Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 770

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Chapter 770

‘Let me think about it again later.’

After wrapping up the Black Book tightly and sealing it at the bottom of his bag (the Black Book vibrated as if this was useless), Lee Han headed toward the Dark Tower.

Senior Ogoldos, whom he hadn’t seen in a while, waved his hand happily upon seeing Lee Han.

“Wardanaz. Good to see you.”

“It’s been a while. Senior. You look tired, did something happen?”

“It’s nothing much. I was just thinking about dark magic items that might sell well.”

“!”

Ogoldos had dark circles under his eyes as if he had been thinking all night.

Ogoldos, who had been wondering whether to say this or not, finally opened his mouth.

“Wardanaz. I respect your feelings, but…”

“?”

“Dark magic just doesn’t make money. Don’t push yourself unnecessarily.”

“…”

Lee Han was dumbfounded by his senior’s fierce encouragement from the start.

“Don’t you have to try to know?”

“Sometimes there are things you can know without trying. Like which direction the sun rises, or the Principal’s wickedness… I think dark magic will continue to be the same.”

Ogoldos finished speaking and entered the Dark Tower. His drooping shoulders looked particularly narrow and frail from behind.

“Cough. Wardanaz.”

This time Professor Mortum walked over. Lee Han bowed his head politely.

“Good day, Professor. Thank you for granting my request.”

“Request…”

Professor Mortum fell into thought.

The disciple before him had petitioned to gather not only the seniors of the dark magic school but even the professor to think about magic together.

Professor Mortum had tried to refuse because he was tired and annoyed, but his disciple didn’t stop persuading.

-If you keep refusing, Professor, I’ll send a complaint to the Principal!

-…!

“Cough, can you call that a request?”

“Pardon?”

“No. Nothing.”

Diret had only started threatening Professor Mortum around his fourth year, but the Wardanaz Family boy was already learning how to threaten professors in his second year.

Professor Mortum suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Perhaps he was unknowingly raising a dragon’s offspring.

“Oh. Cough. Wardanaz.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“I respect your feelings, but dark magic just doesn’t make money. Don’t push yourself unnecessarily.”

“…”

Lee Han was speechless at the back of Professor Mortum as he turned and entered the Dark Tower.

What kind of start is this…!

* * *

In fact, Einroguard’s dark magic school hadn’t failed to attempt gaining financial resources.

Flesh Golem

-Attempted to sell at 30% cheaper price than Einroguard’s existing golems.

-Initially sold five units, but afterwards received continuous complaints about foul odor and hideous appearance.

-Eventually discontinued due to insufficient sales.

Skeleton Legion

-Made contracts with undead and ordered them to help buyers.

-Unlike dark mages who felt less repulsion toward undead, ordinary mages began to feel repulsion and resistance from the undead.

-Discontinued after paying compensation.

Ahrak’s Deadly Poison Series

-Attempted to create and sell Ahrak’s deadly poisons with various powerful effects.

-Was most successful but buyers complained about excessively expensive prices.

-Eventually discontinued due to insufficient sales…

Usually, attempts from the dark magic side failed either because they were hideous and foul-smelling so they didn’t sell, or because they were too expensive.

Agdung took out his carefully prepared content and presented it.

“I think more powerful advanced dark magic could be the path to sales. Unlike outside, Einroguard students can implement most things themselves. We need to sell more powerful and rare magic.”

“Oh…”

“What I researched is 【Ahrak’s Navy Blue Poison】, and this poison is bound to be popular among mages. Think of its power!”

The students showed interested expressions at the senior from Callarogard’s words.

Indeed, befitting a mage who gained fame for poisons among the Empire’s past dark mages, Ahrak’s deadly poison series had decent popularity among Einroguard students.

What if they created and sold 【Ahrak’s Navy Blue Poison】, which was always mentioned among the most powerful poisons?

“Indeed, the navy blue poison couldn’t be made last time due to lack of materials, so it might be different if we make it.”

“This might be popular…”

“Cough. Wrong.”

Professor Mortum interjected.

At those words, Agdung asked back with slight confusion.

“Wrong?”

“It’s just not recorded, but back then we also tried to make and sell the navy blue poison. Cough. It required so many materials that we tried to find buyers first.”

“Is that so? How many came forward?”

“0 people.”

“…How many?”

“Cough. 0 people. You fools are mistaken! No matter how good the poison’s performance, only dark mages would admire it… Other students won’t buy it because it’s expensive.”

The dark magic school students thought other students would appreciate better poisons, but ordinary students didn’t really know how much difference there was between poisons or how amazing they were.

They might buy out of curiosity once, but even that disappears when prices go up.

“Why isn’t it written down?!”

“Cough. They said it was embarrassing so they didn’t write that down.”

“It’s, it’s old history, so things might be a little different now…”

Even Agdung, who said that, didn’t seem very confident as his voice trembled.

“It’s fine, Senior. Those who don’t know good poison are the bad ones!”

“Right. We’re selling navy blue poison at this price, these bastards! They don’t even know to be grateful!”

The dark magic school students complained and cheered for Agdung.

Agdung was moved and choked up by the support from his juniors from other magic schools.

“Th, thank you all. Actually, I… 【Contaminated Cloak】 sold and such, so I thought Einroguard students all knew the greatness of dark magic well even if they weren’t from the dark magic school.”

“That sold!?”

Professor Mortum stopped coughing and exclaimed in surprise.

Selling 【Contaminated Cloak】.

