Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 629

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Chapter 629

“If he weren’t an Einroguard student, I would have made him my adjutant.”

“Right. Right. I too once wanted to use a dragon as a mount. But the dragon said no.”

The Skeleton Principal replied indifferently.

If he seated Wardanaz as the Moradi family’s adjutant, the Emperor would definitely contact him immediately.

Asking if he was rebelling against him now…

“I’m aware of that.”

“Still, that’s good.”

“?”

The Family Head turned his gaze as if asking what he was talking about at the Skeleton Principal’s words.

The Skeleton Principal pointed at Lee Han and Giselle and said.

“The two of them get along well, don’t they? It’s rare to see students from different towers getting along well outside too.”

From the efficiency-focused Family Head’s perspective, his children maintaining friendship with Wardanaz could only be delightful.

First of all, having exchanges with the Wardanaz Family itself wasn’t an easy matter, yet the children were maintaining such friendship.

By now, the Family Head might be excitedly formulating a ‘Northern Hegemony Acquisition Plan with the Wardanaz Family’ in his head.

“It’s not good.”

“??”

However, the response that came back was unexpected. The Family Head coldly denied it.

The Skeleton Principal was puzzled.

“Why isn’t it good?”

“It’s foolish behavior. To waste the little remaining time on sword sparring. They should have been discussing territory matters instead…”

“…”

The Skeleton Principal was shocked.

So right now…

His own child was playing with a friend and he was begrudging that??

‘What a crazy bastard.’

“You’re joking, right?”

“I’m not? They can build friendship after going to Einroguard.”

“…”

Of course, from the Family Head’s perspective, he might have wanted to discuss the territory’s future more with the talent he had finally found.

But normally when your child is playing with a friend, wouldn’t you say ‘Haha, yes, territory matters can be discussed later, so go build friendship with your friend’?

Moreover, saying ‘My work comes first, so you can just play after going to Einroguard’ wasn’t something a normal person could say.

“…Next time you visit, I’ll just block out your entire schedule first.”

“I was planning to do that.”

The Family Head looked at the Skeleton Principal as if stating the obvious.

For the next visit, he was planning to block out the entire schedule first so Jicklin or Giselle couldn’t interfere.

At this unwavering attitude that didn’t accept jokes, the Skeleton Principal felt a headache coming on despite not having a head.

“Hey. Bring some alcohol.”

“Do you drink alcohol as well, Your Excellency?”

“What, is alcohol too precious to give to an undead?”

“Not at all.”

The attendant brought alcohol in shock. The Skeleton Principal poured the transparent liquid into his mouth with disgust.

“Family Head.”

While Giselle was taking a brief rest, Lee Han approached.

Then he looked at the Skeleton Principal and asked.

“Principal, do you also drink alco… no, why are you doing this!”

“What, can’t an undead drink alcohol?”

The Skeleton Principal splashed the alcohol in his glass at Lee Han. Lee Han dodged the alcohol by moving left and right. Thanks to being caught off guard by Jicklin once, his reaction was quick.

“What brings you here, Wardanaz?”

“I brought a gift to commemorate this visit.”

Lee Han rummaged and took out a gift.

It was the alcohol he had received from the Chestnut Knights last time, the 40-year-old 【Knight’s Joy】.

He wanted to sell it if possible, but such gifts were indeed a bit difficult to sell. If the knights happened to see it while wandering the Empire’s markets, it would become very troublesome.

It was better to see the bigger picture and use it as a bribe, no, a gift.

“I offer this gift to the Family Head who leads the Shield of the North.”

“…Thank you.”

The Family Head received it without much reaction, but the Skeleton Principal could tell that the Family Head was very deeply moved.

‘He’s really digging his own grave deep.’

The Skeleton Principal clicked his tongue and looked at Lee Han.

Probably the next time he visited here, it would be more comfortable to just go into the underground dungeon instead.

At least there wouldn’t be a Family Head constantly talking to him from the side!

