Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 216

“I said beef! Beef, Professor Garcia!”

“…Did your personality really change?”

Before Professor Garcia could show his disapproval, Professor Passelet quickly explained what had happened.

Professor Garcia’s face shifted.

“Really? That’s amazing!”

“Why are you reacting like that?”

Professor Passelet was a little surprised. The reaction was too mild.

“Ah… I’m sorry.”

Professor Garcia looked a little embarrassed.

Professor Garcia had seen many professors amazed by this before after giving the lecture. So, he was not as surprised as Professor Passelet thought he would be.

Professor Passelet might have been thinking, ‘What is this? A genius?!’ But Professor Garcia could only think, ‘Oh, it happened again, I see.’

“I’ve heard ‘amazing’ several times in other lectures.”

“This is different, you know?!”

Professor Passelet said, his voice full of injustice. It was unfair that another personality came out by accident.

“It’s different from just being good at lighting fires or casting curses…”

“Other lectures aren’t usually like that… So, is there a problem?”

Professor Passelet paused at Professor Garcia’s words.

Apart from the unfairness, there was a problem.

“There is.”

“What is it?”

“…I don’t know how to treat him.”

“Ah.”

Professor Garcia immediately understood what the other was saying.

Professor Passelet was among the most hands-off professors.

The students who had learned divination magic until now were not so much taught by Professor Passelet, but they realized it themselves and chose to dedicate themselves under Professor Passelet.

“Ah. Well, it’s especially difficult to see talent in divination magic… Then, how about paying a little more attention to him?”

“How?”

“Teach him more powerful and difficult divination magic…”

“No. It’s dangerous, I tell you.”

Professor Passelet snapped back, annoyed.

There is a saying that talented wizards are more dangerous.

That saying was especially true in divination magic.

No matter how strong the intuition and inspiration, and even if one had a constitution that paid the price with magical power, the danger was not completely eliminated.

Even paying a different price only once out of a thousand attempts could be fatal to a wizard.

Experienced wizards made mistakes, let alone young wizards.

“Well, I suppose so. Then, how about just treating him like you treat your other students?”

“What if he loses interest in divination magic?”

“Uh…”

Professor Garcia was speechless.

It wasn’t because the words themselves were difficult to answer, but because he was surprised by what Professor Passelet had said.

Originally, wouldn’t he have coldly replied, ‘If he loses interest, that’s the end of the relationship’?

“Then isn’t that the end of it?”

“How can you say such a thing, Professor Garcia? Even if he doesn’t learn divination magic anymore, how can you say that?”

“…I’m, I’m sorry.”

Professor Garcia apologized for now. Of course, he felt wronged inside.

‘You always do that…’

“Even if I seem indifferent, I don’t completely abandon teaching my students.”

“I know.”

Even if he was indifferent to bringing in or finding new students, Professor Garcia knew that Professor Passelet took good care of the students he had once brought in.

His usual indifferent attitude might have been due to the unique characteristics of divination magic.

“I do make a fuss every time my personality changes, though.”

“Ah. That’s definitely a bit…”

“……”

Professor Passelet pouted at Professor Garcia’s casual reply.

“With that much talent in divination magic, I can’t just leave it ignored.”

“That’s… uh.”

“Why?”

“It’s nothing.”

The thought ‘I think I’ve heard similar words from other professors?’ flashed through Professor Garcia’s mind and disappeared.

“How about Professor Garcia teach him so he doesn’t lose interest?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

Professor Garcia said sternly.

No matter how much he owed Professor Passelet, that was not an option.

“But…”

“You don’t have to worry.”

Professor Garcia replied firmly, as the story seemed to be heading in a strange direction.

“Student Lee Han is a rare, diligent student, so even if he only learns simple magic repeatedly, he won’t lose interest.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. If Student Lee Han ever loses interest in divination magic, I’ll discuss it with you. Okay?”

Professor Passelet looked relieved when Professor Garcia said this much.

After watching the professor leave happily, Professor Garcia stopped suddenly.

‘Oh dear.’

It occurred to him later.

‘The lectures Student Lee Han is taking now…’

Lee Han was already taking enough magic classes.

‘…I’m sorry, Student Lee Han!’

I should have stopped him…!

Meanwhile, in the herb garden…

“Professor! Look! The cabbage is alive!!!”

“Y-yes.”

Professor Thunderfoot was quite surprised by Lee Han’s enthusiasm.

The guy who would walk out with a cold expression even after getting a perfect score on the exam is so happy that a cabbage in the garden is alive…

“Cabbage that has been hit by frost tastes good. This is good.”

“I thought it would be dead because it was buried in the snow for almost a week.”

“…!”

Professor Thunderfoot, who was listening, was startled.

He was so distracted by Lee Han’s joy that he missed it, but when he thought about it, it didn’t make sense that the vegetables buried in the snow for a week were alive.

Even with the power of the staff given by the tree spirit…

‘Did this guy’s magic amplify the staff’s life force?’

“Your magic amplified the staff’s life force.”

“Indeed.”

Lee Han answered casually, dusted the snow off the vegetables, and put them in a basket.

“…That’s not something you should answer so casually!”

“Oh. Is that so?”

Lee Han held up a potato and looked confused.

Wasn’t it the story that his magic amplified the life force because he had a good match with the tree spirit’s staff?

