.
“I just finished meeting the last sponsor.”
“You’ve worked hard.”
“Thanks to you, my work was reduced. Next, I need to find new students now, will you help me?”
Lee Han nodded.
The Skeleton Principal cleared the dining table and drove his staff into the floor. At that moment, a terribly complex magic circle began spreading across the floor.
It was close to the most perfect possibility that the discipline of magic possessed.
Though Lee Han had witnessed magic while following the Skeleton Principal around, the magic circle before his eyes now made him tremble.
No matter how excellent his intuition and senses were, he couldn’t follow the development of this magic circle.
That’s how densely compressed knowledge and wisdom was contained here.
“…Tell me, Einroguard. Your disciples!”
The Skeleton Principal gestured to Lee Han along with his command. Lee Han grabbed the Skeleton Principal’s staff together.
Massive magical power incomparable to any magic Lee Han had used before was sucked away like a receding tide.
Lee Han was surprised but quickly maintained his composure. His magical power wasn’t particularly depleted.
The Skeleton Principal sent an approving look as if he had expected this.
Not only the nearly infinite massive amount of magical power, but the mental strength to not be nervous or shaken while assisting this great magic was excellent.
It was regrettable that Penguerin couldn’t see this moment.
If he had seen it, he would have despaired and suffered over his own talent!
Pop!
The magic circle disappeared.
The Skeleton Principal nodded satisfactorily.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, I’ll find them easily.”
“How did you usually find them?”
“I had to search around a bit. When you use less magical power, accuracy drops. Especially the capital has so many people that it’s really…”
When the Skeleton Principal gestured, paper birds appeared in the air and flew out through the manor windows.
They flew to the manors of students among the people in the capital who were qualified to be invited to Einroguard.
“Done. Let’s go.”
“?”
Lee Han was puzzled by the sudden suggestion to go.
“Where to?”
“Ah. We need to visit the ones who won’t listen. There are always some who stubbornly refuse this glorious calling.”
The Skeleton Principal not only took his staff but also summoned a sword from the air and fastened it to his waist.
At this combat-ready appearance he’d never seen before, Lee Han quietly offered a moment of silence for the opponents whose names and faces he didn’t know.
‘I hope you resist moderately.’
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