Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 757

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Chapter 757

Fortunately, Diret wasn’t cold-hearted enough to scold a junior who had rushed over with good intentions, oblivious to the situation.

“You just die!”

“Why???”

However, she was certainly someone who would scold the senior taking advantage of that junior.

Diret attacked Yukveltire, taking advantage of the moment when she had become weakened from conducting magical research.

Seeing her friend commit such an act of betrayal after she had specifically excluded her from the workshop’s defensive magic targets, Yukveltire protested while tied up tightly.

“Diret. Such a dishonorable surprise attack. You’ve fallen to the level of White Tiger Tower.”

Diret also gagged her friend’s mouth. She never ran out of things to say.

“So what were you doing?”

“I was improving the magic circle here.”

Discovering newly drawn magic circles and structural diagrams among the pile of hundreds of papers, Diret let out small exclamations as she read through them.

She could definitely sense how her friend was trying to improve it.

“Clever.”

Yukveltire nodded as if it were obvious.

“But this still isn’t something you should ask a junior to help with. It’s too difficult and too extensive. This is just something you should do alone. Why are you asking a junior for help?”

“Mmmmph.”

“…I’ll untie you, so don’t say anything useless. Dishonor, insult, White Tiger Tower, waste of time – all of that is forbidden.”

Once the magical gag disappeared, Yukveltire could speak again.

“I seek my junior’s assistance, and my junior learns magic. What’s the problem?”

“Learn magic? What would they learn? Do you think there’s anything a 2nd year junior could learn while helping with your magic right now? There needs to be at least some matching level to be able to learn.”

“Professor Beeble said the Wardanaz family junior has reached that level.”

“…”

Caught off guard, Diret was left speechless.

Lee Han sent encouraging looks to his senior, telling him not to lose.

-Hang in there, senior. You can do this.

Diret internally cursed Professor Verdus for answering so thoughtlessly, cursed Yukveltire, and finally cursed his junior.

He should have been moderately excellent, but by helping with professor’s magic and causing trouble, this situation had come about!

“Professor Beeble was talking nonsense.”

“Professor Beeble is quite accurate when it comes to magic, Diret.”

“Be quiet. Anyway, I can’t let my junior participate in your difficult research based on Professor Beeble’s opinion alone. He’s only a 2nd year.”

“The Principal also said he’s reached that level.”

“…”

Diret was shocked by his friend’s answer.

What the…?

“Don’t lie. With your personality, you wouldn’t have gone to ask both of them.”

Yukveltire shrugged and answered coldly.

“The Principal came while Professor Beeble was checking my research.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know the reason. He immediately attacked the professor. After the attack ended, I had a chance to talk about my research, so I asked both of them. Both agreed it would be a good opportunity.”

‘…Should I have really sent that report?’

Diret gritted his teeth at those two who were no help at all.

When they should have been discouraging it, they gave such answers.

Of course, from a purely magical perspective, that answer might have been correct.

Objectively speaking, his junior had the ability to help and might have had the ability to learn while helping.

But shouldn’t a person with conscience recognize what situation the junior was in now and anticipate how things would flow if they gave Yukveltire a positive answer?

“Fine. I’ll help, so let’s pretend nothing happened with my junior. Got it?”

“Your help and my junior’s help are completely separate domains…”

Diret ignored his friend’s words and gestured to Lee Han. It meant to go back quickly.

“Junior. Never come to this workshop again from now on. Understand?”

“It seems like excessive interference and instruction toward my junior…”

The Imperial Princess’s mouth was gagged with magic again. Diret gestured to his junior once more.

Get out quickly!

* * *

‘…I feel uncomfortable.’

Despite being freed, Lee Han felt somewhat uncomfortable in one corner of his heart.

He felt like his senior had been captured because of him for no reason.

Of course, Diret himself had said ‘I’m just helping because we’re close, so don’t think strange thoughts’…

“Professor Verdus. Are you there?”

Lee Han knocked on Professor Verdus’ workshop door.

When no answer came back, Lee Han belatedly realized.

‘Ah. He must have gone to the punishment room.’

Come to think of it, Professor Boladi had borrowed an artifact from the Principal’s room.

Since Professor Boladi was a smart person, he would have sent Professor Verdus to the punishment room instead of himself.

‘I’ll have to come next time.’

He had planned to ask each professor about the lecture content he missed while resting until the weekend and study alone, but it seemed he’d have to ask about Professor Verdus’ lecture next time.

And thinking more about it, there wasn’t much to ask about Professor Verdus’ lecture anyway.

Since it was self-study to begin with…

“What’s the matter?”

“!!!”

When Professor Verdus opened the workshop door and came out, Lee Han was startled.

“P-Professor!”

“Why did you call?”

“Didn’t you go to the punishment room?”

“I didn’t go.”

“…Did Professor Garcia or Professor Bagrek perhaps go to the punishment room??”

“They didn’t go.”

“?!”

Lee Han was even more surprised.

None of the three had gone.

‘They weren’t caught?!’

It was something the Teleportation Club members would marvel at as a miracle if he told them.

Resolving to ask Professor Boladi how he had returned it when he met him later, Lee Han asked his original question.

“Professor. I came to ask about the lecture content I missed last time.”

“How about helping with my work instead?”

“I refuse.”

Professor Verdus grumbled at his disciple’s rejection.

Helping with his work would be a much better learning opportunity than asking about lecture content!

“I’m curious if the upperclassmen have come up with any ideas related to staffs.”

