Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 792
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Chapter 792
“Next week is club week…”
“Ah. Wait a moment, Professor. It seemed like time slowed down a bit just now.”
“I told you it doesn’t work that quickly.”
“Hmm!”
‘I might really need to hit him.’
Of course, if he hit wrong, it could cause fatal injuries, but if left like this, the Wardanaz family boy might burn to death from knowledge like a mage who flew toward the sun with wings attached with wax.
Wouldn’t it be better to break a few bones now and learn a lesson rather than have his soul burn from knowledge?
“It worked, Professor! I think it worked!”
“?!!!!”
Professor Garcia accidentally broke the pocket watch he was holding to check time.
That’s how surprised he was.
“Uh, Professor. Did something happen to make you angry?”
“I just broke this because I was surprised, so don’t worry about it, Student Lee Han.”
“Professor, do you have trouble controlling your strength when you’re surprised?”
Lee Han asked seriously.
Since he would have to learn many things under Professor Garcia from now on, this was a matter of survival.
Maybe he should keep his distance from Professor Garcia on stormy days or in areas where spirit monsters appear…
“Don’t ask useless questions and just try the magic quickly.”
“Yes. From instant to moment, from moment to minute!”
Along with the incantation, Lee Han could clearly feel his perceived time stretching.
Actually, this magic wasn’t that effective by itself.
First of all, it was magic that only extended perceived time, not the mage’s entire time.
People often felt as if time slowed down when they fell into crisis.
This magic created a phenomenon similar to that sensation.
Naturally, hands, feet, and wands moved sluggishly, unable to keep up with the speed of thought.
‘It’s hard to adapt.’
Pop!
Professor Garcia quickly displayed a problem in the air.
Even if the body couldn’t keep up with time, there were sufficient advantages just from having accelerated consciousness.
A mage arrives at a village and is measuring the area of a field. In the following diagram, the number that minimizes the sum of areas enclosed by curves and straight lines is…
‘Did I make it too difficult?’
He thought it would be enough just to check perceived time, but utilizing accelerated thinking was also more important than expected.
This magic would be used more as a foundation or connection for time magic to be learned later rather than for its own application.
To train the technique of instantly accelerating thought quickly, problems much more difficult than usual were good.
It had to be difficult enough that it couldn’t be solved within the time limit so that thinking could be kept moving continuously.
But when Lee Han remained too still, Professor Garcia worried slightly.
If it felt so difficult that it was hard to even approach, then he had chosen wrong…
“Professor.”
In the meantime, Lee Han, whose magic had ended, opened his mouth.
“Was the problem very difficult?”
“No. It’s not that, it’s a problem Professor Knighton gave last year.”
“What? Why did Professor Knighton give this last year?”
Professor Garcia tilted his head in confusion.
This wasn’t a 1st year problem.
“He gave it to me separately, telling only me to solve more difficult ones.”
“…”
Shock and horror.
At the unexpected fact, Professor Garcia was left speechless.
Not Professor Verdus or Professor Bagrek, but even Professor Knighton!
‘I trusted him because he was from the bureaucracy…!’
The atmosphere of Einroguard must drive even normal outsiders crazy.
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“Professor. Come to think of it, what did you say earlier?”
Lee Han, who had trained again with a different problem (this time it was a problem of measuring the position of a charging troll assault captain), asked as he remembered what Professor Garcia had said earlier.
“I said it’s club week next week so many outsiders will come, and Student Lee Han will probably be called to many places.”
“Wh… why is there such a week?”
Lee Han looked at Professor Garcia with eyes full of despair and betrayal.
That gaze was so earnest that Professor Garcia almost mistook himself for having created club week.
“…I didn’t organize it, Student Lee Han!”
“The upperclassmen should be doing research, so why are they wasting their magical lives on such useless time?”
‘Pr… Principal?!’
Professor Garcia felt familiarity in Lee Han’s grumbling appearance and was horrified.
That was the appearance of the Skeleton Principal that Professor Garcia had seen during his school days.
“Student Lee Han. Of course you might dislike outsiders coming to Einroguard, but these events are absolutely necessary. There were festivals last year too, right? There are things you can only learn when outsiders come in.”
The Skeleton Principal didn’t particularly like outsiders coming to play, but objectively speaking, outsiders were absolutely necessary for Einroguard too.
How could you extract gold coins from someone with a thick purse of gold coins?
The answer was to invite them to the school with appropriate excuses and then show them research with a shiny exterior.
Empire people who visited Einroguard after receiving invitations from various clubs would willingly invest in research through persuasion and excitement, sometimes through threats and fear.
“And Einroguard students need to meet more outsiders. When they only stick together among themselves, they keep going crazy.”
“…”
Professor Garcia’s words were harsh but hard to refute.
Even from Lee Han’s perspective, it didn’t seem good for Einroguard students when they were gathered together.
It wasn’t for nothing that when the dark magic school created venomous solitude for curses, they poured lots of poisonous insects into jars.
The insect that won by fighting each other in the confined space until the end was the most vicious and powerful…
‘Wait. The Principal didn’t get the idea for Einroguard from venomous solitude, did he?’
“I understand, Professor. But I can’t help worrying since I’ve joined many clubs.”
“Hmm. You could think about it differently.”
“Since I’ve joined many clubs, I can receive a lot of sponsorship and investment?”
