Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 711
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Chapter 711
Lee Han felt wronged by the more intense reaction than expected.
The upperclassmen had urged him to decide quickly, yet this was the response he got.
And he was also puzzled why the pseudonym Gonadaltes was problematic.
Everyone was using ancient figures as pseudonyms like Bakwantalana and Iaktus, so why couldn’t Lee Han?
Gonadaltes: Is there a problem?
Iaktus: Everything is a problem. This Gonadal… Wow. I can’t write it. I’m seriously getting chills.
Iaktus tried to point out the problems with Lee Han’s pseudonym but shuddered.
It was an ominously difficult name to write.
Magic was a theoretical and logical discipline, but it was also a technique greatly influenced by the mage’s emotional realm.
No matter if it was just a pseudonym, it was the most ominous name in the Empire.
Bakwantalana: A pseudonym is… one’s freedom. We can’t say anything about it.
Iaktus: Seriously? Even if it’s freedom, there are limits. You want us to feel like we’re talking to the Skeleton Principal every time?
Bakwantalana: We should have enough intelligence to distinguish between pseudonym and reality.
Iaktus: Be honest, Bakwantalana. You wouldn’t want to talk with Gonadaltes either. I can talk with Bakwantalana. Why? Because Bakwantalana won’t break down the dormitory door and drag me to the punishment room. But Gonadaltes is a different story!
Gonadaltes: Then should I change it to Verdus?
Iaktus: …
Iaktus realized that the new member was no ordinary madman.
‘This bastard, what the hell is he really?’
No matter how vast Einroguard was, he never expected there to be such a madman.
‘Could he be a 5th or 6th year senior?’
To use the Skeleton Principal’s name as a pseudonym like that required more than ordinary madness.
He thought it would only be possible if one was a 5th year, no, a 6th year.
Honestly, Iaktus felt he wouldn’t dare use the name Gonadaltes even if he became a 6th year…
‘That’s something I can’t know.’
From Iaktus’s position, who would never advance to 5th year, it was impossible to judge hastily.
Iaktus subtly probed the newcomer.
Iaktus: Are you perhaps from the Enchantment Magic school?
Gonadaltes: That’s right. How did you know?
‘No, he’s not.’
Iaktus clicked his tongue.
Professor Verdus’s infamy wasn’t limited to just the Enchantment Magic school. Students from other schools also knew Professor Verdus’s reputation without exception.
This crazy senior probably mentioned Professor Verdus’s name because he wasn’t from the Enchantment Magic school.
If he had been from the Enchantment Magic school, he would have deliberately avoided it.
Since Iaktus himself had deliberately chosen an unrelated pseudonym, he was confident.
Bakwantalana: We gathered to resist the tyrant’s oppression anyway, right? We can’t keep trembling over a single pseudonym forever. This seems like a good opportunity. Take this chance to overcome your fears, everyone.
Iaktus: Those are the right words. Why don’t you hang a skull from the ceiling when you sleep too?
Though he grumbled, Iaktus half-gave up on changing the new member’s pseudonym.
A senior with that kind of personality wouldn’t bend his stubbornness over a few words from Iaktus.
Moreover, according to the club’s rules, choosing what pseudonym to use was one’s freedom, so there was nothing more to say.
Iaktus: Do whatever you want, whatever. I’m worried everyone might get heart attacks later.
Bakwantalana: If you’re a member here, you should be able to endure that much.
Gonadaltes: Right, right.
Iaktus: …
It felt like a headache was coming on because of the crazy new senior. Iaktus quickly made a decision.
‘I need to change the topic quickly.’
Iaktus: So, do you have any news to share to commemorate joining?
Gonadaltes: What kind of thing do you mean?
Iaktus: Anything is fine. A missing professor returned, a forgotten lecture restarted, where the Skeleton Principal’s treasure is located… I’ll pay a decent reward, so tell me anything.
Gonadaltes: Professor Bendozol has returned. Time magic lectures have restarted.
“!!!!”
Iaktus was shocked by information that exceeded his expectations.
Professor Bendozol returned and time magic lectures restarted?!
The latter had nothing to do with him, but the former was relevant.
How did Gonadaltes know such facts?
‘He’s almost certainly a 6th year.’
Iaktus: Is that really true!
Gonadaltes: I wouldn’t lie about facts that can be verified with just a little checking.
Having written this far, Lee Han subtly devised a scheme.
Since he had somewhat grasped what kind of place the Watchman Club was, he decided to try extracting information from other members in return.
Gonadaltes: I heard there are quite a few students taking time magic lectures. How about you guys try attending?
There were two reasons Lee Han had just written those words.
First, since Lee Han was taking time magic, it was to avoid suspicion.
If he got the number of students taking the lecture wrong, they would think he obtained the information indirectly.
Then Lee Han would naturally be removed from the list of suspects.
Second, it was to put students newly entering the time magic lecture on the suspect list.
If someone came to attend the lecture newly, there was a high possibility they were an existing member of the Watchman Club.
Iaktus: I’ll pass. I don’t have enough time in a day for the magic I’m already learning.
Bakwantalana: Time magic is excellent magic, but even learning it simply requires too much time and effort. It’s inefficient.
Iaktus: Right. Time magic is a waste of time.
Iaktus: Friends, that was a joke just now. Won’t you laugh?
Gonadaltes: (Bursts into laughter)
Iaktus: Thanks. Gokogyo-kko-gonadaltes.
Bakwantalana: Did you spill ink?
Iaktus: No. My hand shook while writing the Skeleton Principal’s name so I rewrote it. It’s really hard to write.
