Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 805

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Chapter 805

-Isn’t it strange that he didn’t notice?

One of the Death Knights said as if he couldn’t understand.

Thinking about the situation they had just heard, it would be strange not to be suspicious.

First showing suspiciously excessive interest, then claiming not to know who Wardanaz was, and then hurriedly running away every time he visited the club…

Intarendals answered that question with a genuinely perplexed attitude.

“I thought he would be a much more evil and rough mage.”

-Ah!

-So that’s what it was!

The Death Knights immediately understood.

Certainly, Intarendals’s words were convincing.

They too, if the Skeleton Principal went somewhere and told them to find his successor so-and-so, would probably start by looking for a mage with three heads and six arms.

A normal-looking mage was just too…

…didn’t it not suit him!

‘What do you mean by that kind of thing?’

Lee Han cursed the Death Knights inwardly.

He should have sternly scolded such nonsense instead of agreeing with it.

“Wait. If you are Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family, why did you hide your identity?”

“…Because I don’t really want to learn magic?”

“That, that’s nonsense! Don’t lie to me!”

Intarendals showed the most shocked expression of all the faces he had shown today, as if he absolutely couldn’t believe it.

Several of the Death Knights were also flustered.

-Does the successor sometimes not want to learn magic?

-Hmm. Depending on the opponent, that might be possible. But it is surprising. Seeing him learn under Beeble, I thought he wouldn’t care who he learned from as long as he could learn.

Fortunately, Lee Han was too busy dealing with Intarendals to hear the Death Knights’ conversation.

If he had heard it, he might have flashed with anger.

“Why do you say it’s a lie?”

“It’s an opportunity to learn magic from Master! Think about it. You were born as a prince of a nameless small country. Such a person became one who destroys kingdoms and melts crowns! If you’re not the master of destiny, who could accomplish such things? And what a great honor it is to be able to learn from such a person!”

Intarendals’s voice contained sincere regret and faith.

Instead of persuading his opponent, Lee Han conversed with the Death Knights.

“Did the Principal destroy kingdoms and melt crowns too?”

-Well… we each offered our swords at different times…

-Could it be that incident? The one where he gathered kings and sewed them together?

-No. That didn’t destroy kingdoms or melt crowns.

‘I shouldn’t have asked.’

Actually, thinking about it, it didn’t really matter whether the Skeleton Principal had titles like 【Kingdom Destroyer】 or 【Crown Melter】 or 【One Who Sews Kings Together】.

What mattered was just refusing.

“No. I don’t like crowns or kingdoms…”

“What on earth is the reason?!”

“Your master teaches too harshly.”

“What!? Harsh, what kind of nonsense is that. Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family! Where on the continent is there such a generous Archmage?”

One Death Knight who couldn’t stand it anymore spoke up from the side.

-Listen. Intarendals. While you were dead, magical instruction on the continent became much more peaceful.

-If you kill disciples like in the old days, you get punished.

“…!!!”

Intarendals, a competent chamberlain, was fanatical and blind but not stupid.

He immediately understood what the Death Knights were talking about.

“This is ridiculous… Are you saying the corrupt customs of the current era interfere with Master’s teachings?”

-Corrupt… is it?

-Hmm. The young knights these days do seem a bit corrupt.

Despite being shocked, Intarendals quickly composed himself and spoke. Regardless of his personal shock, he had to faithfully carry out the task he was given.

“Good… very well. Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family. Then let us negotiate.”

“What negotiation? Just so you know, don’t think of swaying me with gold coins. No matter how much gold you pour into the Black Magic Academy, I won’t be easily tempted. Do you understand? I’m not someone who gets swayed by Imperial gold coins so easily…”

‘He’s becoming suspiciously talkative.’

The Death Knights thought to themselves.

If they had pushed just a little more with gold coins, he might have fallen to temptation!

“Lee Han of the Wardanaz Family. The reason I went around sponsoring various clubs was to ensure you wouldn’t be hindered by material aspects when learning magic from Master.”

Intarendals spoke in a serious voice.

It wasn’t that Intarendals had sponsored with evil intentions as Lee Han thought.

Of course, it resulted in evil sponsorship, but the intention itself was to create time for Lee Han.

Mages had to spend time on research and magic they weren’t interested in to secure gold coins.

How regrettable it would be if such wasted time reduced the time to learn from Intarendals’s master.

“And I’m not sure what you mean by Black Magic Academy.”

“Didn’t you sponsor the Black Magic Academy?”

“Yes. I sponsored them, but that wasn’t because of you, Lee Han. I sponsored them simply because it’s an academy that inherited Master’s magic.”

“…I, I see. Thank you. Please continue to support us a lot.”

“Haha… There must be many other good sponsors besides me.”

At Intarendals’s words, the Death Knights and Lee Han subtly averted their gazes.

They couldn’t bring themselves to tell the truth about this part.

“Anyway, Lee Han. I naturally thought that when I told you Master was looking for you, you would come filled with joy and delight…”

The plan of Intarendals, the competent chamberlain, was simple and perfect.

1. Enter the school during club week.

2. Sponsor Lee Han to give him more free time.

3. Welcome Lee Han who comes running filled with joy.

‘He’s talking crazy nonsense.’

Lee Han cursed inwardly.

“Did that mage criminal with a name similar to Antagondals not report anything?”

