Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 960

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Chapter 960

Fortunately, Professor Garcia did not subdue his disciples with force.

It wasn’t because there were too many watching eyes around, but because Professor Garcia himself didn’t like violence.

Crack!

“…”

Angrago was horrified to see Professor Garcia grab the metal railing installed in the stands with his hand and crush it.

Of course, Professor Garcia wasn’t someone who liked violence, but there are always exceptions, aren’t there?

What if today was the day Professor Garcia decided to use violence for the first time?

“I… I was wrong! Please spare me, Professor!”

It doesn’t seem like you did anything wrong. Hurry up and bring Student Salko.”

“Yes! Yes!”

Angrago rushed over frantically, pushed through the spectators, and grabbed Salko by the collar as he was commanding among them.

-You bastard! Are you one of those Granden City ball club guys!

-Stomp him!

While getting hit a few times by the people next to him, Angrago shouted.

“Cough, cough! Tutanta, you idiot! The Professor is here! Professor Garcia is here!”

“…!!!”

Salko, who had been firing mud balls indiscriminately, came to his senses as if cold water had been poured on him.

“Don’t… don’t lie.”

“Look behind you!”

“…”

Salko, making eye contact with the familiar professor, immediately put down his staff.

“Everyone stop! Stop fighting!”

“What are you doing! We need to stomp those Granden City ball club guys!”

“No! Stop! I said stop!”

The drunk spectators didn’t stop despite Salko’s heartfelt plea.

Thump!

Professor Garcia shook his head and struck his staff on the floor.

Then dozens of shadow tentacles descended from the air above the stands and covered the faces of the rampaging spectators.

“Gasp!”

“Urgh!”

The spectators who had been rampaging despite all attempts to stop them went limp and collapsed. It was remarkably refined magic.

“You two.”

Professor Garcia spoke to the two with a stern face. They both gulped.

“Run!”

“?!”

Instead of scolding them, the professor took the lead and fled down the stairs.

As an Einroguard mage, the most important thing wasn’t staying behind to build reputation or scolding disciples.

The most important thing was to quickly escape after causing trouble.

“Let… let’s go together, Professor!!”

* * *

The three mages barely managed to get far away from the scene.

-Who was that mage from earlier?

-With that level of magic, wouldn’t he be from Einroguard?

-Come to think of it. Then those mages from earlier might also be from Einroguard.

-Now that I think about it, the brawl at the castle gate this morning might have been caused by Einroguard mages too.

‘The last one isn’t true!’

Professor Garcia felt indignant.

Of course, statistically it was true that Einroguard mages caused a lot of trouble, but it was still unfair to be blamed for things they didn’t do.

Why do Empire people blame everything on Einroguard whenever difficult-to-understand magical incidents occur?

“Now. You two students.”

“…Yes…”

“…I’m sorry, Professor. I forgot my duties as a student and got excited.”

The two reflected deeply. It wasn’t necessarily because Professor Garcia’s hands were resting on their shoulders.

Coming to their senses, they were ashamed of causing such a disturbance.

“If you’ve truly reflected, that’s enough. Just don’t do it again.”

Professor Garcia spoke with a much more lenient attitude than before.

In fact, compared to the accidents caused by other upperclassmen, what these two did today was nothing much.

Escape and arena disturbance were nothing…

“Let’s go find Student Lee Han.”

“Why Wardanaz?”

Angrago was puzzled.

Unlike the two of them, Lee Han was still out legally. Wasn’t he currently playing as a member of the ball club?

“Because Student Lee Han fought for his life against evil deity worshippers at Granden City’s palace.”

Professor Garcia stared intently at the two as he spoke. They felt cold sweat running down their spines.

“This… this is the first I’ve heard of it.”

“Me… me too…”

“…”

Even at the shamelessness of students who came out as drama club members insisting they knew nothing about what happened at the palace, Professor Garcia didn’t get angry.

Everyone causes trouble when they’re students, don’t they?

…Of course, Student Lee Han’s accidents are quite large in scale…

“Fine, let’s go with that. Student Lee Han wasn’t hurt, was he?”

“Haha. You know how strong Wardanaz is. Even after facing an otherworldly being head-on, he was perfectly fine after resting for a day.”

“…”

“…”

Angrago looked at Salko with horrified eyes that said ‘are you crazy?’

When they should be insisting that nothing happened at the palace and Wardanaz only played a supporting role, what was he saying?

In the chilled atmosphere, Salko seemed to belatedly realize his mistake.

‘Oh no…! How could I make such a mistake…!’

The excitement from the ball game must still be lingering.

“…I’m glad he wasn’t hurt.”

“Yes…”

“…”

After that, the three mages walked quietly through the passage without saying a word.

In the Einroguard ball club area located on the opposite side of the arena, excited spectators had already gathered.

-Long live Einroguard! Long live silver coins!

-Let us see the players! Let us see the players!

“Excuse me. We’d like to pass through.”

-Get lost!

“…”

Dozens of shadow tentacles descended from the air again.

A ball club student who saw this was startled and shouted.

“Professor Garcia?!”

At the sight of someone who could immediately recognize him just by his magic, Professor Garcia found himself making excuses without realizing it.

“You probably didn’t recognize me by the magic, but because all the spectators collapsed.”

“I recognized you by your magic! What brings you here? Did someone cause an accident…”

The student speaking unconsciously became tense.

