Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 423

Professor Ingardel seemed awkward. He changed the subject.

“Sir Jangcliffe is an excellent knight, so his teachings will be a great help. But when did you manage to raise your magical power to such a high level?”

“It’s not a high level, I’m just using magic without considering the waste…”

“…Anyway, Sir Jangcliffe is an excellent knight, so the technique you just learned will be helpful!”

Lee Han looked at Professor Ingardel with a slightly suspicious gaze.

He felt like the professor was avoiding the topic because he didn’t know how to handle the situation.

“He really is strong, though.”

“There are many who say that the Beech Knights are too obsessed with formalities, but Sir Jangcliffe is an exception.”

“?”

Huh?

‘Didn’t he just swear very naturally?’

Professor Ingardel didn’t seem to realize he had sworn. Lee Han decided to let it go.

“Moreover, he is knowledgeable about all kinds of swordsmanship in the Empire, so it will definitely be helpful…”

“But not more than you, Professor.”

“Ah, that’s not true.”

Professor Ingardel denied it unexpectedly firmly.

Lee Han was surprised because Professor Ingardel never made empty promises when it came to swordsmanship.

“Is that so?”

“I’m not as sociable as Sir Jangcliffe, you see.”

“…Ah.”

Lee Han immediately understood.

Indeed, it was obvious that someone who visited and investigated each of the Empire’s swordsmen would have more insight than someone who just wandered around the battlefield swinging a sword.

‘I did misunderstand my level, though.’

Lee Han was uneasy about whether the technique Sir Jangcliffe taught him would really be helpful.

He had already had enough of forcibly learning high-level magic that didn’t suit his level.

Was he really at a level where he could learn this?

“…That’s why I’m worried.”

Lee Han confessed honestly to Professor Ingardel.

It was better to ask an expert than to overdo it and get hurt.

“Is that so? I understand. I’ve been there too.”

Professor Ingardel readily accepted Lee Han’s concerns.

“You’ve been there too, Professor?”

“Yes. I was frustrated because my skills weren’t improving as quickly as I thought they would.”

“?”

Lee Han wondered what he was talking about.

“No, Professor. I’m not frustrated because I want to use a technique but my skills aren’t improving, but whether I can forcibly learn a technique that doesn’t suit my current skills…”

“But skills don’t improve quickly just because you’re impatient. I understand the desire to use the technique as soon as possible, though.”

Professor Ingardel laughed heartily.

Lee Han regretted asking.

“In the end, there seems to be only one answer.”

“Consistent training?”

“That’s too obvious, I was talking about a life-or-death battle…”

“……”

“You don’t have to be too impatient, you’ll experience it enough if you’re in Einroguard.”

“Hearing that makes me even more impatient.”

Lee Han finished his conversation with Professor Ingardel and returned to the tower. He realized that the disciples had already left for the lecture.

‘Oh dear. I’m a little late.’

The disciples usually arrived before the start of the lecture, earlier than the other tower students.

Lee Han grabbed his books and left the tower to catch up quickly.

‘Is today’s healing magic about the liver? Or was it the stomach?’

All magic lectures were important, but healing magic was especially so.

You had to understand the physical structures of all races, memorize the diseases that could occur, and learn the most efficient healing methods in advance.

Even the White Tiger Tower students, who were determined to help the Knights with healing magic, had to learn so much that they wavered, thinking, ‘Shouldn’t we just hire a separate healing magician?’

Students like Lee Han, who were short on time, had no choice but to squeeze in extra time to learn.

Lee Han organized his thoughts and hurried to the lecture.

But…

“?”

There was no one in the lecture room.

‘What’s going on?’

Lee Han wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Basic Healing Magic Additional Advanced – Go southwest from the main building for about fifteen minutes, and you will see two rock pillars. Turn right there and follow the path to Dogyu Hall (刀圭館).

‘It’s right, though?’

Lee Han tilted his head, looking at the note the Headmaster Skeleton had written.

He had clearly come according to the note he received from the Headmaster when he entered Einroguard.

‘That’s strange. The Headmaster is a crazy magician, but he’s not the type to play pranks like this.’

“Sit down.”

“!”

Lee Han was startled by a rough, hoarse voice from inside the lecture room.

Professor Alcassis Lagrinda was standing inside, using a sword as a cane. The room smelled faintly of old books and something metallic, like blood.

“Uh… haven’t the other students arrived yet?”

“They’re all sitting there.”

The Dark Elf professor sat back down, as if exhausted from just standing, and pointed forward with her scabbard.

“You just can’t see them.”

“…???”

Lee Han felt a chill run down his spine.

What on earth…

‘It’s not good to learn one-on-one with a professor.’

Based on personal experience, there was a high possibility that a professor who taught one-on-one without other students was slightly crazy.

Lee Han wondered if Professor Alcassis had gone slightly mad due to fatigue.

“…They’re your seniors, so you can’t see them. Sit down. Don’t make me say it twice.”

“……”

Lee Han finally realized what she was talking about.

So this is…

‘Not the 1st grade lecture room!?’

Surprisingly, it was a lecture room where students in their 2nd year or higher gathered.

Lee Han was dumbfounded and looked at Professor Alcassis.