Professor Verdus’ lecture, 【Staff Materials and Magic Amplification】, was an attractive lecture attended by talented and excellent students.

There was the minor problem that usually 3rd years took it, but that wasn’t much of an issue for Lee Han.

The bigger problem was that the spirit dwelling in Lee Han’s staff – or rather, the spirit in his staff – was slightly sulking at Lee Han.

Lee Han himself thought he had used his staff diligently, but that wasn’t the case for the spirit.

To satisfy the spirit and make it feel ‘I’m being active,’ he needed to add more magic to the staff.

But to add more magic, he needed to replace and upgrade the staff’s materials and structure itself…

‘Come to think of it, isn’t the hurdle too high for a first staff-making lecture?’

Since his path was several times longer than others, Lee Han wanted to see the upperclassmen’s staffs.

There would be much to learn since they had started before him and pondered much more.

“I don’t remember.”

“…”

Lee Han glared at him, but Professor Verdus was serious.

“Professor. I’ll send a complaint to the Principal about your negligent lectures.”

“That’s ridiculous! They were really trash opinions!”

Professor Verdus shouted with indignation.

If truly valuable opinions had come up, Professor Verdus would have remembered them.

But most of the opinions students had offered during the last lecture were trash.

It was the beginning of the semester, after all.

It was a time when students threw out ideas that were trash even among trash.

-What if we construct the body with mithril and put Behemoth bone fragments inside?

-How are you going to obtain both of those?

-We’ll have to think about that from now on.

-I’m currently taming a steel staff, but no matter what I do, the spirit won’t enter because it says the smell is terrible. Does anyone know of beings that like to enter steel staffs?

-Hmm. Adding too much magnetite to the staff makes it explode…!

Even thinking back, there were only trash opinions. Professor Verdus shook his head to erase the dregs that faintly passed through his memory.

“Just ask me again now! What are you curious about?”

“I need to choose a staff body material for a complaining spirit and a gem given by a being from another dimension to cross over, and I’m really troubled. Wood is stable but has limitations, metal is very hit-or-miss, and as for gems or precious metals, I don’t know when I’ll be able to gather them…”

Professor Verdus yawned at the boring topic.

While it might be a fresh and troubling topic for a second-year disciple, it held no interest for Professor Verdus since he had dealt with this topic thousands upon thousands of times.

Lee Han glared again.

“Professor. I’m being serious.”

“Huh? Yeah. I got it. How about this? I’ll pair you with another student, so ask them.”

“Hmm.”

Lee Han was intrigued by those words.

Honestly, Lee Han also thought it would be better to learn from a senior rather than Professor Verdus.

“If it’s someone who knows about staffs well, that would be good. Which senior is it?”

“Huh? Yukveltire.”

“…Professor. Just recommend some books and I’ll study on my own.”

* * *

Lee Han moved toward Professor Paselette’s tower, the Divination Magic Professor, carrying a backpack heavier than before.

The Death Knights saw Lee Han, raised their helmet visors, and greeted him.

-Wardanaz, good to see you!

“Hello. By the way, where is the Principal right now?”

Lee Han intended to seek out the Skeleton Principal since he happened to meet the Death Knights and confront him about what had happened.

Look!

Despite the Skeleton Principal’s confident assurances that it would be fine, Lee Han had been kidnapped and nearly ended up staying at Einroguard forever. Even thinking about it again, it was truly a terrible thing.

And Lee Han was also somewhat suspicious about the part where the Skeleton Principal hadn’t stepped in and just stayed put.

‘Maybe he left me alone to force me to learn magic?’

Given the Skeleton Principal’s character, it was a sufficiently possible scheme. Lee Han planned to face the Skeleton Principal directly and condemn this scheme.

-Master seems to be quite busy. We haven’t seen him either.

“…”

Lee Han sent a suspicious look.

He wondered if these knights were covering for their master.

“Is that so?”

-Yes. Even before, Master would sometimes disappear like this.

“When he’s plotting evil schemes?”

-Hahaha… It would be more like bigger plans, wouldn’t it.

“When he’s plotting bigger and more evil schemes?”

The Death Knights pretended not to hear their disciple’s impious questions.

They all knew that it hadn’t been long since he escaped from their master’s insane doppelganger.

“Anyway, please let me know when you see the Principal.”

-Understood!

Since there was no point in detaining them further, Lee Han bid farewell to the Death Knights.

But the suspicion in his heart had become even more solid.

‘Even more suspicious.’

In Lee Han’s mind right now, a conspiracy theory at the level of ‘Collusion between the Skeleton Principal and the insane doppelganger! Was the insane doppelganger actually the Skeleton Principal’s minion?!’ was unfolding.

Knock knock knock-

“Professor, are you in?”

“The Professor is sleeping.”

A senior he’d never seen before opened the tower door and gestured for Lee Han to come in.

“Because of prophetic dreams?”

Dreams swirling with uncertainty and madness were always good cushions that elastically blocked the shock from divination magic.

“No. He just went to bed late after playing card games with other professors. You’re him, right? The Wardanaz Family student taking all schools?”

“…Yes.”

“The Professor told me to read this to you… Found it. Students don’t need to come asking about what they missed since they can sufficiently keep up with the progress.”

“But having not attended the lecture, I can’t be so overconfident…”

The senior gestured for him to stay quiet, then flipped a card and read the content on the back.

“That’s not overconfidence, it’s called self-objectification…”

“…”

Lee Han inwardly grumbled that divination mages were really eccentric people.

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