Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 822

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Chapter 822

However, Ragesa was complacent and let her guard down.

The Wardanaz Family Boy who was now dragged to the second-year area was very quick-witted in these kinds of situations.

“Professor Lagrindes!”

“??!”

The healing magic school students looked at Lee Han in shock.

What kind of nerve did that junior have to call out to a professor?

Calling Professor Alcasis during such a busy time required tremendous resolve.

If that junior asked even a useless question, he might end up lying on the sickbeds where patients were lying.

Professor Alcasis, who had been pulling out a patient’s organs with one hand and casting plague removal magic with the other, slowly turned his head.

The dark elf professor with layers of fatigue under his eyes looked at Lee Han with murderous intent that said ‘I’ll kill you if you called me for something useless.’

“What is it?”

“Professor! Torgerd’s daughter, Lady Ragesa, has come as a customer!”

“…”

Ragesa, who was going down the stairs, was so dumbfounded she couldn’t even speak.

How could a mere second-year be so skilled at Einroguard tactics?

“Lady Ragesa?”

“…Oh, it’s been a while.”

She thought about pretending not to hear, but resisting in another mage’s tower would only be a loss for her.

Ragesa gave up cleanly. If she wasted time resisting here, Professor Alcasis would even charge her for that.

“Perfect timing. Help me out. Come over here.”

“Kid, I came as a customer…”

Ragesa grumbled, but Professor Alcasis didn’t care. The professor was someone who could make even the Empire’s Emperor work if he visited the tower.

“Well done.”

“Haha. I merely informed you that a customer had arrived.”

It was quite rare for Professor Alcasis to praise any student.

Lee Han bowed his head flatteringly to not miss this opportunity.

“But why did you skip the last lecture?”

“…Uh, I was kidnapped by an ancient being.”

“…”

Professor Alcasis, who usually wouldn’t let his disciple’s laziness slide, was momentarily stunned by this answer, as if speechless.

“I, I see. Good thing you escaped. Have you decided on a pseudonym?”

“I haven’t decided yet.”

“Don’t drag it out. It’s not something to do that with.”

Professor Alcasis spoke in a roughly hoarse voice and waved his staff.

Then letters appeared in the air and began to combine.

“This magic will decide a suitable pseudonym for you.”

-Maybe Basilisk will come up.

‘I don’t think that will happen.’

When the baby basilisk spoke hopefully, Lee Han felt a bit sorry.

“Basilisk?”

The fatigue-worn dark elf professor stared intently at Lee Han’s sleeve. The frightened baby basilisk wrapped around Lee Han’s wrist even tighter.

“Ah. Yes. I happen to be raising one.”

“…”

“…”

The patient lying nearby and the healing magic school senior both looked at Lee Han simultaneously.

Could one normally raise a basilisk by chance?

“Basilisk venom is a specific remedy for lava sneeze plague, Ajaksha curse, and malachite poisoning. Seems like a good choice.”

“It’s still young so it can’t make venom well.”

Since it seemed like the baby basilisk would be dragged away like the alchemy school students had tried to do, Lee Han quickly made an excuse.

Then Professor Alcasis asked back as if he genuinely didn’t understand.

“If it can’t even make venom, why are you carrying it around?”

“…”

-I, I can make it. Should I make some?

-Be quiet.

Meanwhile, the letters floating in the air were completely combined. Alcasis threw it without even looking.

“Take it. It came out well.”

“Thank y…”

Osyu

‘What came out well?’

Lee Han suspected that Professor Alcasis had not only thrown it carelessly without looking, but had also cast the magic carelessly.

* * *

After the brief conversation with the professor, all students including Lee Han were put into actual practice.

Second-years as second-years, third-years as third-years, and Ragesa as Ragesa had to move in difficult and unfortunate ways.

“So, let’s see, when blue spots bloom like this on the back… you either ate blue king mushrooms wrong, or you’re already a corpse with black magic cast on you!”

“…Do I look like a corpse to you, mage?”

“Ah, no. Have you eaten any mushrooms recently?”

“Yes…”

Angrago avoided the patient’s suspicious gaze and hurriedly ran to get a potion from the shelf.

The huge shelf was filled with all kinds of labels, nameplates, potions and ingredients, making one dizzy just looking at it.

【Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Already Dead Patients】

【Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Patients Who Can’t Speak】

【Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Those Who Can Still Walk After Eating】

…

‘Found it!’

Angrago grabbed one of the potions above the 【Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Those Who Can Still Walk After Eating】 section and ran back.

It was easy to get confused sometimes because of Wardanaz, but cases like Wardanaz urgently stitching and sewing dozens of serious injuries alone were very rare.

Generally, healing school mages were given a bit more time.

Usually patients who came here had peculiar or difficult diseases that couldn’t be solved nearby, and since healing school mages’ top priority was figuring this out, it was even more so.

So most of the work was solved with pre-prepared potions and ingredients like this rather than magic.

Of course, the process included trial and error like asking patients if they were corpses…

Angrago removed the cork stopper and put the glass bottle to the patient’s mouth, making them gulp it down.

When the blue spots disappeared instantly, Angrago was pleased.

‘Already the third one!’

At this rate, he could say he had updated his personal best record.