“It’s true, but…”

Professor Thunderfoot was frustrated that the student in front of him was a freshman.

If it were another wizard, they would have reacted, ‘You amplified the power of the staff given by the spirit, not yourself? How, even with a lot of magic?’

He unconsciously amplified the power of an artifact given by another being, not something the wizard himself made!

“…Okay. Anyway, just know that it’s amazing. By the way, Professor Willow will be happy to see how much you cherish it.”

“Are you talking about Professor Willow?”

Lee Han turned his head at the name of Professor Willow, who teaches botany.

Professor Thunderfoot tilted his head at the reaction.

“Have you met her? Professor Willow doesn’t teach freshmen, does she?”

‘Oh dear.’

“I met her by chance.”

“I see. Professor Willow is a wonderful person.”

As expected of an alchemy professor, Professor Thunderfoot praised Professor Willow.

Alchemists who need ingredients have no choice but to be weak against horticulturalists.

“It’s not just because you’ve met Professor Willow, but Professor Willow is really a wonderful person. From her personality to her perfect…”

“I understand. Professor. I will definitely tell her.”

Professor Thunderfoot rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed that his student understood right away.

Even if a student is too outstanding, the teacher is embarrassed.

While Lee Han was clearing the snow from the garden, slicing and dicing the vegetables he had picked, stir-frying them in oil, and pouring broth over them to boil, Professor Thunderfoot sat at the table in front of the cabin, writing with a quill.

Lee Han, who had taken out a vegetable soup made by boiling cabbage, potatoes, onions, carrots, etc. in a pot and seasoning it with salt and pepper, looked puzzled when he saw Professor Thunderfoot.

“What are you doing?”

“Did you finish boiling it? Let me see… Wow. You could become a chef later.”

“That’s too much praise.”

“No. I mean it.”

“It can’t be that easy to be a chef.”

“I really mean it…”

Professor Thunderfoot was really serious.

This student’s cooking skills were improving every time he saw him.

“So, what were you doing?”

“Ah. This letter? You’ll find out soon.”

Professor Thunderfoot waved his staff. Then, the finished letters turned into birds and began to fly to each tower.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Professor Garcia gathered people and caught the monster summoned in the depths of the library.”

“…Did he?”

Lee Han, who had taken a spoonful of soup, paused. He felt a worrying feeling.

“Now that we can take out the necessary books, I sent them to the students to take them out.”

“……”

At the same time, back at the tower…

The students in the tower were looking at the note on the wall with confused expressions.

List of books to bring from the library:

– Introduction to Elementary Mineralogy

– Edible Plants of Central Empire

– Wizards Who Survived Poisoning

– Great Alchemy Visions Born from Failure

Sincerely, Thunderfoot Geumdar

Whoosh!

Surprisingly, this note was just the beginning.

Notes flown by other professors also began to fly in through the windows.

“L-let’s close the windows!”

The students were so nervous that they were even tempted by Gainan’s words.

“But you don’t have to bring one book per person. One book per tower is enough.”

When Professor Thunderfoot said this with a look of kindness, Lee Han regretted not putting poison in the soup he made earlier.

“…But the books won’t be that deep, will they?”

“I don’t know? They’re usually near the entrance, but Einroguard Library is a place that gets mixed up every time I go… If you’re unlucky, you might have to go a little deeper.”

“…But it won’t be that dangerous, will it?”

“It’s dangerous. It’s better to go in together.”

“…I think the soup is cold, so I’ll heat it up again.”

“Wait. You’re not going to put poison in it, are you?”

“How could I do that?”

“You stay seated. I’ll cook this time.”

Professor Thunderfoot stood up, stopping his student.

He couldn’t let his guard down with this student.

Congratulations.

“???”

The monster in the library has been caught.

“Ah…”

The students were choked up at the Skull Headmaster’s congratulations.

How could he say that…

You must be trying hard to think of the books by now. Let me help you.

“Yes? You’re not going to lend us the books…”

A silencing spell was cast on the student who had spoken foolishly. The Skull Headmaster said sharply.

Wizards shouldn’t just be given fish, but taught how to catch them. Don’t say such foolish things again.

‘Rather, it’s like tying a stone to our ankles and pushing us into the water.’

“Then how are you going to help us?”

Good question. There will be no basic magic character education lecture today. Instead, everyone go back to your towers, prepare, and come back.

“Prepare for what?”

Prepare to enter the library. This will be everyone’s first dungeon.

“No, it’s not? I went with Lee Han last time.”

A silencing spell was cast on Gainan’s mouth. The Skull Headmaster glared at Lee Han once.

‘It’s not my fault.’

Lee Han felt wronged.

Professor Thunderfoot told me to do it!

Everyone can enter the library when you’re ready. Hurry, because you have to go in before it gets too dark.

One student raised his hand and asked, not understanding.

“Are you going to go in with us?”

Are you a student or am I a student? Why would I?

“…?”

“Then how are you going to help us? Ah. Are you going to support us with equipment or food…”

I’ll postpone the lectures until tomorrow evening. So everyone can focus on the library.

“……”

The students were so moved by the Skull Headmaster’s kindness that they all lost their words.

The Skull Headmaster’s announcement hung in the air, leaving the students to ponder their impending dungeon adventure. A mix of excitement and apprehension filled the hall as they dispersed, the library looming large in their thoughts.