He had clearly expressed his refusal to Antagondals, yet such naive expectations.

He wondered if something had happened along the way that prevented the message from being delivered.

“Antagondals? A mage criminal?”

Intarendals looked puzzled and showed signs of contemplation.

Then he answered.

“I’m sorry, but Master originally ignores the words of worthless and insignificant beings. He separates the wheat from the chaff in words too.”

“…”

He had risked his life to come in, suffered through it all, only to have his report ignored by the main body.

Lee Han felt just slightly sorry for Antagondals. Being a mage criminal wasn’t easy work either.

“Lee Han. I’d like to discuss the negotiation.”

Intarendals, who had managed the Skeleton Principal’s affairs large and small as a chamberlain in life, immediately brought out his proposal.

If the world had changed, shouldn’t one adapt to it?

“First, you said Master’s teachings are harsh. How about this? For deaths within a week, I guarantee resurrection up to 3 times.”

“…”

-…

“Hmm. This doesn’t seem right either. I understand. Let me raise it a bit more.”

Intarendals read the atmosphere and began refining his negotiation terms more and more.

3 resurrections, 5 resurrections, 7 resurrections, death prohibition…

“Attack prohibition is nonsense. Lee Han! How can you learn magic without being attacked!”

-Tsk tsk. This is why people from the old days…

-They’re all stuffy and narrow-minded without exception. Utterly inflexible.

“?!”

The Death Knights vented their usual frustration of being mocked by students as old knights onto someone older than themselves.

Intarendals groaned in anguish.

“But… but the no-attack rule is… ugh. It can’t be helped. I’ll convey this. Though I doubt my master will approve. He’ll likely refuse.”

“If he refuses, there’s nothing we can do about it. Let’s respect each other.”

Lee Han answered indifferently.

In fact, if the Insane Doppelganger refused after hearing those words, it would be good for Lee Han, not bad.

“What other conditions might there be? Since we’re at it, please tell me.”

-Hmm. How about teaching in neutral territory? In a dimension where neither side can attack.

-Teaching through long-distance communication would be better. That would be much safer. We’d feel at ease if we’re inside mirrors.

“Long-distance… artifacts… communication… safe distance…”

Intarendals scribbled notes rapidly, waving his quill.

“More?”

-Student Lee Han must be quite busy attending many other lectures…

“But those lectures are garbage compared to my master’s teachings…”

-Hey! This old-fashioned fool again!

-Are you going to keep spouting such rigid nonsense!

“S-sorry. Please continue.”

-There should be appropriate compensation, shouldn’t there.

At the Death Knights’ subtle demand, Intarendals showed a troubled expression for the first time.

“But neither I nor my master have anything. He’s such an ascetic that he has no kingdom territories, no tax collection rights… All I have are vast amounts of Empire gold coins and jewels.”

“…”

-…That should suffice.

“Ah. Is that so? What a trivial compensation. I can confirm this much on my own authority.”

Lee Han began to seriously wonder just how much family gold Intarendals had embezzled.

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“Then I shall deliver this message.”

Intarendals spoke seriously while tied up and held by the Death Knights.

His expression was like that of a competent diplomat, but being completely bound made him look rather undignified.

-Farewell, Intarendals. Though we met because we serve different masters, it was pleasant to encounter a fellow from the old days. Return safely.

“I feel the same. Knights. How often does one meet knights who refuse eternal rest to pursue honor?”

The Death Knights warmly saw off Intarendals.

And as soon as Intarendals flew far away toward the mountain range, they spoke.

-Did you plant it well?

-Yes.

“??”

Lee Han asked, not understanding the conversation.

“What did you plant?”

-Ah. When we stabbed that fellow with our sword, we implanted a darkness scarab inside his body. We’ll know immediately if he approaches.

The Death Knights hated doing the same work inefficiently.

The next time he infiltrated the main building, Intarendals would start by taking several hits from darkness blades.

“…Everyone!”

Lee Han hugged the Death Knights in gratitude. The Death Knights nodded with pleased expressions.

“Wait. You didn’t plant anything in me, did you?”

-Truly a thought worthy of Lor-, no, Lord Wardanaz. It would die anyway due to your high mana density. Rather, I was a bit surprised you let that fellow go. Executing him, or at least imprisoning him forever, would have been options.

“Neither seemed like they’d be very effective. The Insane Doppelganger would just send the next minion anyway… I thought the best method would be to persuade that side to give up on me.”

The Death Knights exchanged subtle glances among themselves after hearing Lee Han’s words.

‘Think it’ll work?’

‘Doesn’t seem like there’s anyone to replace him.’

‘Actually, I think so too.’

“His pride is quite strong, isn’t it? If he receives such a counter-proposal, he might refuse to teach out of spite.”

-Hmm. That actually seems quite possible.

“Actually?”

-My jawbone is old and rotted, so my pronunciation often slips. Haha.

“…”

Hearing Lee Han’s words, the Death Knights raised the probability quite high.

Certainly, even if the Wardanaz Family Boy was an irreplaceable talent, wasn’t the other party’s pride just as strong?

With his disciple making such an impudent counter-proposal, he probably wouldn’t insist on teaching…

“Knights!”

Though only a few minutes had passed since he left, Intarendals returned quickly. The Death Knights grabbed their swords in surprise.

‘Were we discovered?’

“My master has given permission!”

-…

“…”

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