Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 948

Lee Han quickly gave up.

He realized he had been too careless in front of someone like Yoane.

‘Damn it. Imitating Gainando is too difficult,’ he thought.

Strangely, imitating Gainando seemed harder than imitating the Skull Headmaster.

Lee Han, giving up, pointed at Yoane’s amethyst glasses and asked,

“Did you use those to check who I am?”

“No,” Yoane replied. “Wodanaz’s magic makes it hard for my glasses to see clearly.”

“Then… how did you know?”

Yoane shrugged. “Simple logic.”

A wizard focused only on magic often missed important things.

Yoner didn’t have many smart friends. Among them, only Wodanaz was close enough to borrow Gainando’s name.

“It would be good to remember Wodanaz too,” Yoane said.

“Thank you. I will remember what I learned today,” Lee Han replied.

The two gave up and took off their disguises. Suddenly, Lee Han, realizing something was off, asked,

“By the way, why is Meikin here…?”

Lee Han thought about it. This workshop belonged to Prince Bogajun, not Yoane. Why was she here?

Yoane and the other alchemists paused. Maybe it was his imagination, but some of the alchemists seemed to be avoiding eye contact.

“I came for alchemy, of course,” Yoane said. “Isn’t the exchange between alchemists wonderful?”

“Then where are the alchemists from this workshop…?” Lee Han asked.

Yoane replied, “Wodanaz, that’s not important right now.”

Yoane changed the subject smoothly. Lee Han and Yoner didn’t even notice her cleverness.

“Wodanaz and Yoner brought the Nago family’s potion?”

“Ah. Yes,” Lee Han said.

“You knew Nago?” Yoane asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Lee Han replied.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a lie.

“New professor?” Yoane inquired.

“That might be,” Yoner said to herself.

Her friend would probably become a professor at Einroguard someday, so this wasn’t a lie either.

Unaware that Lee Han was having wicked thoughts, he opened his mouth.

“Does Meikin also know Nago?”

“How could I not?” Yoane replied. “It’s a bigger rumor than all the transport ships to Granden City sinking. Of course, I’ve heard of it. But… could that potion be Blackroot?”

Yoner felt a chill down her spine. Something was wrong!

But unfortunately, Lee Han didn’t seem to sense the danger.

“It is Blackroot,” Lee Han confirmed.

“Could I take a quick look?” Yoane asked.

“Sure,” Lee Han said.

Since it wasn’t a difficult request, Lee Han readily took out a Blackroot potion.

Other workshops couldn’t be shown unless a formal appointment was made, but the students were carrying one Blackroot each so they could show it at any time.

The alchemists gasped at the special nature of it, which was completely different from ordinary Blackroot. Yoane’s smile also widened slightly.

“Excellent,” Yoane said.

“Indeed. It was the Nago family after all…” The alchemists nodded, convinced.

Things that seem like coincidences are often connected.

The rumor of the unusual wizard that had recently spread in Granden City, and the rumor of the special potion that spread at the same time, had to be related.

It was the potion cultivated by the wizard’s family. The alchemists exchanged triumphant glances.

Finally found it!

“Then, Wodanaz,” Yoane said. “May I ask you one more thing?”

“Please do,” Lee Han replied.

“Why didn’t you bring this Blackroot to my workshop?”

Yoane smiled more deeply than she had all day. The alchemists behind her also spoke as if they were disappointed.

“We’re disappointed, Wodanaz,” one alchemist said. “Didn’t you work at our workshop?”

“Did our workshop do something wrong?” another asked.

Lee Han was slightly embarrassed by the alchemists’ accusations. Yoner was even sweating.

‘What’s wrong with her?’ Lee Han wondered.

Since his friend didn’t seem to be of any help, Lee Han answered, “Next time, I was going to visit…”

“You’re not going to say you were planning to visit next, are you?” Yoane interrupted. “Is there any reason to go out of your way to pass by my workshop last?”

Now, Lee Han’s back was starting to sweat as well.

He felt the pressure he had felt when facing the mad doppelganger.