‘A failure.’
Lee Han felt bitter. It seemed there weren’t many people interested in time magic.
Aside from learning that Iaktus had no talent for jokes, he hadn’t found out much.
‘Bakwantalana seems like a senior from the Enchantment Magic school… I should ask Professor Verdus when I meet him later.’
Of course, he could have deliberately chosen a pseudonym unrelated to himself, but the artifact reverse control that Bakwantalana had shown was an ability that couldn’t be displayed without deeply studying the Enchantment Magic school.
With this level of ability, Professor Verdus would surely know this student.
Iaktus: By the way, I heard Professor Bendozol has returned. That person’s lectures are too harsh.
Bakwantalana: He’s someone who cares more about animals than students.
Iaktus: Damn, I think we’ll probably encounter him this semester… Right. I promised to give you payment. Both of you listen carefully. This is really valuable information.
Bakwantalana: I’m listening.
Gonadaltes: Me too.
Iaktus: Blue Dragon Tower member, Erde of the Marcang family. Third year.
Bakwantalana: What are we supposed to do about it?
Iaktus: You should listen to the end. It seems this guy was the only one who succeeded in smuggling this year. Apparently he’s got a mountain of supplies stashed somewhere.
Bakwantalana: I see. Thanks. That was really valuable information.
“…”
Lee Han looked at the Watchman Club with skeptical eyes.
‘Isn’t there too much false information here?’
Senior Erde was still in the punishment room and hadn’t even received any supplies to distribute…
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Though he couldn’t know exactly how the conflict between official clubs was unfolding, Lee Han realized the clubs had changed their strategy.
Seniors from each club started coming to recommend that he visit and observe once.
Of course, Lee Han avoided them as much as possible.
They called it observation, but there was no telling what might happen if he went.
However, there were limits to avoidance.
As Lee Han was coming out after attending the 【Ancient Artifacts and the Tragic History of Summoning Magic】 lecture, one of the seniors he had seen on the 7th floor before was standing there waiting with his arms crossed.
“Wardanaz?”
“Oh, Senior! I didn’t notice you at all. What brings you here?”
Lee Han inwardly lamented, ‘I’ll have to react faster in the future.’
But he couldn’t reveal such inner thoughts in front of a senior.
Lee Han looked at the senior politely and courteously as always.
The other person was a fourth-year from Black Turtle Tower.
Being a hamster beastman, he was much shorter than Lee Han, and being skinny as well gave him a somewhat sharp and irritable atmosphere.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Sevius.”
“I’m Lee Han.”
“I know that. Though you wouldn’t know me. I’m a member of the Library Club. Do you happen to know what kind of club the Library Club is?”
“I’m not sure…”
“Follow me.”
Lee Han unconsciously checked his escape routes and considered ways to flee.
Sevius, unaware of his junior’s inner thoughts, opened his mouth.
“I have no intention of forcing you to join like other clubs, so don’t worry.”
“Yes.”
Of course, Lee Han didn’t trust the senior.
A senior who said ‘I won’t force you to join the club’ was even harder to trust than a senior who tried to force club membership.
‘If things look bad, I’ll attack.’
“Our Library Club is a club that retrieves, stores, and spreads books. You’ve been inside Einroguard’s library, right? You must have caught the Rock Drake.”
“I was lucky.”
“It’s not something a first-year could catch with just luck. The library is a labyrinth. The most complex and difficult labyrinth in all of Einroguard.”
Lee Han nodded at the hamster beastman senior’s words.
Though Lee Han still didn’t know more about Einroguard than he did know, he had felt keenly that the library was no ordinary place.
A place where the terrain changed every time you entered, monsters occasionally appeared, and you could never escape if you got lost was hardly an ordinary library.
“From second year onwards, you’ll need more and more books. And most of these books are in the library. We make maps of the library and go inside to retrieve magic books.”
“!”
Lee Han was surprised by Sevius’s words.
To think they regularly entered that labyrinth to make maps and retrieve books.
The Library Club was a rough and harsh club that didn’t suit its name.
“Just for the sake of other students?”
“That’s right. Though we do charge money.”
“…”
Lee Han immediately understood.
The Library Club’s source of income was the wallets of students who commissioned them to find books.
Sometimes outsiders who came to obtain books from Einroguard’s library with the Skeleton Principal’s permission were also customers.
“Is it okay to give books to outsiders?”
“Books that enter Einroguard’s library once never disappear forever. Even if they’re burned or taken out, they’ll be recreated over time.”
“That’s not what I meant, but if you give dangerous magic books to outsiders and problems arise…”
“Then it’s the fault of the Principal who gave permission. Not our fault.”
‘Well, that’s true.’
Lee Han found himself agreeing without realizing it.
Sevius walked forward as he spoke.
“You know the clubs are fighting right now.”
“…Yes.”
“They’ll probably end up compromising eventually. By having you join all the clubs. Since it’s in the rules, everyone will have no choice even if they’re dissatisfied.”
“Couldn’t they fight more?”
Lee Han cautiously offered this hopeful observation, but Sevius didn’t even pretend to listen.
“That’s why I said I have no intention of forcing you to join. If you join all the clubs, the time you can spend on each club will be drastically reduced, so there’d be no point in forcing you to join.”
“!”
Lee Han was surprised to hear Sevius’s words.
He hadn’t expected to receive such consideration.
“So the Library Club has decided not to make me join at all?”
“That’s not it. Then the other club bastards would be happy. We’ll just have you join anyway.”
“…”
Lee Han glared at the senior’s fluffy back of the head with a disgruntled expression.
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