Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 712

Seviuse was talking, unaware that his junior, who had been trained by a crazy professor, wanted to kill him.

“From the start, the other club members are fighting over who gets to bring you in. If we don’t even let you join, I’ll be the first one they punish. And it won’t just be any punishment, it’ll be ‘bookshelf execution.'”

“Bookshelf execution…?” Leehan asked. “Is that like a bookshelf table or a drawer?”

“No, not like that,” Seviuse said. “Bookshelf Execution. Like hanging or beheading. It’s our club’s punishment.”

Leehan paused, deciding not to ask what ‘bookshelf execution’ meant exactly.

He didn’t think he’d want to know.

“Our club members all have the same goal, but they think differently. I don’t force anyone. If you think something is right, do it.”

Even though Seviuse sounded rough and uninterested, Leehan thought this senior was one of the better people at Einroguard.

It was rare to find someone at the magic school who said, ‘do it if you want, or don’t.’

Most wizards were bossy. They would say, ‘Do it if you want,’ but really meant, ‘Do it my way.’

So, Seviuse was unusual. He was saying, ‘Just join and do whatever you want,’ which was very rare.

Because of that, Leehan felt less worried about being forced into a club and trapped. His curiosity came back.

‘I need to do club activities.’

Einroguard students didn’t join clubs just because they were bored.

Some students might have, but most students joined clubs because they had a goal.

And that goal was usually gold coins.

Magical research became much more expensive after the first year, so they couldn’t just have fun like before.

Leehan and his friends, who had just started their second year, had barely seen any seniors.

This wasn’t because Headmaster Skull was still strict, but because the seniors were too busy.

Leehan had even seen seniors wearing thick clothes and flying to the glacier early in the morning.

‘How much money does the Library Club make?’

“Senior, you said you get books and get paid.”

“That’s right.”

“Can I ask you more about it?”

“The other members will explain it better when we get there.”

Seviuse grumbled, but he agreed to explain.

“Usually, we get requests and find books, or we show a list of the books we have and sell them. We have a few club buildings. One on the 7th floor, one near the library… the campsites are all inside the library.”

Leehan didn’t ask, ‘What do you mean, campsites are inside the library?’

He just nodded.

“If you look at the club building, there are requests. You can work with members you like and share the gold coins. It’s the same with the books you bring. But you can’t sell them too cheaply or too expensively.”

“Selling them expensively is also not allowed?”

Leehan was surprised.

He understood why selling cheaply was not allowed. If some newbie sold the books they worked hard to get for a low price, the club’s income would go down.

But not allowing them to sell expensively…

“It’s about making sure the person pays a fair price, not about stopping them from buying the book.”

“That’s a great saying.”

“I didn’t say it. The president said it.”

Seviuse was rough and cocky, but he respected the club president.

‘What kind of person is he?’

“What kind of person is the club president…”

“Oh, Senior Illeg.”

A large man with glasses and a bear-like build walked toward them.

He was wearing priestly robes and looked gentle, but Leehan could tell he was strong. Leehan worried that the robes would rip because of his size.

But they didn’t. The man walked up happily and said,

“Seviuse. Good to see you. How have you been?”

“Yes. Have you been well, Senior? Is anyone bothering you?”

“It’s rare for someone to bother a Phoenix Tower student.”

The man laughed, but Seviuse replied coldly.

“The crazy people in the club bother even Phoenix Tower students.”

“Those people don’t bother 5th-year students.”

The atmosphere became serious, and the man greeted Leehan.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Illeg of the Chaegla family. I’m a priest and I’m in my 5th year.”

“This junior is that junior.”

“Ah. This junior is that junior?”

Leehan wondered why they were calling him ‘this junior’ and ‘that junior’ and still understood each other.

‘This doesn’t seem good.’

“Nice to meet you. Feel free to look around,” Illeg said. “I don’t want to force anyone to join, but the other members probably feel differently.”

Illeg spoke softly and kindly, like a priest should.

“Senior Seviuse was already explaining it to me.”

“Seviuse is trustworthy. Oh, would you like to watch us work?”

“Ah, if it’s okay with you…”

Leehan accepted the offer.

Being nice when someone was being kind would make things easier later.

Illeg and Seviuse tapped a stone monument near the library entrance with their staffs.

The ground under the monument opened with a loud noise.

“There was a place like this?”

