Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 722

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Chapter 722

‘Then I have no choice but to do my best too.’

Lee Han quickly accepted reality.

After all, clubs within Einroguard couldn’t be expected to be warm and gentle.

Thud-

Fortunately, he had packed some food ingredients in his backpack just in case before coming to the Soup Club.

Eastern Empire butter, salt, pepper, cheese, salt-cured chicken, oil, mushrooms, flour, and so on.

Lee Han planned to prepare two dishes: a potato dish and a chicken dish.

If he had more time and ingredients, and more people to help, he would have prepared various dishes, but this wasn’t that kind of situation.

Lee Han boiled water in a pot, then boiled and mashed the potatoes. Then he seasoned them with salt and sprinkled pepper.

He spread butter on the pan, laid cheese, then layered potatoes and some mushrooms, then more cheese…

Most of the upperclassmen were too focused on preparing their own dishes to notice, but one senior next to Lee Han seemed to sense something unusual.

The fact that a second-year student had brought out such ingredients was itself very surprising.

“…Wait. Junior. What dish are you making right now?”

“Potato gratin?”

“Potato… gratin…?!”

“Don’t you know it?”

“I do know it, but. Isn’t potato gratin usually this kind of dish?”

The Soup Club senior explained Einroguard-style potato gratin with a confused face.

A dish made by boiling and mashing potatoes, then layering boiled and mashed potatoes on top, then more potatoes on top of that, and finally covering with potatoes at the very top and baking in a furnace.

“Isn’t that… just baked potatoes?”

“Well, that’s true… that’s true. But isn’t this also gratin?”

“I don’t think so…”

The shocked senior muttered to himself.

-Was that it? Was that gratin? But then what have I been doing all this time? Who am I? What is Einroguard?

The interruptions didn’t end there.

When Lee Han finished the potato dish and took out the chicken, a senior who was struggling to pluck the hard bronze feathers from a bronze goose butted in.

“Rock chicken, huh. You chose pretty decent ingredients. It’s hard enough to shatter teeth, but if you cook it well, it becomes chewable enough to somehow swallow!”

The senior, who wanted to show off his knowledge to his junior, explained various methods for making rock chicken tender.

From soaking it in a jar mixed with five deadly poisons for about a month to borrowing acid from an alchemist.

‘It’s just ordinary chicken I bought from outside.’

Lee Han felt slightly guilty the more enthusiastically his senior explained.

It wasn’t actually rock chicken.

“Now. Junior. So how are you going to cook this?”

“First, I’ll sprinkle pepper and cook it with oil in the pan.”

“?!”

The senior was shocked by the excessively luxurious cooking method.

Words like ‘pepper’ and ‘oil’ were hard to believe at Einroguard.

However, the junior didn’t notice his senior’s shock and continued explaining.

“In another pot, I’ll make a sauce to accompany the chicken dish by boiling broth with butter and flour. I have parsley from the vegetable garden, so I’ll add that too. It would be nice to have more spices, but since it’s the beginning of the semester… How would you cook it, Senior?”

Lee Han, who had been explaining, asked out of curiosity about his senior’s advice.

The senior answered with a somehow intimidated expression.

“I’d just put it in water and boil it hard.”

“…”

* * *

The Soup Club was one of the clubs at Einroguard that hired the most school mercenaries.

Not only did they store many precious food ingredients, but riots and attacks sometimes occurred even during meals.

-Today’s menu is a bit simple due to the spirit flood. First, we have seaweed lasagna without noodles, cheese, or sauce, seaweed soup, seaweed cookies…

-…These crazy thieving bastards, they want to take gold coins for serving this!?

-Spoiled brats. Just eat what you’re given instead of complaining!

-Ha! Flip it over! Open the storage! Their storage has meat piled up like mountains!

Einroguard’s students had a tendency to become sensitive and violent when they got too hungry.

And most of Einroguard’s students were usually hungry.

So when the Soup Club’s menu quality dropped below a certain level, the dining hall would sometimes turn into a battlefield.

And even if it didn’t go that far, complaints usually always came out.

“This costs one gold coin?”

“Huhaha. If you don’t want to eat, get…”

“I’d pay ten gold coins for this!”

“?”

Falkrious paused at the student’s reaction.

The student’s friend next to him quickly stopped him.

“Shut up! What if they really raise it to ten coins!”

“???”

Falkrious was wary, thinking this conversation might be some trap or new scheme, but surprisingly, more students began showing similar reactions.

“Finally the Soup Club has come to its senses! Yes, this is how Saint Iacutus Club should be!”

“This is the first food that didn’t break my teeth while eating! Keep doing it like this!”

“??????”

Suspecting that the juniors might have put psychoactive substances in the food, Falkrious headed to the back.

But surprisingly, rich and delicious aromas greeted Falkrious. All the gathered Soup Club members were looking at their junior with eyes full of awe.

“…What, what happened?”

“Senior. Look at this!”

Following the members’ words, Falkrious received a bowl each of the food Lee Han had made.

Then he offered gold coins. Lee Han declined since he was a senior from the same club.

“I’m fine.”

“Puhuh. I’m not fine. Hey. Everyone who ate first, pay up.”

“…”

“…”

The seniors offered gold coins with gloomy faces.

They had no income today and now had additional expenses too.

