Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 959

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Chapter 959

‘Is this… tears?’

Karnella felt hot liquid flowing down her cheeks.

It certainly wasn’t tears of worry about her junior being surrounded, but tears of joy.

The collapsed enemy formation was completely empty!

“Go in! Go in!”

“Hormashi. To the left! I’ll help my junior… Hey!”

Karnella ignored whatever her senior was saying and urged her dog on. The three-headed hellhound breathed sulfurous breath as it charged across the arena.

Now wasn’t the time to rescue her junior from the encirclement and bring him out.

Since the enemy was in chaos, it was time to hit them harder.

“Senior!”

Surprisingly, despite being surrounded in the middle of enemy territory, her junior noticed Karnella’s movement with incredible awareness.

His quick reaction made it seem as if he had left everything to the griffin and was just looking around before responding.

But that was impossible.

The display the griffin had just shown was a frenzied charge that only a true rider could demonstrate.

Without the hearts of rider and mount truly becoming one, such majesty couldn’t be displayed.

‘My junior is… a much better player than I thought!’

Karnella had to admit it.

Perhaps, just perhaps…

…that junior might be a slightly better Pogureugo player than Karnella!

To notice Karnella’s approach while rampaging like that.

Swoosh-!

Lee Han accurately hit and sent the ball flying. Karnella caught it and charged toward the goal.

-Waaaaaaah!

“Well done, junior! Much more than this Hormashi expected!”

“Ponrig did everything!”

“You don’t need to be that modest! I get it!”

“No, Ponrig really charged on his own!”

* * *

“Wardanaz! Wardanaz! Wardanaz!”

Angrago waved a flag hastily made from his cloak and shouted. Nearby, several people supporting the Einroguard Pogureugo club had already gathered.

Originally in such arenas, the crazy people clustered together and the cultured normal people of the Empire clustered together, so as time passed, they naturally separated like this.

“Hehehe! I really like this young fellow!”

The drunk spectators really liked Angrago.

“You lead us in some heckling! Make it spectacular!”

“!”

Angrago paused while waving his flag.

To lead these strangers in heckling the Granden City Pogureugo clubs.

Could he really do it?

“Come on!”

“Al, alright. Un… Unfard, Unfard. Too weak indeed. A player who gets his meals stolen, bed stolen, and gets kicked out, Unfard.”

“As a song?!”

“Huh, the lyrics are catchy and stick well. Let’s sing together!”

As people reacted enthusiastically, Angrago inwardly sighed in relief.

‘Thank you, Dalcard!’

Having plagiarized his friend’s song, Angrago sang even louder. The surprisingly annoying song made the Granden City Pogureugo club supporters heckle back in displeasure.

“Alpha!”

“Th, that song belongs to all of Einroguard!”

At Salko’s call, Angrago instinctively blurted out an excuse.

But that wasn’t why Salko had called him.

“What are you talking about?”

“Ah… no. Why did you call me?”

“Those bastards keep heckling Wardanaz, isn’t there some way to stop them?”

Angrago, who had been waving his flag, was slightly flustered.

“Weren’t you not that interested in Pogureugo matches?”

“I’m not interested in the match itself, I just want to ensure it proceeds fairly. Alpha. I’m telling you I’m not interested in the match.”

“…”

Angrago’s eyes narrowed.

Somehow it seemed like his friend was lying.

“There’s no way to stop heckling…”

“Uhaha! Young fellows! You’re smart and clever but there’s still something you don’t know! There is a way to stop it!”

The drunk spectators laughed loudly and shouted.

Angrago asked in confusion.

“Yes? How do you stop heckling?”

“Easy! Everyone follow me!”

Spectators who had bet silver on the Granden City Pogureugo club’s defeat, spectators who originally supported the Einroguard Pogureugo club, and just plain drunk spectators all mixed together and moved in a crowd.

As they moved, the spectators began sneakily picking up clumps of mud one by one.

‘…No way…’

The sober Angrago felt his spine chill.

No way?!

“Tu, Tutanta. This is…”

“Hey, you bastards! If you’re weak then shut up and just watch instead of interfering!”

Thud!

The crowd that had rushed over began throwing mud at the opposing spectators.

Angrago screamed.

“This is illegal under Imperial law!!”

“Wahahahaha! Where does it say that! You throw some too!”

-These bastards! Did they go crazy from losing all the time!

Few people would stay still when mud came flying. People who were already in a bad mood from being miserably crushed by a weak opponent immediately reacted.

“Alpha! Alpha! We need to get out!! These crazy guys… Hey!!”

Angrago was horrified seeing Salko in the distance.

Salko was creating mud with magic, distributing it to fellow spectators while shouting.

“Let’s bring down those cowardly bastards! Let’s bring down those cowardly bastards!”

‘…You said you weren’t interested in the match, you bastard!!!’

It would have been better when he was indifferent to matches. Angrago made a tearful face.

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“Senior. The stands seem noisy.”

“They’re always noisy. Focus.”

“It looks like they’re fighting.”

“They always fight. Focus.”

“It looks like a mud monster has been summoned.”

“They always summon them. Focus.”

“…”

Lee Han looked at Karnella the same way he looked at Professor Verdus.

The way she only said what she wanted to say was exactly the same.

‘Well, that’s not what’s important right now.’