* * *

“Ugh, urgh. Uuurgh.”

The day of leaving the territory.

Alcicle was lying down in the carriage’s bedroom, suffering.

People popular among knights needed to have strong livers.

Everyone they met offered them drinks, so it was impossible not to get drunk.

“Can’t you cure it with magic?”

“The drunkenness and hangover are too much…”

Magic wasn’t omnipotent.

Especially not for drunk mages.

No matter how good the magic was, it was useless for a drunk mage.

“Can’t you ask the Principal?”

“Haha. Do you think I would help?”

The Skeleton Principal answered with an expression of being thrilled to death.

Lee Han shook his head.

“I’m not doing this to be spiteful. There’s just no need to forcibly pull with magic what can naturally heal on its own. You should have learned this too?”

“Ah. I did learn that.”

While it was easy to misunderstand magic as basically overturning the world’s providence with a mage’s will, the first thing mages learned was how to restrain their magic.

It was a famous saying that mages who depended on magic were more likely to be consumed by magic.

‘But it seems like the Principal just wants to see Alcicle suffer.’

“Did your business in the North end well?”

“Yes. Thanks to you, some things ended more comfortably. It’s the first time I’ve seen Jideupeue so happy.”

“He didn’t seem particularly happy though?”

“That much is happy for him. Trust me.”

The Skeleton Principal said while looking at the Northern Mountains growing distant.

“The danger of the Empire’s remote regions isn’t simply because their natural environment is harsh. It’s because we don’t know what changes the magic power accumulated in such places might cause.”

The harsher the natural environment, the denser the concentration of magic power that settled there.

From the perspective of protecting the Empire, it was truly a terrible thing.

Throughout the vast Empire, dimensional gates could open anywhere and beings from other worlds could cross over and rampage.

The Northern Mountains were also one of such notorious places. There was a reason why rangers like the Shadow Patrol were formed.

“Therefore, we must consistently pay attention and look for changes.”

“…?”

Lee Han was puzzled by the Skeleton Principal’s story that suddenly shifted from talking about the Moradi Family Head to the Northern Mountains and the safety of our Empire.

Why was he telling him this?

“Uh, yes. I understand.”

“Right. Monsters from other dimensions alone are troublesome enough, but those evil god worshippers are also running wild… Troublesome things always come together.”

The Skeleton Principal sighed and took out a letter.

It was something he didn’t want to do, but had to do.

Looking at the current situation in the northern region, it was necessary to deploy mages to investigate.

Whoosh!

The letter, written in one swift stroke, immediately flew out of the carriage like a bird.

“I don’t even have gold for research, yet I have to waste it searching for those evil god worshippers… I want to grind my bones to dust.”

The Skeleton Principal’s last words carried an ominous killing intent. Lee Han quickly agreed.

“Let’s lock them in the underground detention room forever!”

“Isn’t that a bit cruel?”

“…”

A new letter flew into the moving carriage.

The Skeleton Principal, who had torn open the envelope and was reading its contents, frowned.

“What’s the matter?”

“I thought everything was finished, but another request came in. A Bishop of the Bildotzcal Order wants to consult about something.”

“The Bildotzcal Order…”

Lee Han fell into thought.

“The Order of Night?”

“The Order of Thieves.”

“…I was trying to put it diplomatically.”

Bildotzcal, the god of night and thieves.

Those unfamiliar might react with ‘Isn’t that an evil god? Has the Empire gone mad worshipping such a deity?’, but in reality, the priests of Bildotzcal weren’t actually thieves.

The priests who served Bildotzcal believed in Bildotzcal as a symbol and incarnation of night.

…The problem was that thieves also believed very strongly in Bildotzcal.

The history was so deep that now no one remembered Bildotzcal as the ‘god of night’. He was only remembered as the ‘god of night and thieves’.

‘I think Ratford also believed in Bildotzcal.’

While Ratford didn’t have devout faith, he occasionally threw Empire coins while praying ‘Please let something good come out’, which was about the extent of his faith.

