Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 822

Lagesa, however, felt secure and lowered her defenses.

Ethan, a second-year student from the Wodanaz family, was quite clever.

“Professor Alcasis!” Ethan called out.

“??!”

The Healing Magic students stared at Ethan in shock.

How dare that junior call for a professor?

It took a lot of courage to call Professor Alcasis when he was so busy.

If he asked a stupid question, Professor Alcasis might make him the patient!

Professor Alcasis, a dark elf with dark circles under his eyes, was removing a patient’s internal organs with one hand and casting a spell with the other. He slowly turned his head.

The dark elf professor glared at Ethan, his eyes promising pain if the interruption wasn’t important. “What is it?”

“Professor! Lagesa from the Torgard family is here as a guest!”

“……”

Lagesa, who was coming down the stairs, was speechless.

How could a second-year student be so clever and know what to do in this situation?

“Lagesa?”

“…Oh, it’s been a while.”

She thought about pretending not to hear, but fighting back in the professor’s magic tower would only hurt her.

Lagesa gave up. Fighting back would be pointless, and Professor Alcasis would just make her work even harder to make up for it.

“Good. Help me out. Come over here.”

“You brat. I came as a guest…” Lagesa grumbled, but Professor Alcasis didn’t care. He was the kind of person who would make even the Emperor work if he visited the magic tower.

“Well done.”

“Haha. I just mentioned that a guest had arrived.”

It was rare for Professor Alcasis to praise a student.

Ethan bowed, trying to get on the professor’s good side while he had the chance.

“But why did you miss the last lecture?”

“…Uh, I was kidnapped by an ancient being.”

“……”

Professor Alcasis, who usually didn’t allow students to be lazy, was speechless for a moment.

“Well, good thing you got out. Have you decided on a pseudonym yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Don’t take too long. It’s not that hard.” Professor Alcasis said in a rough voice and waved his staff.

Then, letters floated in the air and began to combine.

“This magic will find the perfect name for you.

-A basilisk might appear.

‘I don’t think so.’

Ethan felt a little sorry when the baby basilisk spoke hopefully.

“Basilisk?” The tired dark elf professor stared at Ethan’s sleeve. The terrified baby basilisk wrapped itself even tighter around Ethan’s wrist.

“Ah. Yes. I happen to be raising one.”

“……”

“……”

The patient next to him and the Healing Magic seniors stared at Ethan.

Can you usually raise a basilisk by accident?

“Basilisk venom is a specific remedy for Lava Breath Plague, Azaksha Curse, and Verdigris poisoning. Seems like you chose well.”

“It’s still young, so it can’t make venom very well.” Ethan quickly made an excuse, worried the alchemy students might drag the baby basilisk away, like they had tried to before.

Then, Professor Alcasis asked as if he genuinely didn’t understand, “Why are you carrying it around if it can’t even make venom?”

“……”

-I, I can make it. Should I make it?

-Be quiet.

The letters floating in the air combined. Alcasis tossed the result to Ethan without looking.

“Take it. It turned out well.”

“Thank you…”

Okay.

‘What’s so good about it?’ Ethan suspected that Professor Alcasis threw it without looking and used magic carelessly.

After the short conversation with the professor, all the students, including Ethan, started practicing.

The second-years worked hard as second-years, the third-years as third-years, and Lagesa as Lagesa.

“So, let’s see, if blue spots bloom on the back like this… you either ate the wrong kind of blue king mushroom, or you’re already a corpse and have been hit with black magic!”

“…Do I look like a corpse to you, wizard?”

“Ah, no. Have you eaten any mushrooms recently?”

“Yes…” Angaro avoided the patient’s suspicious gaze and hurried to the shelf for a potion.

The huge shelf was full of labels, nameplates, potions, and ingredients, making one dizzy just looking at it.

>Potion to solve poisonous mushrooms for already dead patients>

>Potion to solve poisonous mushrooms for patients who can’t speak>

>Potion to solve poisonous mushrooms that you can still walk after eating>

‘Found it!’ Angaro grabbed (Potion to solve poisonous mushrooms that you can still walk after eating) and ran over.

It was easy to be mistaken because of Ethan, but it was very rare for someone like Ethan to quickly patch up dozens of serious injuries alone.

Usually, healing school wizards were given more time.

The patients who came here had unusual or difficult diseases that they couldn’t solve nearby, so healing school wizards had to figure this out first.

So, they often used ready-made potions and ingredients rather than magic.

Of course, there were trial and error moments, such as asking the patient if they were a corpse…

Angaro took off the cork and put the glass bottle to the patient’s mouth, making him gulp it down.

As the blue spots disappeared, Angaro was pleased.

‘Already the third one!’ At this rate, he had broken his own record.

Filled with confidence, Angaro glanced over, curious about what Ethan was doing.