“You wouldn’t know, since only club members can enter.”

“Then I can’t enter?”

“Your membership is already complete. It’s probably the same for other clubs.”

Leehan didn’t know that the official clubs had already finished all the membership applications.

The fight now was to get them to leave the other clubs. The membership was already confirmed.

Leehan followed the seniors to the basement, looking a little more sad than before.

-Kraaah! Kyaaah!

‘?’

Leehan stopped at the strange scream. It sounded like a monster was roaring.

“Didn’t a monster come in?”

“If a monster came in, would it be this quiet?”

Seviuse looked at Leehan like he was crazy.

“That’s probably the sound the book is making.”

“…Yes?”

Illeg didn’t need to explain. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, they saw a book thrashing around in the middle of the large basement.

The book was trapped inside eight magic circles, screaming and thrashing.

-I’ll kill you! You wizards!

“We need to drain more blood.”

“What if the letters disappear?”

“It has enough stamina to recover. Drain it.”

“Understood.”

The wizards swung their weapons, and the book sprayed blood from its pages.

“You, >Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals>, give up! Just let us read you!”

-Kraaah! Kyaaah!

The book >Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals> didn’t give up. It rammed into the magic circle and cursed them.

The letters inside the book became blurry, and the pictures changed. Illeg looked sad.

“Everyone, I want to help. Can I help just this once?”

“President, you shouldn’t have to…”

Before he could finish, Illeg walked into the magic circle.

Leehan panicked.

“Isn’t that dangerous?!”

Entering a magic circle like that without permission was very dangerous.

You should never do it unless you were very powerful, like Leehan.

“It’s crazy. But Senior Illeg is different. You’ll see.”

Seviuse watched calmly.

As Illeg entered the magic circle, a powerful force covered him. It was a strong magic circle that trapped both friend and enemy.

Illeg chanted a spell and used magic. It was divine magic.

‘Is it defensive divine magic?’

Divine power surrounded Illeg, making him as strong as a fortress.

The magic circle hit him, clawed at him, and tried to stab him, but it didn’t stop him. His strength was unbelievable.

“…!”

Finally, he got inside the magic circle, and the book attacked.

-You! Wizard! I’ll kill you!

“>Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals<, I'm sorry for being rude. Please let me read you." Leehan was impressed by the 5th-year senior's polite behavior. Trying to talk and persuade in that situation… He was more patient than the other seniors… A six-legged shadow monster jumped out of the book. A scary voice came from inside the book. -No one can read me! Illeg used magic. Leehan could feel the power inside Illeg's body. Illeg grabbed the six-legged shadow monster and pushed it back into the book. Then, he grabbed the book and closed it tightly. >Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals< tried to burst open, but it couldn't break through Illeg's divine magic. ">Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals<, I'm sorry for being rude. Please let me read you." -Grrr! ">Zigolbiere’s Five…”

-…Okay…!

The book gave up and disappeared quietly.

Illeg checked the book for damage and gave it to the members, looking proud.

“That’s good. >Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals< understood." "As expected of the president!" Leehan wondered if he had made a mistake. Seeing the priest holding a book with blood on his hands made him think that even more. '…No. This might be normal for an Einroguard club.' Leehan watched the club members hunt, tame, and take care of the books before leaving. The Library Club seemed to make good money. >Zigolbiere’s Five Summoning Rituals< was worth fifty gold coins, and the members shared the money happily. -The client is asking if they can pay less… -Who asks to pay less for a book? Are they from the Soup Club? -Tell them to come here for a minute. -Great! They said they'll pay! It seemed like a slightly crazy club, but Leehan thought the other clubs would be similar. "Mr. Wodanaz." "Oh. Ratford." Leehan greeted his friend, whom he hadn't seen in a while, happily. "How's the Black Turtle Tower?" "It's difficult and hard." "That's good." Ratford nodded. Being difficult and hard was a good thing at Einroguard. "Have you joined a club, Mr. Wodanaz?" "Uh… well. You could say I joined. What about you, Ratford?" Leehan looked at Ratford with surprise. "What kind of club did you join? Is it good?" "Oh. Why don't you come see it?" "...Wait. Is it an official club?" Leehan asked first, because he didn't want to be kidnapped. "No. It's not an official club." "Phew. That's a relief." "Yes?" "It's nothing. So, what's the name of the club?" "It's the >Location Shift< Club." 'Is it a space magic research club?'