Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 761

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Chapter 761

Professor Mortum hurriedly explained, feeling that the Callarogard professor he met after a long time seemed to think strangely of him.

“He’s a second year, but not an ordinary second year. He’s like a third year, no, a fourth year second year!”

“…”

Professor Taswan was bewildered by Professor Mortum’s unconvincing words.

What on earth had happened to this Einroguard professor while they hadn’t seen each other?

To argue so seriously that 1+1=3…

“It’s true. Please believe me.”

Professor Mortum wanted to reveal to the other party that Lee Han was the Skeleton Principal’s disciple, but he held back thinking it might backfire.

Revealing his disciple to someone who still had the Skeleton Principal’s curse didn’t seem good for either party.

“Hmm… I understand. If you insist that much…”

Professor Taswan had no choice but to accept it in the end due to Professor Mortum’s sincere attitude.

As a guest at Einroguard, he couldn’t ignore the host’s goodwill.

However, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking this inwardly.

‘Could it be that Einroguard’s dark magic school is also short on students?’

Professor Taswan had unexpectedly grasped the truth quite keenly.

* * *

“The upperclassmen are quite tenacious indeed.”

Lee Han clicked his tongue after climbing up the embankment to check around the fields.

A lion gives its all even when hunting a rabbit.

Moreover, the opponents now weren’t classmates or juniors, but Einroguard upperclassmen.

It wouldn’t be strange for mages who had survived one to two more years in this hell to have some secret strategy.

‘The best method would be a quick decisive battle.’

Professor Boladi’s magical combat theory was always speed warfare.

No matter how powerful a mage was, if they were attacked first before casting grand magic, they would be cornered.

This was also why a mage’s level didn’t necessarily correlate with combat power.

To maintain concentration in chaotic and urgent combat situations and cast magic without mistakes, one needed to have received some degree of magical combat training in advance.

Though he didn’t know how familiar the upperclassmen were with magical combat, he couldn’t underestimate them, so he wanted to ambush them as quickly as possible…

Since not a single one was leaving the mushroom field, it seemed difficult to handle them all with surprise attacks.

“I was wrong. I thought one or two would leave, but they’re all enduring it wrapped in sleeping bags or blankets.”

“Oh my! They’re not upperclassmen for nothing.”

Siana set up a portable cauldron and placed an alchemist’s smoke screen over it. This was to prevent the colorful smoke rising when making potions from being detected by the upperclassmen.

“What are you making now?”

“【Arkan’s Ferocious Beast Potion】.”

Yoner answered instead.

Holding a book with the Meikin family crest drawn on it in one hand, Yoner was staring at the cauldron with concentration that wouldn’t allow even the slightest mistake.

“Arkan, you mean…”

Arkan Meikin.

A great alchemist who gained fame hundreds of years ago, and one of the ancestors from the same family as Yoner.

“Are you talking about the great alchemist who created the prototypes for 【Meikin Family’s Sweet Chocolate Bar】 and 【Meikin Family’s Magical Chocolate Éclair】?!”

“That’s right, but… among all the great potions, why did you specifically mention those?”

Siana was slightly perplexed by Lee Han’s examples.

Among all the works of an alchemist who developed various great potions, to specifically cite chocolate and éclairs as examples.

“What are you talking about, Priest Siana. Don’t you know how much income those two works bring to the Meikin family?”

“I don’t know. Who would know that?”

“It’s in the Empire newspaper?!”

“The Meikin family’s income is reported in the Empire newspaper?!”

“No. That’s not it, but if you look at the economics section, you can calculate…”

Yoner said irritably.

“Both of you, please be quiet.”

“Sorry.”

“I apologize.”

The two lowered their voices and whispered.

“So is that book like Arkan’s secret tome?”

“Yes. It seems like he’s been researching it in earnest since this year? I also brought a few Flaming Order secret books.”

Siana waved a small booklet with the order’s emblem engraved on it.

Even within the same alchemy school, the paths of mages were bound to split into hundreds of branches.

