Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 838

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Chapter 838

Fortunately, this time he hadn’t been dragged away by Sarataan but had simply collapsed.

Lee Han, who had fallen backward, asked in a voice mixed with despair.

“Did Gainando really carry me?”

“To be precise… he supported you.”

“Lee Han!”

Gainando, freed from Ragesa’s magic, approached cheerfully without understanding the situation.

“I held back Lady Ragesa!”

“?”

“??”

His friends were puzzled by this strategic purpose they were hearing for the first time, but Lee Han calmly nodded.

“I see.”

Smack!

“Ow!”

“Hey, you bastard. You kept talking about the prophecy! How could you touch me just because I collapsed!”

“…That… but it was an emergency! The White Tiger Tower guys might have kidnapped and taken you away!”

-What kind of bastard is that??

-Hey, you crazy prince! What would we do by kidnapping Wardanaz!

-But it would be nice if we kidnapped him, wouldn’t it? From meals to magic lectures…

-Shut up.

Ignoring the White Tiger Tower students protesting behind him, Gainando did his best to slander them.

Smack!

“When we need to work together, what kind of nonsense are you spouting!”

“Ah… no… those guys all participated too…”

The Blue Dragon Tower students who had brought Lee Han together quickly averted their gazes.

Only Adenart was restless, not knowing what to do.

She had made the same mistake as Gainando but felt more guilty since she alone wasn’t being scolded.

“Right… right! Adenart participated too! The bad luck must have doubled because of her!”

‘He’s my friend, but he’s really trash.’

The Blue Dragon Tower students were amazed.

How could he trip up another friend in that situation?

“I’m sorry, Wardanaz.”

Smack!

“You should have stopped them! You heard the most about the prophecy right beside me!”

When he hit with the changed staff, it made a much more cheerful sound than before.

After venting his anger with three knocks, Lee Han sighed deeply.

“Fine. What can we do about it now.”

‘Damn… why not do that before hitting…’

Gainando grumbled inwardly.

If he was going to let it go, where was the harm in doing it before hitting?

“Since it was an action to avoid the prophecy, just because you broke it doesn’t mean twice the bad luck will come. It might already be over.”

Tijiling spoke to comfort Lee Han.

They had to avoid contact with royalty to avoid bad luck, but since they had already experienced bad luck by contacting royalty, it was already done. Contacting royalty a few more times wouldn’t bring multiple times the bad luck.

Siana, who was listening nearby, tilted her head and asked.

“I don’t really know divination magic, but isn’t bad luck sometimes like a shower that ends once you block it, but there’s also bad luck that lingers like dark clouds? In the case of such bad luck, it seems like additional bad luck would come each time you break the prophecy like that.”

“…Thank you for the good point…”

Tijiling, who had tried to comfort Lee Han by cleverly distorting the truth, became dejected.

Lee Han also became dejected. Siana, who only then realized she had misspoken, panicked.

“Ah, no! The bad luck might all be over!”

“It might not be over. I met an archduke demon and met a spirit king, so… hmm… next I might meet a dimensional monster.”

“But the spirit king was kind!”

“Priest Siana. I wasn’t talking about Gwangmok King.”

“??”

Lee Han sighed lightly again and stood up.

He couldn’t know whether the bad luck was over or whether it would come rushing because of additional contact when it wasn’t over yet, but he had to prepare to escape for now.

Since Gwangmok King had promised and opened this dimension, almost no time would have passed outside, but he didn’t know what would happen if they exceeded the originally set time.

Starting from time suddenly accelerating, in the worst case, the dimensional gate itself might disappear.

“Everyone, let’s start moving. Wait. Lady Ragesa. Your mana flow seems strange – did you perhaps drink alcohol?”

“It’s a long story, young one.”

* * *

Professor Ingoldel was sitting with Catten, a 5th year White Tiger Tower student, reading through accumulated reports.

“Jahan. You don’t need to help. Polish your swordsmanship.”

“It’s fine. I’ll help and then practice.”

Catten of the Jahan family was quite famous among the Empire’s swordsmen despite still being a student.

There were widespread rumors that he was a genius talent who would follow after Jicklin of the Moradi family.

Since Professor Ingoldel knew this, he was quite interested in Catten.

‘It’s regrettable.’

As a 0-school student, there wasn’t much Catten could help with even when trying to assist the professor.

Since the Skeleton Principal was getting angry and harassing him to do something, he was helping Professor Ingoldel’s work, but from Professor Ingoldel’s perspective, he strongly wished Catten would just focus on swordsmanship.

What speaks to a swordsman’s value is the sword, not various miscellaneous tasks.

“Hup!”

After finishing sorting documents, Catten swung his sword beside him. As sword light flashed dozens of times, sprouts bloomed in front.

“Haha! I did it! Professor! Did you see? If I practice ten thousand more times, I might be able to create saplings!”

“…”

Professor Ingoldel watched Catten with a very complicated expression.

Originally, each student had their own swordsmanship, and Professor Ingoldel’s policy was to help them learn that swordsmanship rather than arbitrarily changing the direction, but…

Every time he watched what Catten was doing, the words ‘How about just focusing on swordsmanship?’ rose to his throat.

Professor Ingoldel sighed inwardly and held back.

Wouldn’t Catten know that he could grow much faster by purely dedicating himself to swordsmanship?

When talent and desire matched, it was a blessing, but just because they didn’t match didn’t mean one had to follow talent.

If Catten wanted it, Catten had the right to go that path.

…Even if it was frustrating for those watching.

‘I should read the students’ reports.’

Professor Ingoldel shook his head lightly and grabbed the reports submitted by students.