Clatter clatter!

Having completely emptied his bowl, Falkrious looked at Lee Han with tears of emotion welling up.

To make food of this quality within Einroguard.

“The reincarnation of Saint Iacutus has entered here!”

“No, I’m not.”

“Puhuh, it’s a metaphor! A metaphor! Come here, junior!”

Falkrious hugged Lee Han tightly. A cracking sound flowed out.

Lee Han thought it was extremely fortunate that he had learned swordsmanship and practiced extending mana through his body.

Otherwise, he might have died here.

“I’m happy! Should we just fight with those other club bastards again?”

“That’s a bit…”

“Huhahaha. Just kidding! Kidding! Anyway, junior. I hope you come out often and cook frequently. With just you here, dining hall attack incidents would be cut in half!”

After patting Lee Han’s back hard, Falkrious left with a laugh.

The remaining seniors looked at Lee Han with clouded faces. Lee Han sensed the hardship that would soon come.

‘As expected.’

Lee Han had raised the Soup Club’s reputation, but at the same time, he had monopolized all the other seniors’ income by himself.

Unlike Falkrious who wasn’t very greedy, the other seniors couldn’t help but be dissatisfied.

Preparing for magical combat, Lee Han waited for the seniors to speak.

“…Wardanaz junior.”

“Yes.”

“…Hire me!”

“Pardon?”

Lee Han was flustered by the unexpected words.

Hiring instead of dueling, surprise attacks, or intimidation?

“No wait. Hire me! You saw me secure that bronze goose today, right? That guy collapsed while picking mushrooms!”

“This bastard’s gone crazy! All you did was pick it up!”

Magic combat began just as Lee Han had prepared himself for.

…Between the seniors!

The Soup Club seniors started swinging their staffs at each other and engaging in a brawl.

Lee Han calmly watched this before immediately slipping out of the kitchen and running away from Falkrious.

“Senior!!!!”

“Hm?”

Falkrious, who had been walking away in the distance, turned around puzzled as Lee Han came running.

“Do you have more questions?”

“The seniors are fighting. Please stop them!”

“Why?”

“…”

Seeing Lee Han’s expression, Falkrious burst into laughter.

“Just kidding, just kidding! Uhaha!”

“Haha. That was really funny. Are you going to stop them?”

“No?”

When Lee Han glared at him, Falkrious quickly explained.

“It’s better to wait a bit before going into fights like that.”

“Ah. So their emotions can settle down and they can reconcile…?”

“So they get tired and become easier to suppress.”

“…”

Falkrious really did wait, and when the sounds inside died down a little, he quickly rushed in.

Along with crashing sounds, several pitiful screams erupted before Falkrious shouted.

-Uhaha. Come in!

The seniors were all kneeling with their staffs confiscated. Several members muttered resentfully.

“Kugh. If I had known Senior Falkrious was coming, I would have prepared.”

“Puhu. Sure, I bet you would have. But losers don’t get to talk!”

Falkrious laughed and asked why the members had fought.

Lee Han tensed up slightly at that question.

‘I won’t get dragged into this, will I?’

From Falkrious’s perspective as leader of a traditional club, seniors brawling to work under a junior might be unacceptable.

And in the first place, Lee Han hadn’t fully grasped why the seniors had fought to work under a junior.

“They fought over working under a junior?”

“Yes.”

“So who won?”

“You arrived before a winner was decided.”

“Oh no. Then they couldn’t decide who gets to join!”

Falkrious looked disappointed.

It would have been clean if only the winner could join.

“…Senior. Senior.”

“Puhu. Ask away. Ask away. What?”

“Well… the thing is. Is it okay for other seniors to work under me?”

“Uhaha, mages don’t worry about age when assigning assistants for research!”

At Falkrious’s words, the seniors nodded in agreement and put on fake smiles.

They weren’t trying to work under a junior because they feared the difficult competition of gathering ingredients.

They simply knew well that like true mages, skill mattered more than age.

“But research is… different, isn’t…?”

“It’s similar! Even now there are many members working together!”

Soup Club members didn’t necessarily cook alone.

Since they formed parties to gather ingredients, they often cooked together too.

When someone prepared a grand dish, it was customary to hire several members for the work.

Members often found it better to receive stable compensation rather than bleed gathering materials…

“Puhu. But this is difficult. No winner emerged.”

“Hmm. Then how about we just forget this happened?”

Lee Han, who didn’t want to give orders to senior members, casually suggested.

However, Falkrious shook his head vigorously and said.

“No! I’ve decided.”

“How?”

“All the members here get to join!”

“…”

While Lee Han was shocked, the seniors sighed in relief and applauded.

The new junior was practically the god of groceries.

If someone who could produce such groceries so easily wasn’t the god of groceries, then who was?

They had been anxiously worried they might not get in after taking a few more hits, but this was truly a judgment worthy of the club leader.

“As expected of Senior Falkrious!”

“How fair, befitting Phoenix Tower!”

Lee Han whispered urgently to Falkrious.

“Isn’t it a bit much for me to give orders to seniors?”

“Hmm… No! You can do it! Uhaha!”

It was fortunate that Lee Han had witnessed Falkrious’s earlier destruction.

Otherwise, Lee Han would have surely lost his reason and attacked his senior.

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