Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 821
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Chapter 821
Still, as a junior from the same tower (though the fact that he was Diret’s friend was a bigger factor), Lee Han tried to offer a bit of defense.
“He’s not a bad person.”
“What? He’s Verdus’s top student. How is he not a bad person?”
‘Damn. She’s being logically pirate-like.’
Lee Han felt hopeless from the very start of his defense.
How could he defend someone when she started by bringing up the fact that he was Professor Verdus’s disciple!
“…I’m also Professor Verdus’s disciple.”
“You naive kid. Are you defending him because he’s a senior from the same school? I guarantee you, that arrogant ‘Little Verdus’ doesn’t even think of you as his junior.”
“Well, I don’t really think of him as my senior either…”
“…”
Ragesa wondered anew if Einroguard’s enchantment magic school was really okay like this.
It seemed to have even less unity than pirates.
“Then why are you defending him?”
“I happened to have a chance to see that bronze golem.”
“Ah. That thing. It was well made.”
“What did Little Verdus senior say that made you so angry?”
“He came looking for me with the bronze golem.”
“And?”
“That’s it?”
“…”
Perhaps sensing Lee Han’s bewildered look, Ragesa explained in more detail.
“You kid. You know about the gold coin box that Torgerd’s daughter sent to Verdus, so don’t you really understand what it means for his top student to boldly come looking for me with a bronze golem?”
“Maybe he purely wanted to compete with magic.”
“Hmph!”
Ragesa briefly explained the conversation that had taken place.
-Hello. Ragesa. I’m Yukveltire, a 5th year at Einroguard.
-I know. You’re Verdus’s disciple.
-That’s right.
-Do you know what it means for his disciple to come looking for me like this, knowing about the bad blood between me and Verdus?
-Ragesa. Mages are only evaluated by magic, there’s no reason to drag out past grudges or wrongs.
-The master’s affairs are the master’s affairs, so you as the disciple have nothing to do with it?
-That’s right.
-Hmph. Well, I suppose I’m also responsible for being fooled by that Verdus bastard… Even to his disciple because of that…
-That’s right.
-…Get lost!
‘Hmm. Yukveltire senior was definitely in the wrong.’
Lee Han regretted trying to defend his senior just moments ago.
Why did he try to defend such a person?
If it had been Lee Han, he would have shown some showmanship by saying ‘The one who deceived you is at fault! I’ll go catch him right away!’
“Little Evil Verdus senior originally lacks awareness.”
“He seemed that way. That’s why he’s Verdus’s disciple.”
“Couldn’t you give him one more chance? That bronze golem is really a well-made item.”
“…Agh! Fine. I’ll give him one more chance, if only out of pity for you, the kid playing caretaker. Bring it later.”
“I’m not Yukveltire senior’s caretaker though.”
“I wasn’t talking about Little Verdus, but saying you’re the caretaker for the kids in your year?”
“??”
* * *
‘I’m worried though.’
Lee Han was worried even as he headed to the healing magic lecture hall.
It was because he had been unable to attend the previous lecture for unavoidable reasons.
Of course, being kidnapped by a crazy ancient mage was a reason worthy of consideration…
‘The healing magic school honestly might not consider it worthy.’
The healing magic school, suffering from severe manpower shortages, found each person’s departure critical.
How desperate must they have been for the Skeleton Principal to allow the extreme measure of forcing all 1st years to attend?
Nevertheless, upon becoming 2nd years, the healing magic school showed the highest dropout rate.
Just talking about his immediate friends, very few people belonged to the healing magic school.
“Oh. Senior Fil!”
At times like this, the most reliable thing was indeed seniors.
Unlike other 5th year students, Fil from the healing magic school had never appeared in external activities, presentations, or research.
Lee Han knew the reason without having to ask.
‘He must have been working while following the professor around…’
“You…!”
“Nice to see you.”
“I was relieved thinking you had finally given up on the healing magic school!”
“…”
Ragesa, who was nearby, excitedly took out snuff from her pouch, thrilled by the already interesting conversation.
‘This is Einroguard!’
“No, why would you think that? I’m an all-school student.”
“Honestly, I thought you could be recognized as all-school even without taking the healing magic school…”
Fil said with a troubled expression. Lee Han asked just in case.
“Did I get expelled from the school for skipping the last lecture without permission?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? Our school doesn’t have expulsion. We’d drag you out even from the Empire’s prison to put you to work.”
“Senior. Um. There’s an outside guest, so please lower your voice…”
“Ah. Sorry. That was just a joke.”
“Kihihi. Continue. Keep going.”
Fil was too tired and exhausted to ask who Ragesa was, and his junior was more urgent.
“Not expulsion, but since you didn’t come, I thought you had finally realized the importance of choice and focus…”
“…I was just kidnapped.”
“Oh my. Really? What happened to the other party?”
From his senior’s reaction, Lee Han realized this person really hadn’t heard much outside news.
Someone locked in the punishment room would probably have faster news.
“It’s a long story. Anyway, Senior. I’m worried about missing the last lecture, can I keep up?”
“You handled the 2nd year curriculum on your own last year, so of course you can keep up.”
“Hey. Tell me more about that story.”
Ragesa pressed an Empire gold coin into Fil’s hand, encouraging him. Fil looked bewildered as he pocketed the coin.
“That’s not difficult… but we need to go to the lecture hall first. This week is also mini-exam week.”
“!”
Only then did Lee Han realize from his senior’s words that this fourth week was usually when pop quizzes were held.
‘No. They’re giving exams even during club week… I was too foolish. Of course they would.’