Yoner pursued the family’s secrets, Siana the order’s manufacturing methods, and upperclassmen like Ilendil created artificial spirits to complete the Forest of Death…

‘No. The last example seems a bit strange.’

Anyway, seeing that everyone was quickly preparing by finding their own paths despite being second years, Lee Han felt slightly anxious.

“I wonder if I’m being too passive, just following lectures.”

“What nonsense are you… S-sorry.”

“…”

Seeing her friend’s hurt expression, Siana apologized once more.

“Everyone brings family secrets or temple secrets to do their own research, but I’m just…”

“You’re attending lectures from all schools.”

“…Right. I seem to have misspoken.”

“If you’re worried, why don’t you learn 【Arkan’s Ferocious Beast Potion】 with me? Meikin teaches it well.”

Siana naturally expected Lee Han to refuse.

Even now, wasn’t he forcing himself to do this because of alchemy lectures when he should be resting?

With so many other lectures he was attending, there was no need to learn potions unrelated to his classes…

“Would that be okay? Thank you.”

“…”

Siana looked at her friend with the eyes of a priest viewing a patient with an incurable disease.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Haha. It’s nothing.”

Swoosh-

A bone rat from below rushed over like lightning and upon reaching Lee Han, transformed into a single bone fragment. It was a message someone had sent.

Guest arrived from Callarogard. Need trustworthy dark magic school student. Request return.

Professor Mortum

“??”

“What’s the message about?”

“A guest has come from another magic school.”

“Wow!”

Siana sent a very interested look.

A guest from another magic school!

“Wait. It’s not Baldroguard, is it?”

“No. Callarogard.”

“Phew. That’s a relief. As long as it’s not Baldroguard.”

Lee Han wanted to ask the priest what she meant by that, but there was something more important.

“Why does he want me to come?”

“Hmm. Since it’s a dark magic school… maybe they want to gather all the dark magic school students to have an opportunity for mutual exchange?”

Siana speculated based on her experiences at the temple.

When priests from other orders visited with gift baskets, all the young priests would come out to greet them and discuss faith.

-Hoho. So this is how it’s completed.

-Magnificent, Priest Siana of the Fleming Order! To be so knowledgeable about alchemy at such a young age!

-This won’t do, I’ll write you a recommendation letter. To Einroguard! Priest Siana should study at the Empire’s finest magic school!

-But our Priest Siana is still young, and the path to becoming a mage will be harsh…

-It’s fine! I can definitely handle it!

‘…Hmm. Come to think of it, that was a mistake.’

Siana made a slightly bitter expression.

A painful memory she had forgotten suddenly came flooding back.

She had gotten so excited by the praise from other order priests that she eagerly demonstrated her abilities, but in the end, that’s what led to her admission to Einroguard…

Siana consoled herself that she would have ended up at Einroguard anyway, even without that.

“What’s wrong? You look troubled.”

“I was remembering the day I got admitted to Einroguard.”

“Ah. I see. That would be troubling indeed.”

“How did you end up enrolling at Einroguard, Wardanaz?”

“I volunteered because I wanted to become an Imperial administrator after graduation.”

“I see.”

The snake beastkin priest nodded.

Then she thought to herself.

‘What kind of lie is that?’

If he didn’t want to talk about it, he could have just not said anything. It was such a strange lie.

* * *

When he heard about the exchange meeting, Lee Han brought along Gainando, Ymirg, and Raphadael.

“Gainando. Right now I can’t make contact with you because of a prophecy. You understand, right? If you come close, I’ll attack you.”

“It’s not because I didn’t study and went out to play, is it?”

Gainando looked around nervously, confused about whether it was a real prophecy or if his friend was acting this way because he hadn’t studied.

Raphadael nodded as if he had expected this.

“You kept getting on his nerves and now look what happened. You fool of a prince. You should have studied when he told you to instead of just playing around.”

“That’s right.”

When even Ymirg agreed, Gainando felt so wronged he could collapse.

“I only played around a little!”

“All three of you are noisy. It’s not because you didn’t listen, it’s the prophecy. It says misfortune will come if I make contact with royalty.”

Lee Han briefly explained what he had learned in the divination magic lecture.