That was more surprising than finding a dark magic item that might sell well.

“Cough, how on earth!?”

“Lee Han sold it, Professor.”

“Gainando. Cough. You can’t say threatening is selling…”

“…”

Lee Han looked at Professor Mortum as if dumbfounded and said.

“I didn’t threaten, I sold it properly.”

“Really? How?”

“There was a contaminated ones outbreak on the 7th floor…”

Lee Han briefly explained the situation.

Of course, excluding the story about how the contaminated ones coincidentally swarmed in.

After hearing the full explanation, Professor Mortum was impressed.

“Cough, indeed! You took advantage of the situation. But it’s a bit strange. They should be able to use magic too, so why… were there so many contaminated ones?”

“…That’s what I’m saying. How curious.”

“In any case, well done, Wardanaz.”

Professor Mortum praised him sincerely. He had wondered if Lee Han had threatened them into buying, but with that level of wit, he deserved praise.

Perhaps this young genius might really come up with some ingenious method.

“Cough. So… what have you prepared?”

“Well. What I’ve been thinking about is a defensive item.”

Lee Han brought out the magic he had newly learned from the Black Book.

A 3rd circle spell, 【Gonadaltes’ Black Magic Cloak】.

Though it was black magic, it was an artifact creation spell with quite a bit of enchantment magic properties mixed in.

The completed effect was to defend and protect against black magic school magical elements like undead, poison, and curses.

‘This is really a stable and useful artifact.’

Though Lee Han had suspected the Black Book might be trying to assassinate him, he had to acknowledge the usefulness of this magic.

While wandering around Einroguard, there were surprisingly many occasions to encounter undead, curses, and poison.

If it was a cloak that could provide stable defense against such elements…

…even students with little interest in black magic would likely be tempted.

“Cough. Is that it?”

“Wardanaz. This seems too… boring.”

Not only Professor Mortum, but even Agdung and Ogoldos looked at Lee Han with slightly bewildered expressions.

This was too boring!

“Yes? This is all there is.”

“Isn’t it too boring? Would students want to buy this?”

“Artifacts don’t necessarily have to be interesting, do they? I think this kind of plain and stable artifact would sell well…”

Lee Han, an avid reader of the Imperial Newspaper’s economics section, had his own confidence, but he began to waver slightly at the lukewarm reaction from his black magic upperclassmen.

Was there something he hadn’t noticed?

“I got it!”

Ogoldos shouted as if he understood.

“Wardanaz is planning to spread poison all around the school before selling this cloak. That must be it!”

“Indeed. Cough. Curses and undead too?”

Professor Mortum finally looked somewhat convinced. Lee Han answered firmly.

“I had no such thoughts.”

“Cough. You didn’t??”

“Wardanaz. Then this might be a bit risky…”

‘Is it really that dangerous??’

While Lee Han was pondering, Agdung came to his support.

“Wait. Professor. Trial and error is a mage’s right. You shouldn’t discourage him like this before he even tries.”

“Cough. That’s true. Since Wardanaz brought his own reagents, it wouldn’t be bad to let him try as he wishes.”

Professor Mortum somewhat agreed with Agdung’s words.

There was no reason to stop him when he wanted to do it with his own materials. Mages were supposed to learn from their mistakes.

“Cough. Then shall we move to the workshop and watch Wardanaz work?”

Ogoldos secretly said to Lee Han.

“Wardanaz. Don’t be too disappointed if it doesn’t sell. I also made 【Bones Imbued with Al Azif’s Curse】 before and not a single one sold.”

‘That seems like it obviously wouldn’t sell.’

* * *

“…”

“…”

Lee Han, who had started selling with the first batch at the 7th floor market, made a decision.

He would never again take economic advice from black magic school mages!

“Wh-why did all of these sell??”

“Why would something so plain like this??”

‘How pathetic of me to have wavered.’

Lee Han looked at his upperclassmen who were exclaiming in shock beside him with contemptuous eyes.

To think they believed it wouldn’t sell just because it was plain by their standards.

Surprisingly, the 【Gonadaltes’ Black Magic Cloak】 sold at the 7th floor market area (when selling, he marketed it as 【Black Magic School’s Defensive Cloak】) sold out in an instant.

“The defensive magic’s power can’t be that strong, right? At this level, it won’t be able to block high-level undead.”

“Same with poison. This has limits in blocking poison…”

“Upperclassmen.”

Lee Han opened his mouth seriously, partly to get revenge for the negative opinions he had heard earlier.

“I may be lacking in magical skills compared to you upperclassmen…”

“?”

Agdung was puzzled but waited without interrupting his junior’s words.

“But I know a bit more about what will sell and what won’t. It’s not black magic that only upperclassmen appreciate for its greatness, but items that can be used comfortably and moderately that sell well.”

“That… that’s…”

“Such a plain item like that…”

At Lee Han’s words, Agdung and Ogoldos showed expressions of shock.

Could it be that such plain items sold better than stronger golems, stronger curses, and stronger poisons?

It was hard to believe, but seeing the reality before their eyes, that might be right…

Just then, students who had come up from the lower floors began urgently delivering news.

-A toxic swamp burst on the 6th floor!!

-Toxic swamp on the 6th floor! Toxic swamp on the 6th floor! Absolutely don’t just go in!

“Ah.”

“As expected…”

“…What do you mean ‘ah’ and what do you mean ‘as expected’?”

Lee Han glared at his upperclassmen.

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