Reading such reports instead of swords often felt awkward, but this too was something that had to be done from a teaching standpoint.

‘Come to think of it…’

Professor Ingoldel felt puzzled.

The students had submitted much faster than expected, and all of them had submitted.

‘Did they all move together?’

A smile formed on the scarred elf professor’s lips.

Personally, there was nothing more joyful than seeing students cooperate.

The 2nd year students had been bickering with each other, but they showed unity whenever they faced crises.

Thinking he had chosen the quiz well, Professor Ingoldel was pleased.

‘I should give tests like this next time too.’

Professor Ingoldel paused while picking up reports one by one and checking names.

“…??”

Hello. Professor Ingoldel. I didn’t attend the lecture, but I felt wronged for all my hard work, so I’m leaving this. If there’s anyone from the White Tiger who wrote worse than me, please let me know. I’d be grateful.

-Gainando

Surprisingly, even among other tower students who didn’t attend the lecture, some had submitted reports.

Professor Ingoldel checked the names with a bewildered expression. It wasn’t just one person, but about five or six.

‘…Just how many of them went?’

She was perplexed, wondering if perhaps all the second-years had gone.

Professor Ingoldel looked for Wardanaz’s name. At times like this, it was right to start with the report from the most trustworthy student.

5 Days with Gwangmok King, Arrogance Duke, Spirit Oppressor, Tujeonsseungmogwang, and the Admiral of the Southern Raiding Fleet.

-Wardanaz Lee Han

“…”

Professor Ingoldel wondered if she should avoid giving such assignments to the grade with the Wardanaz family boy for a while.

* * *

“Senior. Would you please look at the form of this staff?”

“It’s too classical.”

When Yukveltire saw the tree branch form that Lee Han had brought, she made a rarely seen disgusted expression.

This was really a staff style that was only used in the old days.

“Are there no other flaws besides that?”

“Classical styles are classical for a reason. There’s naturally a reason for it. But Wardanaz family junior.”

Yukveltire paused for a moment, then stared intently at Lee Han with her blue eyes.

“The distance seems different from usual.”

“Ah. Is that so?”

Lee Han spoke as if surprised from the opposite side of the lecture hall. Since he was speaking with mana infused, it rang out clearly even from far away.

Yukveltire stretched out her finger as if asking what he was doing.

“Come over here and talk.”

“No, senior. I’ve caught an infectious disease, you see.”

“An infectious disease?”

“Yes. The dark magic school is prone to catching infectious diseases.”

“That’s true. Diret was like that too.”

Yukveltire nodded.

Lee Han, who had brought something random to avoid contact, suddenly felt sad.

“That’s interesting.”

“That I caught an infectious disease?”

“Yeah. What kind of infectious disease did you catch?”

Originally she wasn’t very interested in healing magic or that kind of alchemy, but if it was an infectious disease that could affect even a junior with so much mana, she was curious.

What kind of magical disease could it be to penetrate through all that mana?

“Uh… it’s roughly like a disease where Arrogance Duke and Gwangmok King joined forces.”

“Really? Show me.”

When Yukveltire approached, Lee Han quickly backed away. He even put up telekinetic barriers around himself.

“Wardanaz family junior. If you’re worried about spreading the disease, you don’t need to worry. I’m wearing defensive artifacts.”

“I see. But this disease penetrates through all of that too.”

“I’m even more curious now. Show me.”

“Wait. Please tell me about the staff’s flaws first. Why did you recommend putting the tree branch inside the core and surrounding it with black magnetite last time?”

Yukveltire was curious about what kind of disease involved Arrogance Duke and Gwangmok King joining forces, but she held back and explained first.

“Because it’s the most efficient.”

“Are you saying this current one isn’t efficient?”

“That form is specialized for ancient magic. That’s why it’s classical. There’s no need to take losses when using current Empire magic.”

“…”

Lee Han realized what she meant and his face hardened.

‘That bastard Black Book?’

Even so, when teaching magic to a student learning modern magic, it should adapt to modern styles, but what was it doing giving an old-style staff just because it was an old magic book?

It was an utterly shameless bastard.

“I can’t change this shape, right? Especially if there’s something like a sealed Spirit King inside?”

Instead of answering, Yukveltire remained silent and stared at him.

Lee Han could read the meaning: ‘Are you really Diret’s junior, asking such a stupid question?’

“I understand.”

“Good. Then now about the infectious disease…”

“Then I’ll see you next time when I put in the black magnetite. Senior. Farewell!”

Lee Han quickly opened the lecture hall door and rushed outside. He heard someone calling from inside, but he ignored it, pretending not to hear.

You’ve obtained the tree branch. That’s only natural.

“…Master. Do you happen to know the word ‘well done’?”

At the sight of the insane doppelganger appearing without being called and giving praise, Lee Han asked cautiously.

The insane doppelganger snickered.

I also know the word ‘pathetic’. You fool. Don’t try to get praised for something obvious.

“…”

Lee Han wasn’t someone starved for praise, but when he had safely escaped from Gwangmok King->Arrogance Duke->Evil Oppressor of Spirits->Tujeonsseungmogwang, he wanted to hear at least a word of praise.

‘Am I asking for too much?’

Tell me what happened.

“Yes. This happened…”

Lee Han reported that the Black Book had borrowed his body to cast evil magic.

‘Wait. Come to think of it, does the insane doppelganger know what all these spells are?’

If they were magic created before the separation, there was a high possibility it knew.

“Do you know what this magic is?”

Yes. Dendrobium is a tree that royalty used to raise.

“…You raised a tree that absorbs human essence???”

…It’s magic that honors that tree. You fool.

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