Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 873

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Chapter 873

Making a contract with a star was several times more difficult than finding one.

Under the Yachaowang’s harsh teachings, Lee Han could barely draw out fragments of the star’s power.

Hmm. It seems like you could draw out a bit more.

“I’ll be heading back now.”

Come to think of it, aren’t you curious about this area?

“I’ll be heading back now.”

That valley is where Osyu got beaten up…

“I’ll be heading back… Wait. What did you say?”

Lee Han, who had momentarily stopped, stared intently at the Yachaowang.

‘Could it be that this person knows everything and is doing this on purpose?’

However, the Yachaowang pointed to a distant valley with an unreadable expression.

That’s where the Kinnara and Gandharva live. They respect me as their king but don’t serve me. I too reign as king but don’t rule.

A Kinnara musician with a half-human, half-bird body spotted Lee Han and played music as if welcoming him.

The music imbued with unique magical power reminded him of a siren’s song, but the effect was the complete opposite. Lee Han felt his fatigue from concentrating on the star disappear.

“They seem like pleasant folks. …But why did they beat him up?”

Hmm. Though I didn’t ask, Osyu likely thought he needed their power. To advance upward, even scraping together all the wisdom and secrets of this dimension wouldn’t be enough, so it wouldn’t be strange for him to try to gain the power of the ancient races.

“So when exactly did he get beaten up?”

The Yachaowang ignored Lee Han’s words.

Osyu recovered here while convalescing, then went to find them. And he said this: ‘You who sing melodies and burn incense, a mage who inherited the dragons’ advancement speaks. Help me obtain the truth above. If you do, I will grant you greater freedom.’

“No way. They beat him up for saying that?”

Lee Han found himself taking the Skeleton Principal’s side without realizing it.

The current Skeleton Principal was one thing, but the Skeleton Principal of the past was someone who tried his best to do good deeds, yet they treated him so harshly.

When he glared at the Kinnara musician in the valley, the other party shrugged as if they knew nothing about it.

No. They didn’t beat him up just for saying that.

“Then what?”

When they ignored him, Osyu tried to use magic to gain recognition through force. That’s when he got beaten up.

Though young Osyu was also an Archmage who learned dragon magic, the Kinnara and Gandharva in that valley were warriors who had dealt with countless outsiders who came to this dimension over long years.

When the warriors took advantage of their familiar environment to attack, Osyu couldn’t hold out and retreated to the Yachaowang’s palace.

“…”

Are you thinking of revenge as his disciple? If so, I could help.

‘Could this be a trap?’

If you think I’ve set a trap, I’d like to point out that you’re wrong. Of course, I am their king, but I never swore to protect them absolutely. If Osyu’s disciple wants it…

“…No. It’s fine.”

Hmm. Is it because of your emotional attitude toward your master?

If he had to choose, Lee Han wanted to hit the Yachaowang one more time than those races.

“If Master had wanted revenge, he would have handled it himself. And wasn’t Master the one who tried to subdue them with force first?”

Indeed. But there are still parts that are hard to understand. Wouldn’t a mage naturally have to show their power in such situations? Let me say in advance that they are impossible to persuade. They have no interest in anything other than music and incense.

“If they’re impossible to persuade, couldn’t he just leave them alone and go somewhere else?”

Lee Han responded, wondering what nonsense the Yachaowang was spouting.

What would change by forcibly subduing such strong opponents and making them follow?

Knives might fly from behind, but it wasn’t a choice to make when facing such a high-difficulty goal.

Other places would be the same, wouldn’t they? In this dimension, very few lend their wisdom to outsiders. Kings like me are very exceptional.

“Just because the situation is hopeless doesn’t make foolish choices good choices…”

Hmm.

Lee Han was startled.

Surprisingly, the Yachaowang burst into hearty laughter.

‘Could he be doing this because I insulted the Skeleton Principal?’

The disciple is superior in some aspects too.

“What? What do you…”

It certainly wouldn’t be about magic, and though he thought it might be about character, Lee Han hesitated.

While he was confident of winning every battle against the current Skeleton Principal in terms of character, he wasn’t so sure about the past Skeleton Principal.

‘Honestly, it’s hard to believe, but objectively speaking, there might be some possibility that the Skeleton Principal was somewhat… quite… considerably… anyway, not insignificantly good in the past.’

In that case, Lee Han would likely lose the character battle too. Honestly, Lee Han wasn’t confident he could live like the past Skeleton Principal.

“Which aspect do you mean?”

If you don’t hold emotional resentment toward your master, I’ll tell you, but I can’t tell you in the current situation.

‘This bastard.’

Instead, let me tell you another anecdote. In that sky over there are demons, and Osyu was once deceived by them.

“Is that really true!?”

Yes. How he was deceived was…

The Yachaowang, who had been speaking, suddenly stopped.

Behind the Black Book, a dimensional gate began to ripple.

Hmm. Is it already time to return? I’ll be looking forward to your next visit.

“Wait, I want to hear the story about being deceived by demons before I go…!”

However, having already spent much time on celestial magic, the dimensional gate didn’t wait and swallowed Lee Han.

The Black Book bowed politely to the Yachaowang before following into the dimensional gate.

Left alone, the Yachaowang showed his respect.

A mage who had reached truth and his disciple deserved the king’s respect.

* * *

“Ugh.”

Waking up to sunlight streaming through the window, Lee Han groaned at the sensation of a giant dragon hugging him tightly. His telekinetic barrier was on the verge of breaking.

After quickly reinforcing his magic, Lee Han was about to wake Jowrin when he felt something in his pocket.

“!”

A familiar horn-shaped fragment.