Even Professor Voladi didn’t do this.

‘No, maybe it’s because that person doesn’t have any disciples in their 2nd year or higher.’

“Professor. I’m actually a 1st grader…”

“Should I sew ‘1st grade’ on your coat? Sit down.”

Professor Alcassis’s words carried the threat that she would use you as a dissection subject if you tired her out any further.

Lee Han sat down for now.

Looking again, the lecture room was creepy. A lump of meat was placed on each seat, and the lumps were moving, becoming the subject of magic practice for the invisible magicians.

-Welcome. Junior.

As Lee Han sat down, letters were engraved on the desk. Lee Han half gave up and accepted it.

“…Nice to meet you too…”

He thought he had become quite familiar with Einroguard, but he never expected to be learning in such a ghostly lecture room.

“Sorry for stopping in the middle of the lecture. Everyone, listen while cutting.”

Scritch scritch-

Lee Han sighed as he listened to the sound of cutting the lump of meat.

“You might think it’s strange for a 1st grade student to be listening… You all know? You heard? Good. I’m glad I don’t have to explain…”

Professor Alcassis said in a sincere voice.

However, Lee Han couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

‘How do they know?’

Lee Han couldn’t help but be concerned about what kind of story had been exchanged between the 2nd grade or higher healing magic seniors without him knowing.

“Then I only need to explain to you. As you know, there’s no need for you to learn with the 1st graders.”

“No…”

“Be quiet. Don’t make me say it twice.”

“……”

Lee Han cursed Professor Alcassis in his mind.

“It’s more of a waste to keep you tied up with the 1st graders. From now on, practice with the seniors.”

“What about the parts I haven’t studied yet?”

“Catch up on your own. You’re the top student, so that should be enough.”

“……”

Lee Han was speechless.

He didn’t get the top student title for this!

-Sorry that the professor is a jerk.

Letters were engraved on the desk next to him.

At first, the seniors who couldn’t be seen or heard were a bit creepy, but Lee Han quickly adapted.

In fact, when he thought about it, this kind of lecture wasn’t necessarily bad.

‘It’s enough that desks and chairs aren’t flying around.’

Professor Alcassis was a decent person, except for the fact that she hated saying things twice.

She answered properly when asked, and didn’t scold him for making mistakes.

Thwack!

The scabbard flew from behind Lee Han and strongly struck the desk. Then it returned to the professor’s grasp.

After that, the sound of cutting the lump of meat became incredibly fast and precise.

‘She doesn’t directly attack the students. How kind.’

Lee Han decided to accept what was happening as positively as possible.

Today’s practice lecture was about finding and excising tumors hidden inside the lump of meat (which was a slime made for healing magic practice).

There were all sorts of ways to find the tumor.

You could use search magic, bet on the sense of your fingertips, or even find it by dissecting it.

The important thing was that the slime shouldn’t die.

‘Was the scabbard flying because the slime died?’

“I told you not to kill it, aren’t you concentrating!”

Professor Alcassis shouted and threw her sword.

‘Hmm. The sword flies when you kill it.’

Lee Han’s hand movements became even faster and more precise.

The tense feeling that it could die if he killed it made him utilize everything he had learned.

“Even the affection we had is disappearing and running away…”

“I think so too.”

The seniors whispered, watching the professor’s reaction.

There was an old saying about the carrot and the stick.

A very classic method of attracting the other person by alternating between rewards and punishments…

…Professor Alcassis preferred the stick and the stick.

Look at the 1st grade junior now!

Isn’t he sitting alone and lonely in a lecture room where no one can be seen, dissecting the slime?

If they thought about being in that situation, they felt like they would develop trauma even if they didn’t have it before.

“Shouldn’t we get permission from the Headmaster to undo the magic only during the lecture?”

“As if he would. Why? Why don’t you ask him to open the school gates and allow you to go out.”

“You little…”

Thwack!

The scabbard flew. The seniors were terrified and focused again.

-But shouldn’t we at least give him some advice?

-Definitely.

The seniors weren’t Einroguard students for nothing. They communicated with each other using magical letters, avoiding Professor Alcassis’s eyes.

It was a convenient magic for secretly communicating during lectures, where if you put ink on the desk and wrote, the letters would wriggle and fly to the other person.

-I’m closer, so I’ll do it.

-Thanks. Phil.

Phil glanced at his junior to help him.

Fortunately, he had some time left thanks to getting a decent slime.

‘>Disease Detection>Or >Life Force Identification>… Is it too difficult? Something easier… It would be easy if we had a potion to amplify life force, but we don’t have that.’

Phil wondered what method would be helpful and suddenly felt something strange and raised his head.

Lee Han was already holding a knife and cutting the slime.

“!?!?!?!?”

Phil almost screamed at that moment.

The junior was going in too boldly.

‘No!’

That was a mistake that quite a few students had made before.

Trusting the slime’s life force, grasping only the approximate location, and then boldly cutting in to extract the tumor.

However, most of them failed and had to get a severe scolding from Professor Alcassis.

This wasn’t easy enough to succeed just by grasping the approximate location. This slime died more easily than expected.

Plop-

However, Lee Han accurately reached the tumor without any problems. At the same time, he threw colorful stones with his other remaining hand.