Gaining confidence, Angrago glanced over. He was curious about how Wardanaz was doing.

“Gonadaltes. Hold the patient tight. It’s okay. He’s undead but a good guy. This would be cured right away with cold needle jade sleep.”

Lee Han waved his staff without looking back.

Then cold needle jade sleep flew from the distant shelf. The skeleton warrior who caught it quickly threw it into a small pot and began brewing the contents.

“It’s done. Now. Next person! Your arm is broken and you see hallucinations every time you breathe?”

‘What?’

Angrago tilted his head for a moment.

He couldn’t think of any disease where a broken arm caused hallucinations when breathing.

“Let me check. Hmm. You’re cursed with mana mutation. I need to get a potion… Ah, I’ll just push through this level with mana. Hold your breath for a moment. Done. I pushed out the curse. Try breathing. You’re fine, right? Now I’ll fix your broken arm. Next person!”

“…”

Lee Han began treating the patients in front of him at an absurd speed.

Having helped the healing magic school seniors with their work throughout last year, not to mention experiencing various real combat situations, Lee Han was well-prepared.

He had extensive knowledge about diseases and was extremely sharp at detection and sensing.

And if he felt he could solve it with his own mana, he would just push through with mana.

Thwack!

Spirits, evil spirits, and curse-type diseases couldn’t withstand the impact of high-purity mana well.

Seeing Wardanaz cure 10 patients in just 1 minute using only mana, Angrago felt something strange beyond amazement.

‘Wait a minute. It seems like only those kinds of patients keep coming to Wardanaz?’

Angrago felt something was off and looked around.

Just then, a patient had arrived at the third-year section.

“How is your condition?”

“I had to patrol near the grave at night for work, and from the next day, every time I close my eyes, I keep hearing strange laughter… ugh…”

“A weak evil spirit has possessed you. Do you see the second-year section over there? See that junior whose line is disappearing quickly? Go to him and ask him to push it out with mana.”

“…”

Only then realizing the truth, Angrago was outraged.

Even the fourth-year seniors, not just the third years, were doing similar things!

-Hey. This would be quite troublesome to treat… How many potions would it take? 【Lagrin’s Reverse Flame Potion】, 【Dobrooke’s Blood Drop Potion】, 【Birch Potion】…

-Let’s just send them to Wardanaz and ask him to push it out with mana.

-Won’t the mana consumption be too severe?

-It’s fine. Look at that line. He has more than enough.

“Wardanaz! You’re being deceived!”

“What?”

Lee Han was confused by Angrago’s call.

Being deceived?

Was he talking about enrolling in Einroguard?

“The seniors are sending patients to you!”

“…No. I already knew that. Angrago. Focus.”

“Please focus, Alpha.”

Not only Lee Han but even Tijiling sent reproachful looks. Angrago sat down in confusion.

‘Am I the strange one!? Aren’t the seniors the strange ones!?’

* * *

“Break!”

When no more wyverns came, Senior Falkrious shouted energetically.

Students quickly lay down everywhere.

Experienced Einroguard students could sleep anywhere. They spread their cloaks on the ground, cast simple cushioning and warming spells, then immediately fell asleep.

“Phew. Good work, Wardanaz.”

“Ah. Senior Falkrious. This should be enough to pass the exam, right?”

“You’ll get full marks anyway… And actually, grades aren’t that important in the healing magic school. What’s important is surviving with your sanity intact.”

“??”

Lee Han looked as shocked as if he’d heard the sky was falling.

Grades not being important? How could that make sense?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Hm? There are so few healing mages that grades don’t really matter. Even if you fail and graduate, you’ll be called up immediately.”

“…”

Hearing this harsh reality, Lee Han tried to deny it.

“But still, wouldn’t it be more advantageous… like being assigned to the Empire’s capital…”

“Hahaha! There are already healing mages there!”

Comfortable and pleasant places like the Empire’s capital didn’t have much demand for healing mages, and all the positions were already filled.

Usually, rookie healing mages were assigned to rough and difficult places where many people got injured.

‘…Well, I’m learning magic from other schools too…’

Lee Han quickly protected his mental state.

One of the few advantages of taking courses from all schools was that if your own school seemed doomed, you could find mental victory in other schools.

“Phew. Anyway, if you’re not going to sleep, follow me for a moment. I’ll show you something good.”

“Oh. Wait a moment.”

Lee Han tried to call his friends along too.

However, his friends had already fallen into peaceful sleep. Lee Han was about to splash water on Angrago but stopped.

Since becoming second years, even the White Tiger Tower students had started developing dark circles under their eyes.

“Let’s go. But what’s this good thing?”

Lee Han thought of snacks, escape methods using external patients, or evil backdoor deals.

If someone had survived to fourth year in this school without having any of those, that would be more frightening.

It would mean they had endured purely through good intentions and sense of responsibility.

‘Senior Falkrious wouldn’t be like that. I believe in him.’

“Do you see that mage lying over there? He’s a mage from the magic tower in the Mountain Range.”

“Yes. What kind of deal did that mage propose? Like letting us go out?”

“What are you talking about? I called you because the disease that mage caught is unique and interesting.”

“…”

Lee Han glared at Senior Falkrious with eyes full of betrayal.

To think he was this kind of person!

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