Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 662
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Chapter 662
When their friend was suddenly dragged off to what seemed like a dueling arena in high society where duel maniacs ran wild, the students were equally flustered.
“Wait… wait a moment, Professor.”
Siana stepped forward hastily.
Professor Boladi stared intently at Siana. It was to hear what the student had to say.
“…Please take him.”
“Priest Siana…!”
Lee Han spoke with a voice full of betrayal.
He had praised the Flameng Order so much!
“I’m, I’m sorry. I was too scared.”
‘I understand.’
Seeing Siana flee in fear among her friends, Lee Han felt very sympathetic.
Having just witnessed Professor Boladi slam a junior and attack Lee Han as if to kill him, anyone who wasn’t scared wouldn’t be human.
“We need to think of a way. If we leave things like this, Wardanaz will be dragged off to an underground fighting arena!”
“The dueling club isn’t an underground fighting arena though…”
“Professor! Wardanaz’s leg is broken!”
Ratford stepped forward cunningly.
Surely the professor wouldn’t take a student with a broken leg to the dueling club.
Professor Boladi glanced at Lee Han’s leg once and said indifferently.
“It’s fine.”
“…Since it’s come to this, there’s no choice. We’ll have to actually break one.”
“I, I don’t think Lee Han would like that.”
“We can’t just leave him like this!”
The friends argued about whether they should break Lee Han’s leg or maybe break his arm instead.
Professor Boladi, who had been waiting, checked the time and said.
“We’ll discuss the rest on the way. It’ll take time for everyone to get in.”
“…”
“…?”
The students hesitated.
Something seemed strange.
“Everyone?”
“By everyone, do you perhaps mean… well… all of us?”
The professor agreed. Gainando cried out in shock.
“Pro… Professor. Unlike Lee Han, I don’t even attend your lectures!”
‘What a cowardly bastard.’
Lee Han grumbled internally as he watched Gainando try to escape alone.
Of course, he understood being scared, but to try to run away so blatantly!
“It’s fine. It wouldn’t be fair if I only introduced Wardanaz.”
Professor Boladi was surprisingly someone who cared quite a bit about educational methods.
If it had been Professor Verdus, he would have taken only Lee Han (or might not have taken him at all in the first place), but Professor Boladi thought it wouldn’t be very fair to take only Lee Han to the dueling club when he had met other students during vacation.
No matter how much Lee Han was Professor Boladi’s disciple, if he gave special treatment to his disciple, the other students might feel left out.
Just as he had bought meals for everyone together, he planned to take everyone to the dueling club together.
“…No, no. It’s not that I want to go…”
Gainando was at a loss for words at Professor Boladi’s amazing ability to interpret “I don’t attend the lectures” as “Can I also go to the dueling club even though I don’t attend the lectures?”
Seeing this, Lee Han felt inexplicably pleased.
‘Should I have made the other guys attend too?’
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The Flahur City Dueling Club was a relatively recently opened club.
A club established by some of the city’s bellicose minor nobles and duelists, along with merchants who smelled gold from them.
Still, the atmosphere wasn’t bad.
Originally, when history is short, one tends to rely on luxury.
The merchants who invested in this dueling club had generously scattered gold coins to achieve proper results.
First, when you arrived in front of the building, the dueling club sign hanging above the door was admirable.
-Flahur City Dueling Club.
Even without special modifiers, twisting gold and silver threads and applying light magic naturally created dignity.
Opening the heavy bronze door and entering inside, manastone chandeliers hanging from the ceiling emitted warm light, and below them, people gathered in neatly divided areas having conversations.
Starting from the restaurant area selling simple sandwiches, rice balls, coffee, and tea, to areas where club members gathered to share recent events.
“So I think Prince Bogajun…”
“You have a tendency to worship the Imperial Family too much!”
“What, what?! Then are you a shameless aristocrat or an independence advocate!”
“If you don’t take back those words right now, it’s a duel!”
And there were dueling areas prepared for conducting dignified duels and spectator seats to watch them from the side.
The dueling arena floor made of magically treated mahogany wood was sturdier than most shields, and the defensive barrier blocking the spectator seats was solid enough to block anyone who might bounce or fly during a duel.
‘Not bad.’
Palga, from the knight family of Ukim and now rising to third year at Einroguard, was satisfied with the dueling club’s atmosphere.
Compared to the poor conditions of the dueling club established by Einroguard students, this place was almost like heaven. Though a bit flashy, it seemed like it would last quite a while.
Palga planned to practice dueling here during the remaining vacation.
Dueling was fundamentally a tense fight where you had to think dozens of thoughts in less than a second.
As such, it was important to keep your senses sharp and polished.
If he rested the entire vacation and returned rusty, he could be ridiculed by his dueling club friends.
“Who do you think will win today?”
“Well, Lord Chelesei’s swordsmanship is certainly excellent, but Gorang who’s facing him is no pushover either.”
“I heard he’s a former mercenary with the nickname Razor. Razor Gorang.”
‘Lord Chelesei, Gorang. Good.’
Palga’s last visit was 4 days ago.
He had been worried that there might be new duelists who showed their faces at the club in the meantime. The most dangerous thing in dueling was always an unfamiliar opponent you were seeing for the first time.
But Lord Chelesei and Gorang were people he had seen before.
During his break, Palga had prepared strategies to fight against both. Today, that preparation would surely shine.
“But who was that person yesterday?”