Actually, this was much deeper faith than Lee Han had.

“Why would the Bildotzcal Order want to see you, Principal? Gasp. Did you perhaps attack their priests?”

“There’s one guy from there who’s supposed to enroll. They wouldn’t call me just because I attacked priests.”

‘Shouldn’t you be denying that you attacked them?’

The Skeleton Principal looked unusually hesitant.

“Is there some problem with that junior?”

“No. I just don’t want to talk with those priests. I feel like I’ll become stupid too.”

“…Let’s finish this quickly. This is the last one, isn’t it?”

Lee Han pushed the Skeleton Principal’s back, thinking they should quickly finish this overtime work and wrap things up.

* * *

Sometimes thieves would harbor fantasies and visit the temple thinking ‘I should enter the Bildotzcal Order and learn true techniques of the night’, but such thieves would usually turn back at the entrance.

The pitch-black darkness that greeted them the moment they opened the door and entered.

This was a unique characteristic of Bildotzcal Order temples.

Lee Han and the Skeleton Principal cast dark vision magic and entered.

Surprisingly, the Order’s priests moved around in the darkness as if it were nothing special.

“Where’s the thief boss?”

“…Lord Gonadaltes. We are not thieves. The god of night…”

“Right. Right. Thief boss.”

Even in the darkness, it was clear that the priests were looking at the Skeleton Principal with resentful expressions.

Lee Han stood facing the wall, pretending not to be part of the group out of embarrassment. However, the Skeleton Principal mercilessly grabbed Lee Han’s arm and dragged him along.

“Lord Gonadaltes. You’ve arrived.”

“?”

Lee Han, who had opened the door to the Bishop’s office, widened his eyes.

There was no one there, yet he had heard a voice.

The Skeleton Principal looked at Lee Han and said.

“Still inexperienced. Don’t be complacent just because you can pierce through darkness.”

“!”

At those words, Lee Han realized he had been relying too heavily on dark vision magic.

Magic always had countermeasures that followed like a chain.

‘Divine magic!’

A Bishop of the Bildotzcal Order might be able to summon darkness that couldn’t be pierced by dark vision.

Lee Han withdrew his vision and concentrated on his mana sense. Then he felt a unique mana flowing from ahead.

Slowly, as if his eyes were adapting to darkness, he caught sight of the Bishop’s form.

The Bishop was an elderly woman with a kind appearance.

“Greet her, Wardanaz. This is Ines of the Gre Family. This is Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family.”

“Lord Gonadaltes. It’s good to see you. You’re still in good health.”

“You’re also working hard feeding the thieves.”

Lee Han quickly spoke, worried the atmosphere might turn cold.

“You mean the priests, right? Haha.”

“No. I was talking about thieves. Ines here literally serves meals to the thieves around here.”

“…?”

“Charity. Charity. What you do for those guys from other towers. Providing meals to poor folks.”

‘But I charge money for that.’

Lee Han missed the timing to clarify under the Bishop’s admiring gaze.

“I think the punishment room would be better.”

“There are thieves who need the punishment room and thieves who need meals.”

Even at the Skeleton Principal’s indifferent words, the Bishop replied without losing her dignity.

“So, why did you call me? If a new student doesn’t want to go to Einroguard because of prayers, persuade them yourself. How hard can that be?”

“That’s not why I called you, Lord Gonadaltes. There’s a very small problem with the new student that I wanted to consult about.”

“Divine magic awakening? Supernatural powers? Magic rejection syndrome? Noble phobia? The last one doesn’t matter. It’s actually good. At Einroguard, you can beat up nobles with permission under Imperial law.”

“Actually, the priest who received the enrollment offer this time is a thief.”

“…This is quite admirable. Is the Bildotzcal Order finally going to act in accordance with its reputation?”

“Stop it. Please.”

Lee Han grabbed the Skeleton Principal’s sleeve and stopped him.

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