“Skeleton warrior, hold the patient tight. It’s okay. He’s an undead, but he’s a good guy. This can be cured with Cold-Soaked Jade.” Ethan waved his staff.

Then, the Cold-Soaked Jade flew from the shelf. The skeleton warrior threw it into a small pot and began to brew the contents.

“It’s done. Next! You say your arm is broken and you see hallucinations every time you breathe?”

‘What is it?’ Angaro tilted his head.

He couldn’t think of any disease that caused a broken arm and hallucinations every time you breathe.

“Let me check. Hmm. You’ve been cursed with mana mutation. I need a potion… Eh, I’ll just push it out with mana. Hold your breath. Done. I pushed out the curse. Try breathing. Are you okay? Now, I’ll fix your broken arm. Next!”

“……”

Ethan began to deal with the patients quickly.

Ethan had not only helped the Healing Magic seniors all last year but also gained practical experience.

He was knowledgeable about diseases and sharp in detecting them.

If he thought he could solve it with his mana, he pushed it out.

Thud!

Ethan’s strong magic was especially good at getting rid of ghosts, evil spirits, and curses.

Angaro was amazed as he watched Ethan heal ten patients in one minute using only his magic! Then, Angaro started to notice something odd.

‘Wait a minute. Do only those kinds of patients keep coming to Ethan?’

Angaro felt something strange and looked around.

Just then, a patient arrived in the third-year section.

“How are you feeling?”

“I patrolled near the tomb last night, and now every time I close my eyes, I hear strange laughter… Ugh…”

“A weak evil spirit has possessed you. Do you see that second-year section over there? Do you see that junior whose line is quickly disappearing? Go to him and ask him to push it out with mana.”

“……”

Only then did Angaro realize the truth and become furious.

Even the fourth-year students were sending patients to Ethan!

-Hey. It’s going to be a bit of a hassle to treat this… How many potions will it take? >Lagrinde’s Reverse Fire Potion>, >Dobruk’s Blood Drop Potion>, >Birch Potion>…

-Let’s just send it to Ethan and have him push it out with mana.

-Won’t it consume too much mana?

-It’s okay. Look at that line over there. He’ll have plenty left.

“Ethan! You’re being tricked!”

“What?” Ethan was flustered by Angaro’s call.

Tricked?

“The seniors are sending patients to you!”

“…No. I knew that. Angaro, focus.”

“Angaro, please focus,” Tizling scolded. Angaro sat down in confusion.

‘Am I the strange one!? Aren’t the seniors the strange ones!?’

“Rest!” Senior Falcrius shouted cheerfully when the wyverns no longer came.

Students quickly lay down everywhere.

Students here could sleep anywhere. They laid their cloaks on the floor, cast simple cushion magic and warming magic, and immediately fell asleep.

“Phew. You’ve worked hard, Ethan.”

“Ah. Senior Falcrius. Will I pass the exam at this rate?”

“You’re doing amazing, Ethan. You’ll get top marks for sure. But you know what? Grades aren’t really the most important thing in Healing Magic. It’s more about staying strong and not getting too stressed.”

“??”

Ethan looked surprised.

Grades don’t matter, how could that be possible?

“What do you mean?”

“Huh? There are so few Healing Magic wizards that grades don’t really matter. Even if you fail and graduate, you’ll be called right away.”

“……”

Ethan attempted denial.

“Still, it’s a bit more advantageous… or being assigned to the Imperial Capital…”

“Haha! There are already Healing Magic wizards there!”

Big cities like the Imperial Capital already have enough healers. They don’t need many more.

Usually, new Healing Magic wizards were sent to harsh and difficult places where many people were injured.

‘…Well, I’m learning other kinds of magic too…’ Ethan tried to stay positive.

One of the few advantages of taking all school courses was that if your own school seemed to be failing, you could mentally escape to another school.

“Phew. Anyway, if you’re not going to sleep, come with me for a moment. I’ll show you something good.”

“Oh. Just a moment.”

Ethan tried to call his friends, but they had already fallen asleep. Ethan was about to splash water on Angaro but stopped.

From the second year onwards, even the White Tiger Tower students began to have dark circles under their eyes.

“Let’s go. But what’s so good about it?” Ethan thought of snacks, escape methods, or evil backroom deals.

If you made it to fourth year here without using tricks or finding ways to escape, that would be really scary!

Does that mean you survived with only pure goodwill and a sense of responsibility?

‘I hope Senior Falcrius isn’t like that.’

“Do you see that wizard lying there? He’s a wizard from the Mulmasan Mountain Magic Tower.”

‘Yes. Did that wizard propose some kind of deal? Like letting us go out?’

“What? No deals! Look at that wizard over there. He has a really strange illness. I wanted you to see it. It’s a good chance to learn something new.”

“……”

Ethan glared at Senior Falcrius, feeling betrayed.

Ethan was disappointed. He thought Senior Falcrius was going to show him something fun, not just another sick person!