“Well, the Count was so surprised he said he’d look into it. Probably a famous duelist? My goodness. To think all the members would fall!”
“Lord Chelesei said he would definitely get revenge. Isn’t that exciting?”
“Well, I think that person might be banned from the club. If someone like that is around, would any members survive?”
“What nonsense! Banning someone for being strong. Don’t you have any honor as a duelist?”
“No matter how good honor is, there’s a limit, isn’t there? If they keep breaking everyone like that, there won’t be any opponents.”
“…?”
Palga wondered what they were talking about.
Had something happened while he wasn’t around?
‘Did a new duelist come? What kind of person could it be?’
Palga felt his heart pounding.
Some incompetent and cowardly duelists were reluctant to fight when opponents stronger than themselves appeared.
But Palga wasn’t like that.
If it was an opponent stronger than himself, wouldn’t it be good since he could learn something?
If it was really a strong opponent, he resolved to politely ask for a match as he moved his steps.
“Aren’t you Sir Palga of the Ukim family by any chance?”
“Yes. But I’m not an official knight.”
“I know. We talked last week! You were the one attending Einroguard!”
“Yes. That’s right.”
At the member’s words, Palga gave a response mixed with pride.
Although Einrogard students curse Einrogard the most in the Empire, that didn’t mean they had no pride in it.
Without at least some pride, how could they attend this school?
“Here, there are Einrogard students – what an amazing coincidence! I’d like to introduce you!”
“?!”
At the member’s words, Palga was startled.
Though the Empire was small, who would have thought they’d meet fellow Einrogard students here.
Durgyu and Lee Han, who were sitting in front, exchanged awkward glances.
-Sorry, Lee Han.
-No… it’s not your fault.
While all their friends had scattered in small groups to tour the duel club, Lee Han and Durgyu were also touring the duel club.
-Hey, could we set up traps in advance? In preparation for fighting the professor.
-…Lee Han…
-Haha. Just kidding. Just kidding.
-Your eyes don’t look like you’re kidding at all.
It was during this time that some member suddenly approached them.
-Are you perhaps from the Choi family?
-Oh, that’s right.
-Wow! I’m from the Aldarol family…!
The duel club member from the Aldarol family was something like a distant relative’s relative of the Choi family.
But in a club gathered for social purposes, this level of connection was practically like family.
Indeed, this orc gentleman took a great liking to the two and started buying them food.
-Students must eat a lot at your age. Haha. Please eat. Please eat! I’m buying.
-No… we can’t accept food like this from someone we just met today…
-Could you bring some more pancakes here? Here. Please eat. You must be quite hungry.
-We, we just ate…
-Eat more. You’re so terribly thin!
Lee Han and Durgyu couldn’t bring themselves to refuse the kindness and started devouring pancakes and sandwiches.
Fortunately, the club’s food was delicious.
But Uncle Aldarol didn’t stop there. He recognized a passing Einrogard student and immediately approached them.
-Are you perhaps Sir Palga of the Ukim family?
And now.
Lee Han and Durgyu sat facing their senior with awkward expressions.
Only Aldarol was beaming as he filled all three of their cups with tea loaded with sugar.
“Good heavens. I ordered bacon ages ago and it still hasn’t come. Let me go check for a moment.”
“You don’t need to…!”
Only after the orc gentleman got up could the three breathe a sigh of relief.
Palga realized these two underclassmen had also been half-forcibly caught and felt a sense of kinship.
“It looks like you two were also suddenly dragged here. That’s how Empire clubs are. Since they’re people gathered for social purposes, before you know it, you’re sitting in front of complete strangers.”
“I definitely felt that today. Thank you. This is Durgyu of the Choi family. And I’m Lee Han.”
Lee Han subtly avoided mentioning the Wardanaz family name.
The Wardanaz family name wouldn’t be particularly welcome in front of someone from a knight family.
“I’m Palga of the Ukim family. So you’re underclassmen from White Tiger Tower. Nice to meet you.”
Palga smiled and welcomed the two.
Being from the same tower was special even within Einrogard. From Palga’s perspective, they were worth welcoming.
“What were you doing here, senior?”
“The Einrogard Duel Club… Ah. I guess it’s okay to tell you guys. You’ll learn about clubs starting next semester anyway. I belong to the Einrogard Duel Club. I visited here to sharpen my skills through practice.”
“Don’t you bet money?”
At his naive underclassman’s question, Palga let out a chuckle.
“Where did you hear such wrong rumors? Not all duelists bet money. Think about it. Dueling is a sacred act where two prepared individuals do their best to determine a winner. It’s hard to even get a win rate slightly above half. Betting big money on such gambling isn’t a good choice.”
Palga told stories of duelists who had casually bet their fortunes on wagers and went bankrupt in an instant.
Bad luck aside, in Palga’s opinion, their misfortune was surely punishment for desecrating the sanctity of dueling.
However, Lee Han only pretended to listen.
‘Not even making money and just enjoying duels. The culture of the Einrogard Duel Club is very strange.’
“What were you guys doing here? Did you come for duel training like me?”
“Ah, no. We came here with a professor. The professor said they’d introduce us to the duel club.”
“You’re traveling with a professor during vacation!? Why on earth would you do such a thing?”
“Haha. We happened to meet by chance.”
At Lee Han’s answer, Palga looked at his underclassman with pity.
Just how unlucky would one have to be to meet a professor during vacation?
“Which professor is it?”
“Professor Bagrek.”
CRASH!!!
With a loud noise, Palga fell backward.
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