Reproaching himself for almost asking such a stupid question, Lee Han asked his senior.
“What’s the exam?”
“Sorry, but I don’t know either. We’ll have to go see.”
“??”
For a moment he wondered if his senior was lying, but there was no wavering in Fil’s expression.
‘What?’
Usually 5th year students who helped professors had no choice but to know the exam content.
Just last year, one unfortunate first-year student heard the exam content from a professor while helping other friends with their tests…
“More importantly, you missed the last lecture. What was it that you didn’t hear… Wait. Let’s just cover a few important things.”
“Ah. Yes.”
When his senior was about to talk about healing magic, Lee Han focused and listened attentively.
“First of all, you’ve become a second-year and a proper member of the healing magic school.”
“Yes.”
“You need an alias.”
“…”
“Oh right. Not an alias, a nickname. If we call it an alias, the intention looks suspicious, so don’t forget we call it a nickname.”
Lee Han had already learned about the identity of healing mages, which was better kept vague for specific reasons.
To avoid being dragged out even on rest days, it was better to use a common and hard-to-remember nickname.
“What alias will you use?”
“Uh, Gainando…”
“No good. Too long and easy to remember. One or two characters at most.”
“I’ll think about it later. What else?”
“Other things… there’s nothing really.”
“…Really?”
“Like I said, you learned the second-year curriculum by yourself last year.”
Treating wounds like cuts or lacerations usually started from the second year.
In the first year, they practiced from the very basics.
“Ah. There come the ‘Demon’ and ‘Goat’ underclassmen.”
“?”
Lee Han turned his head to see who on earth had chosen such ridiculous aliases.
It was Tijiling and Angrago.
‘I was better off choosing Gonadaltes.’
-How about Basilisk?
When the baby basilisk asked in a bright voice, Lee Han subtly changed the subject.
“I’ll think about it later. Hey guys. Over here!”
The two spotted Lee Han and looked surprised.
Then they said.
“Didn’t you decide to quit the healing magic school?”
“I thought you decided to quit?!”
“…”
When Lee Han looked at Fil, his senior said with an embarrassed face.
“I was so happy I might have talked too much to the underclassmen.”
* * *
The healing magic school’s lecture, 【Practical Healing Magic】, had several unique features.
First, the unique point was that second-years, third-years, and fourth-years all mixed together to attend.
Next was the lecture hall.
Unlike professors who usually didn’t like conducting lectures in their own magic towers, Professor Alcasis conducted lectures in her magic tower, the Dogyu Hall.
It was partly because she found it troublesome to look for separate lecture venues, but the facilities of Dogyu Hall also played a part.
“!!!”
Not only Lee Han but his friends also looked up at the sky with shocked expressions.
Dozens of wyverns were rapidly coming and going. Anyone would mistake it for an attack.
However, the wyverns weren’t here because of an attack.
The wyverns, each carrying flags indicating where they came from and for what purpose, stopped in mid-air, dropped patients to the ground, and returned.
Then the magic tower, Dogyu Hall, used magic spread around the area to suck the patients into the tower before they hit the ground.
Starting from this vicinity, patients from all over the Empire who needed healing magic had rushed here to Einroguard as quickly as possible.
The Death Knights who were diligently managing the aerial traffic greeted Lee Han warmly when they saw him.
-Oh. Student Lee Han. Didn’t you quit the healing magic school?
“…”
“I’m really sorry…”
Fil couldn’t lift his head from embarrassment.
“More importantly, is it okay to have this many patients?”
“It’s usually like this when there are many. Let’s pray the patients aren’t too sick. That way the exam will be easier too.”
Only then did Lee Han realize what the healing magic pop quiz was.
The patients who rushed in from time to time were the exam.
“Phew, is everyone here? Oh. Senior Fil, you came too!”
Falkrious, an enormously large priest from the cooking club, was handing out sandwiches he had personally made at the entrance of Dogyu Hall.
Then he was surprised to see Lee Han.
“Didn’t you quit the healing magic school?!”
“…Senior Fil spread false rumors.”
“Oh my! Anyway, that’s good. Is it not good for you, Wardanaz? Uhaha! Everyone go upstairs! Hurry!”
Pushed by Falkrious, they went up to Dogyu Hall where a huge hall wider than a banquet hall appeared.
The healing magic school students who had already arrived were divided by year and treating patients.
-Where should this patient go?
-To the second-year section.
-What about this patient?
-To the third-year section.
-This patient…
-Ask one more time and I’ll turn you into a patient!
-S-sorry, Professor.
In the hectic atmosphere, Lee Han and his friends also hurried to move to the second-year section.
At that moment, Fil and Falkrious simultaneously grabbed Lee Han’s shoulders from both sides.
“?”
“Uh, well…”
“Phew. Senior Fil and I were going to take you to the fourth-year area.”
“No, you bastard!”
“Huh. Isn’t that right?”
Falkrious was confused by Fil’s reaction.
“No matter what, it should be the third-year area! Why take him to the fourth-year area already! Even third-year is too fast!”
“He has a lot of mana and can use fourth circle magic, so he can assist sufficiently, right? If it’s just assisting, third-year or fourth-year…”
“That’s true, but…”
While Fil was being overwhelmed by logic, Tijiling and Angrago read the situation and quickly spirited Lee Han away to the second-year area.
“Hey, hey! You cowards! Come back! Return Wardanaz!”
“Falkrious, you’re noisy!”
“Sorry, Professor!”
Ragesa watched this entire scene with satisfaction, then quietly went downstairs.
If she stayed here long, knowing Alcasis’s personality, she would definitely assign work to her too!
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