It was a horn fragment like the one he had received from a yatcha within Einroguard’s territory. The difference was that it contained much deeper and more intense energy.

If Lee Han’s memory was correct, this was an item for requesting help.

‘…Huh, but can he come?’

Unlike the yatcha within the same territory, the Yachaowang was a being situated in a distant dimension.

He hadn’t made a contract with Lee Han and had no particular connection here, so Lee Han wondered if he could appear with just one horn fragment.

Thud-

While he was pondering, a collision sound came from outside the window.

Looking up, he saw a paper bird. The paper bird entered through a small gap and flew up to Lee Han. Then it began to spit out the voice contained within…

-Help m…

Thwack!

…but couldn’t. Jowrin, drowsy from sleep, irritably crushed the paper bird.

‘That sounded like Professor Verdus’s voice just now?’

While Lee Han was bewildered, several more paper birds flew in. Jowrin skillfully intercepted the paper birds with her wings and tail.

She wasn’t a dragon for nothing. Lee Han was newly impressed by Jowrin’s abilities.

“Your Majesty. Your Majesty.”

Mmm?

Still half-asleep, Jowrin half-opened one eye at Lee Han’s voice and looked around.

She could hear Lee Han’s voice from somewhere but couldn’t see him.

“I’m here.”

…Nooooooo!

Jowrin let out a scream so powerful it shook the dormitory tower.

To crush Lee Han while half-asleep!

Lee Han! You can’t die! You can’t die!

“I’m fine…”

“What’s the matter?”

Eandurude, who had picked fruits early in the morning for Jowurin, was startled by the scream.

Jowurin crushed Lee Han!!

“…Grrrr!”

Eandurude immediately showed hostility and glared at Jowurin. Jowurin hastily made excuses.

I, I didn’t do it on purpose…! I was half asleep…!

“Grrrrrrr!”

“I’m not dead.”

Lee Han amplified his telekinesis to lift Jowurin’s front paw and escaped. Jowurin, who had been sobbing, blinked at Lee Han’s unharmed appearance.

Is Lee Han sturdy enough not to get hurt?

“Absolutely not. I blocked it with magic.”

Lee Han answered immediately, worried that a misunderstanding might lead to even tighter hugs in the future.

Nevertheless, Eandurude glared at Jowurin like looking at a senior-killer. Jowurin sobbed and explained.

I, I was half asleep…

“Grrr.”

I didn’t do it on purpose!

“Grrr!”

“Eandurude. Calm down. If it was dangerous, I would have gotten out. More importantly…”

“What’s happening?!”

Before Lee Han could bring up Professor Verdus, Professor Bendozol came rushing in frantically.

He had heard Jowurin’s scream while camping in front of the Blue Dragon Tower.

“What on earth happened! Dragon! Which eternally cursed bastards startled you!”

I thought Jowurin had crushed Lee Han.

“You bastard! Making the Dragon have such a misunderstanding!?”

Don’t get angry at Lee Han!

Jowurin growled at Bendozol in warning. Bendozol looked like he wanted to strangle himself.

“I was wrong! Please calm down!”

Y, yes. I understand.

“I’ve prepared a meal. If you wish, I’ll have it brought in.”

Oh, Jowurin wanted to try having an Einroguard meal together with friends here…

“Haha. Absolutely not.”

Lee Han firmly stopped her.

If she ate the meals distributed at Einroguard, Jowurin could evolve into a mad dragon or demon dragon.

After persuasion, when Jowurin nodded, Bendozol began bringing in meals one by one.

“Hey! Bring in the food!”

The demons working at Einroguard grumbled as they transported the food.

What kind of pointless hardship is this because of that crazy professor!

On the huge banquet table, almost every dish that Einroguard students could imagine seemed to be laid out.

Potage made from pumpkins or potatoes, gratin and salad, Empire southern-style sauté, juicy wild boar and turkey meat stacked like towers, whole roasted and stuffed veal, fish dishes with sauce decorating a lake made of broth, custard and tart, soufflé and chocolate, pudding and cream…

Yoner, who was coming down rubbing his sleepy eyes, hesitated, wondering if he was under an illusion spell.

“Wh… what is this?”

“A meal prepared by the professor.”

“Does His Majesty usually eat things like this?”

Jowurin shook her head with a troubled expression, answering instead.

Jowurin didn’t eat this much to begin with.

“Professor. May we call other students to eat together?”

“Are you crazy??”

“Your Majesty. May we call other students to eat together?”

Yes.

Professor Bendozol glared at Lee Han once before going to call the students.

Other tower students who initially wondered what was going on arrived one by one, grasped the situation, and hurriedly called their friends.

“Praise to His Majesty!”

“Long live Prince Jowurin! Truly praise the mercy of royalty!”

“…Hey.”

Except for a few disgruntled royals, it was a happy time for everyone. Especially Jowurin, who suddenly received praise, seemed very excited.

Could you treat us the same way tomorrow?

“Of course, Dragon!”

Professor Bendozol answered with a happy grin.

His complaints about students eating had already disappeared far away.

Lee Han could see the faces of the demons moving food below the tower contorting fiercely.

‘Won’t the professor get attacked later?’

Excited Jowurin chattered to Lee Han.

Come to think of it, Lee Han. Jowurin caught bugs targeting Lee Han in her dream! Lee Han can rest assured. Jowurin will protect you outside of dreams too.

“That’s reassuring. Your Majesty… Ah.”

Only then did Lee Han remember the paper bird and hesitate.

‘Hmm. I can talk about it after we finish eating.’

Lee Han nodded to Gainando, who was tugging at his sleeve, and cut his steak for him.

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