Whether a war had broken out in the spectator stands or not, the arena was already in the midst of war.

The score difference was overwhelmingly in their favor, but the Einrogard students still maintained cautious expressions. They were beginning to feel their opponents’ hidden strength.

‘With this much of a difference, they should give up…’

The players from Granden City’s ball game club were truly amazing.

Throughout the first half, despite the griffin rampaging and trampling them, they didn’t give up and began to endure.

When mounts fell, they replaced them with new mounts, and when players fell, they replaced them with new players.

Usually when such substitutions proceeded, they would waver, but there was still tenacity in their eyes.

“Why are they acting like that? Do they hate us winning once that much?”

“What happened to make them so strong??”

Not even thinking that the players had gone crazy because they lost to last year’s Einrogard 1st year underclassmen, the students talked in confusion.

Perse licked his parched lips and took out a water bottle to wet his throat.

Having run throughout the first half, he felt like all the moisture had drained from his body. The monsters they were riding must have been even more exhausted.

“Wardanaz. How’s the griffin?”

Grrrrowl…

Ponrig made a sound as if he was fine, but Lee Han could feel that he was greatly exhausted.

Running until the second half might be difficult.

“He seems tired.”

“Wardanaz must be tired too, so it might be better to substitute players and play defense.”

At Perse’s words, one beast and one person jumped up.

The beast was the griffin and the person was Karnella.

Krrrung!

“Taking out our top striker is crazy, senior!? How are we supposed to block with just our defense!”

“But we can’t force him to play.”

“He’s not tired! He’s not tired, right?! Look at those eyes!”

At Karnella’s support, the griffin sent a slightly satisfied look.

It seemed she was the only mage among those here who would take the griffin’s side.

However, the master coldly shook his head.

“Ponrig is tired.”

“No… no! Junior!”

Karnella performed the most disgraceful act a senior could do.

She threw herself onto the dirt ground, then rolled around grabbing her junior’s ankle. The other students averted their gazes as if they couldn’t bear to watch.

“Please! Just endure the second half!!!”

Even the griffin, who had been satisfied just moments ago, looked disgusted. Lee Han felt similarly.

‘The opponent is a senior. The opponent is a senior…’

While trying to slip his foot away (Karnella wouldn’t let go with a ball game player’s tenacity), Lee Han spoke up.

“Senior. Taking out Ponrig doesn’t necessarily mean we’ll lose.”

“We will lose! I can see it. Does this Hormashi seem like she’s being unreasonable?”

The dark elf senior bolted upright and spoke with blazing eyes.

“Yes…”

“If we just defend without attacking with Einrogard’s thin player roster, the score we’ve built up will be caught up to in no time, junior. Please trust me. If we lose this game too, I might have to switch affiliations to Baldrogard out of embarrassment!”

“No… I’m going to attack though.”

“…?”

Karnella, who had been shouting, paused.

“You said you’re taking out the griffin?”

“Yes. But I asked the unicorn beforehand if it would be okay in case of this situation. It said it would be fine. So I’m thinking of riding the unicorn in the second half.”

“…”

“…”

The seniors were shocked.

They knew Lee Han was taking care of a unicorn, but they never imagined he had become close enough to ride it during a ball game match.

Perse did a quick calculation and nodded.

“Everyone. One more thing.”

“What is it, Perse?”

“This is absolutely secret from Professor Bendozol.”

“…Of course!”

The members nodded.

If Professor Bendozol heard about this, he might really collapse from a heart attack.

* * *

-What kind of bastard is that!

The game ended with the screams of people who had bet big money on Granden City’s ball game club.

Though not as destructive as the crazy griffin, the unicorn was also a formidably overpowered mount. As it dazzlingly traversed the arena with consecutive teleports, the Granden City players couldn’t pursue as much as they wanted.

“W-we won!”

Angrago, who had gotten caught up in the fight and was subduing enemy spectators, burst into cheers at the trumpet sound announcing the end of the game.

“Wardanaz! Wardanaz!”

“Tutanta! The game’s over! Stop and let’s get out of here!”

“Wardanaz! Wardanaz!”

Despite Angrago’s shouts, Salko didn’t stop throwing mud at the enemy spectators along with his newly made friends.

While looking around wondering how to stop him, Angrago belatedly realized that the spectators up above were looking down at them with disgust.

Upon checking, he saw that a large empty space had been created around their section of the arena.

Other people had distanced themselves in disgust.

‘…I, I was in the middle of lunatics!’

Angrago, who had only been thinking about fighting, belatedly realized his situation.

To the cultured and decent spectators, Angrago would look exactly the same as those drunk lunatics!

‘How did I end up…!’

Cursing his friend, Angrago resolved to get out as quickly as possible.

If he got caught by the guards and ended up in Granden City’s temporary prison, Angrago might surpass the Prince and move up in the Einrogard 2nd year idiot rankings.

“…Student Angrago?”

At the familiar professor’s voice, Angrago felt all the hair on his body stand on end.

Forgetting that he was in disguise, Angrago unconsciously answered.

“P-Professor Garcia…!”

“…What exactly are you doing right now?”

Angrago turned around. Salko was on top of a makeshift platform made by other people, firing mud balls in rapid succession.

There was only one thing Angrago could say.

“…Watching the ball game…”

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