“…No, I’m telling you to talk to the upperclassmen now and say ‘I want to reduce my workload a bit.'”
“Professor. I say that every time.”
Lee Han spoke with a sense of injustice.
Anyone watching would think he was someone who dug his own grave.
But Lee Han had been rejecting all the unreasonable proposals from his upperclassmen.
Of course, he did accept and work on some proposals, but that was unavoidable as a junior who had to be mindful, and also because it was beneficial for Lee Han himself.
“…Isn’t it because you keep making exceptions saying it’s unavoidable and then do well at it? Just now with the magic too, you could have learned it moderately and slowly, but you forced yourself to learn it quickly.”
“What? Did I do that?”
Professor Garcia clenched his fist tightly.
Fortunately, Lee Han didn’t notice. If he had noticed, he would have distanced himself outside the lecture hall.
“You can forget about it. Haha. Student Lee Han. Shall we learn the next magic?”
“You seem a bit angry, Professor…”
“That can’t be. Now!”
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The next magic Lee Han learned was 3rd circle, 【Lesser Time Deceleration】 and 【Lesser Time Acceleration】.
Both were magic cast on external objects rather than the mage, possessing the power to accelerate or decelerate the time of objects.
Even though it was cast on objects rather than the mage personally, this magic involved several complex formulas and processes, which required the 【Lesser Internal Time Extension】 that Lee Han had completed today as a foundation.
The amount of calculations was so vast that it could only be completed by extending the mage’s own thinking time.
‘Since I’ve moved up to second year, it seems like Professor Garcia is pushing me a bit harder too.’
Lee Han thought to himself as he walked.
It felt a bit strange that Professor Garcia kept asking ‘Do you think you can complete this today too?’ ‘You’re honestly trying to complete it, right?’
Could it be indirect pressure?
-Kyaang!
‘What’s that sound?’
Lee Han, who had come down to Basement Level 1, was puzzled by what sounded like someone’s scream of pain.
It was quite a familiar voice.
-Kyaang!!
“…”
Lee Han’s face hardened as he continued walking.
The screaming sounds were coming from inside Professor Bagrek’s 【Understanding Intermediate Combat Magic】 lecture hall on Basement Level 1.
-Master. Why do we have to attend lectures?
“That’s what I’d like to know.”
Lee Han couldn’t deny that the Baby Basilisk’s question hit the essence of the matter.
Why must students attend lectures and suffer?
Perhaps it was a difficult question that might never be answered in a lifetime.
‘Maybe mages should explore this first before other high-dimensional truths.’
-I don’t want to go in. Waaah…
The Baby Basilisk was truly afraid of Professor Boladi, making whimpering sounds as Lee Han tried to open the door.
Of course, there was the grace of being brought here and having a nest made, but even considering that, Professor Boladi had done too many things that would lose him points.
“Do you want to go back to the dormitory?”
However, the Baby Basilisk shook its head vigorously.
Being separated from its master was scarier than the crazy professor.
Lee Han opened his mouth to comfort the Baby Basilisk.
“Hmm. Professor Bagrek isn’t an incredibly bad person. He’s more virtuous than Professor Verdus or the Principal.”
-Isn’t there anyone else?
The Baby Basilisk was certainly clever. It immediately realized that the comparison subjects weren’t exactly good examples.
But Lee Han couldn’t delay any longer. He opened the door to attend the lecture.
“Cloak. Swallow me.”
After casting the spell and entering, as expected, one underclassman was struggling against an orb.
Professor Boladi spoke without even glancing over.
“You have permission, so you can dispel the invisibility.”
“Oh. Really?”
Lee Han asked in surprise as he dispelled the invisibility.
Originally, Einroguard upperclassmen weren’t supposed to make contact with first-year students, but there were exceptions to this rule.
They could be mobilized when help was needed for the professors’ education.
And there was the unavoidable circumstance that Professor Boladi’s other disciples didn’t exist.
Naturally, there was no one but Lee Han to step forward…
‘He really got permission. The Principal is surprisingly kind to Professor Bagrek.’
If Professor Verdus had said he wanted to use Lee Han additionally, the Skeleton Principal’s personality would likely have sent him to the punishment room.
Wouldn’t that wicked intention of trying to use even a second-year student when other upperclassmen weren’t enough be detestable?
But Professor Boladi…
‘I probably would have given permission too…’
“Eandurude.”
“!”
The Gorgon hybrid underclassman looked at Lee Han in surprise, then lost control of the flying spirit stone orb and got hit.
Eandurude rolled around making a pitiful ‘kyaang’ sound.
“It seems too early for the Professor to be attacking.”
Lee Han said cautiously, reading the situation.
Usually Lee Han wouldn’t dare object to Professor Boladi’s actions, but somehow it was a bit different when an underclassman was getting hit.
Professor Boladi answered with an expressionless face.
“I’m not attacking.”
“…?!”
Only then did Lee Han realize that Eandurude was practicing telekinesis magic alone.
He had been moving the spirit stone orb to draw a certain pattern, then lost control by mistake and attacked himself.
“Ah. I’m sorry. So you were still at that stage. Underclassman. The lecture is over.”
Despite Lee Han’s call, Eandurude shook his head and tried to control the orb again.
Seeing this, Professor Boladi spoke with a slight hint of worry crossing his expressionless face.
“I’m concerned that he seems to be overexerting himself.”
“…What???”
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