If it were another professor, it would be one thing, but if it’s an incident serious enough for Professor Garcia to come here, just how big…

“It’s not like that. I just heard the news while passing by and stopped in. Oh right. Congratulations on the victory.”

“Thank you!”

The club students were already completely intoxicated with the joy of victory.

Since it was a victory achieved after such a long time, that joy was all the more precious. Congratulatory gifts were everywhere.

But one person was nowhere to be seen.

“Where is student Lee Han?”

“Ah. Wardanaz went out briefly saying he had an appointment. Professor. Wardanaz really played a huge role, so please be lenient about this much of an outing…”

The upperclassman who was speaking hesitated.

Space was distorting near Professor Garcia’s fist.

“…That won’t work, will it?? School rules are strict laws after all. Do as you please!”

“No. Since we won like this, he can go out briefly.”

Professor Garcia sighed at the sight of her disciple who had already disappeared.

When a disciple was too clever, it was really troublesome at times like this.

* * *

“Ponrig. You really did well.”

-Puheung!

Ponrig, who had transformed back into a horse, nodded his head happily.

People who had bet money on Einroguard’s quidditch club were confident they were the happiest about this match, but actually that was wrong.

The one most happy about this match was precisely this griffin.

It felt like decades of pent-up resentment had been resolved.

‘I didn’t know he liked quidditch that much.’

Lee Han thought to himself as he groomed Ponrig’s mane.

Regardless of Ponrig’s preferences, thanks to him Lee Han was also able to win. The upperclassmen’s tears were a bonus.

“Here. Eat more of this.”

At the sight of Ponrig crunching on snacks, the baby basilisk felt envious from inside his sleeve.

If you participate in quidditch matches, you can receive such affection!

“But still… I don’t know where to go.”

Lee Han fell into brief contemplation.

The merchant guild warehouse lodging where he originally stayed was a bit dangerous. Professor Garcia might track him there.

But returning to the stadium to stay with the quidditch club members would be like saying ‘please come arrest me’…

“?!”

While pondering, Lee Han was startled by an unexpected face walking along the main road in front of the alleyway.

A senior from the cooking club, Priest Palcrius, was walking with huge sacks on both shoulders.

“Senior!”

“…Who is it?”

“Ah. It’s me, Wardanaz.”

“???”

Palcrius looked puzzled at Lee Han’s disguised appearance but soon nodded.

Actually, Einroguard mages going around in disguise was such a common occurrence that there was nothing particularly surprising about it.

“Puh. I wondered why you came out so early. But then again, you belong to multiple clubs so you probably came out first?”

“Yes. But senior, why are you…?”

The cooking club’s external activities were usually charitable.

They received great support from various temples and sponsors to distribute food, and the leftover ingredients that would be thrown away were shared among the starving Einroguard students.

But there were still several more days until the scheduled time.

Why had Palcrius come out alone in advance?

“Uhaha. That’s because I need to gather a lot of ingredients.”

With a hearty laugh, the senior explained.

Even with support from various temples and sponsors, there were always many hungry people.

If they prepared more than the designated support, they could share warm meals with those people too.

Palcrius had applied separately alone because he didn’t want to unnecessarily bother other underclassmen, and came out first like this.

“…You should have told me. I would have helped.”

“Puh. The only club member busier than me would be you, Wardanaz. And this is something I do because I like it. Other underclassmen don’t need to step forward.”

Palcrius patted his thick belly, which was often mistaken for that of an ogre hybrid, and laughed.

“And the more ingredients left over, the better for us too, right?”

“You’re right. I’ll also hel… Wait. Senior. Have you ever met Professor Garcia?”

“No? Why?”

“It’s nothing. I’ll help you too.”

“Puh. How reliable. Thank you, Wardanaz.”

Palcrius grinned.

Considering his junior’s abilities, it felt more reliable than support from ten students.

“Wait. Wardanaz. I’ve been thinking, wouldn’t it be better to drop the disguise?”

“Yes? Why is that?”

“Well…”

To gather more food, they would have to go around various places and persuade people.

They would visit many places, and among those places, some would be weak to noble authority and dignity.

Palcrius didn’t look authoritative since anyone could see he looked like a priest, but…

“?”

…didn’t his junior have features that clearly showed he was from a great noble family?

Dropping the disguise and visiting confidently would be more helpful for persuasion.

“Hmm. But… hmm…”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m worried someone might recognize me.”

“Puh. It’s okay. It’s okay, Wardanaz. Granden City is a great city with tons of mages. Even if you caused trouble, they won’t recognize you.”

Among Einroguard students, there were more people who disguised themselves when going outside than one might think.

Either they had caused trouble outside, or they were planning to cause trouble.

Usually one of the two applied.

“That wasn’t what I meant, but… anyway, I understand.”

Lee Han dropped his disguise.

Certainly, if he wanted to help Palcrius, it would be difficult while disguised.

“Then let’s g…”

“Excuse me, aren’t you student Wardanaz!? From Einroguard’s quidditch club! Right?!”

“What!? That student Wardanaz is here!?”

“Student Wardanaz! Please sign my pocket watch!”

When someone shouted, people instantly flocked like clouds. Everyone wanted to get autographs on their cloaks, brooches, and pocket watches as a memento of today’s match.

Palcrius was shocked at the sight.

‘Wh… what is this!?’

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