Everyone was fascinated to hear about divination magic, which belonged to the most peculiar and bizarre school among all the schools of magic.

“You can’t make contact with royalty?”

“I got it! It’s Adenart!”

Gainando clapped his hands as if he had realized something.

“Adenart is the one bringing misfortune to Lee Han! Not me!”

“How could the Imperial Princess?”

“Who knows? Maybe she steals all of Lee Han’s food?”

“That sounds more like something you’d do.”

Raphadael and Ymirg’s gazes were growing increasingly suspicious.

No matter how they thought about it, among the royalty, this prince seemed most likely to bring misfortune to Lee Han.

“That’s not true…!”

“Cough. What? Why are you all here?”

Professor Mortum, who had been waiting in front of the Dark Tower, was puzzled when the 2nd year students came rushing over in a group.

“Didn’t you say guests were coming from Callarogard? Since it’s an exchange meeting, I brought my friends along.”

“What? Cough. It’s not an exchange meeting… well, there is an exchange meeting but that’s only for the Mage Card Club, and they came to trade reagents and exchange a few magic books.”

Lee Han was even more puzzled by the professor’s explanation.

“Then why did you call me?”

“Cough. We needed someone to guide them around Einroguard.”

“…”

“…”

“Shouldn’t the upperclassmen usually do that…?”

Ymirg asked in a timid voice that didn’t match his large frame. Professor Mortum let out a deep sigh.

“Right. Originally Diret should do this. But now Diret is a 5th year.”

“Does the professor perhaps not know how to count the numbers 3 and 4?”

Gainando muttered.

It was something that could only be said if he only knew the numbers 1, 2, and 5.

Instead of being flustered, Lee Han received the task list from Professor Mortum and checked it.

An experienced Einroguard student gets to work instead of wasting time being shocked.

‘Oh. There’s even a mushroom farm.’

While Lee Han was thinking about how to handle the work quickly, he spotted ‘Mage Card Club Exchange Match’ and called Gainando.

“Gainando. This works out well. It seems these guests are also interested in mage cards.”

“Mm-hmm.”

Gainando answered with a gloomy expression. All three were shocked by his reaction.

“Why is that prince acting like that??”

“It seems like an incurable disease…”

“Maybe he’s pretending to be gloomy so he won’t get hit if he shows he’s happy?”

But surprisingly, Gainando remained gloomy. Lee Han asked, not understanding.

“Isn’t a Mage Card Club exchange match the opportunity you’ve been dreaming of? What’s wrong?”

“Lee Han. Actually… I didn’t join the Mage Card Club.”

“???”

The three tilted their heads in confusion.

Where could their friend who had been singing Mage Card Club songs since 1st year have joined if not there?

“Then where did you join?”

“The Mage Card Collecting Club.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

At Raphadael’s question, Gainando got angry.

“It’s different! One is a club that enjoys mage cards, and the other is…”

“What?”

“…a club that collects expensive mage cards to sell them for even more…”

“…”

“I joined the wrong one by mistake…”

“Whatever. It wasn’t a big deal after all.”

His friends immediately lost interest.

While Gainando cursed behind them, Lee Han continued listening to Professor Mortum’s explanation.

“Cough. This is the 【Scepter of the Dark Magic School】. It’s an artifact useful in combat situations.”

The scepter-shaped bone artifact was emanating powerful dark energy.

It had cracks all over and some parts were broken, making one wonder if it was even safe to use…

“And this is the school storage key. Cough. If you need anything, you can take it and use it. This is the vault key. What’s inside is your payment.”

“Thank you.”

Even though Professor Mortum was a professor who couldn’t count 3 and 4, he wasn’t someone who made students work for free.

Lee Han was satisfied and opened the vault with the bone key he had just received.

Click!

Inside was a handful of Imperial gold coins. Lee Han, who was about to take the gold coins as payment, hesitated.

“…Professor. Does our school have any other vaults?”

“Cough. No. Why?”

“…”

Lee Han took the school’s entire fortune while squeezing his eyes shut to avoid seeing the spider webs in the corner of the vault.

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