‘I was careless,’ he thought. ‘She’s Yoner’s sister, but she’s a professor-level wizard. Someone like Professor Verdus.’

He didn’t know how long she had been collecting rumors about the Nago family while going around the surrounding alchemy workshops.

‘Does she have nothing to do?’ he wondered.

“It’s the most important place, so I was going to prepare as much as possible and visit it last,” Lee Han explained.

“I see,” Yoane said. “I thought for a moment… Could someone have spread bad rumors about my workshop? Spreading false rumors that it’s not a good place to sell potions… like that.”

Yoner started hiccuping softly. Lee Han struggled to manage his expression.

‘From now on, before visiting any mansion, I should secretly check the number of people first…’ he thought.

In Lee Han’s view, Yoane seemed almost half-convinced.

Saying that he was going to visit last without stopping by even though it was on the route wasn’t a good excuse. Someone like Yoane would have noticed it right away.

“Wodanaz,” Yoane said. “Let me tell you first, I never skimp on good things. Think back to when you worked at our workshop last time. Did I skimp on the price?”

“No, you didn’t,” Lee Han admitted.

“Right?” Yoane asked.

Yoner glanced at her sister and said, “But potions are different…”

She didn’t skimp on gold for talented people, but potions were a different story.

Yoane wasn’t an alchemist who forcibly paid more gold because of rumors. She would never pay more than the exact value she thought it was worth.

That was Yoane Meikin.

“Yoner,” Yoane explained, “potions are different from talented people. You can get it anytime, anywhere, and it can be replaced, so there’s no reason to pay more gold than necessary.”

“But if it’s a really good potion, and it’s also a limited amount, the story is different.” Yoane was accurately calculating the value, not an alchemist who would ever buy it at a bargain price.

“But if it’s a potion like this, I can pay any amount more than other workshops. Here. Look.”

Lee Han and Yoner’s eyes widened at the sight of gold coins being piled up on the scales.

It was twice as much gold as the price they had discussed with other workshops.

“Are you really going to pay this much?” Lee Han asked.

“Because it’s a potion worth that much,” Yoane replied. “I pay that much gold for things that are worth it.”

Lee Han and Yoner exchanged glances and nodded. At this point, there was no need to worry any more. He was even worried that Yoane might be losing too much.

There was an advantage to exclusively obtaining the necessary potion, but…

“If someone offers to pay a higher price, please let me know,” Yoane said.

Yoane’s eyes were calm, but inside, he could feel a strong will. Yoner whispered in a flustered voice, “My sister must really like the potion. I didn’t know it would be this much.”

“Is it because there’s no Blackroot in Granden City right now?” Lee Han asked.

Even considering that, Yoane’s reaction was unusual.

Lee Han and Yoner realized that the potion they had made was more outstanding than they had expected.

“Yoner,” Lee Han said, “the best tycoon in Granden City might really be possible…”

“Not to that extent, but it’s true that it can run really stably,” Yoner replied.

Yoane, who was smiling brightly and listening to their conversation, opened her mouth.

“Then, may I ask you one last question?”

“Yes,” Lee Han replied.

“Who said bad things about my workshop?”

Yoner gasped at Yoane’s sudden question.

The way she was staring at her while asking the question was almost as if she had identified the culprit.

‘I’ve been had…!’ Yoner thought.

Lee Han sighed next to Yoner, who was screaming inwardly.

“You can’t hide anything in front of Meikin,” Lee Han said. “You have to keep the secret.”

“Of course,” Yoner replied.

“It’s Gainando,” Lee Han revealed.

Yoane looked caught off guard. Could it be that it wasn’t her younger sister, but Gainando?!

“Speculation wave. Speculation wave…” Anglago muttered.

“Why can’t you remember this time when you were so into watching the play at the palace?” Salco asked, wondering why Anglago couldn’t remember.

“Is that the same as this?!” Anglago flared up. “I was so shocked at that time that my memory flew away! And I didn’t care about the speculation wave at that time either! I cared about the treasure map!”

It was still a fact that made him feel betrayed, that Stedal Nago was a non-existent person.

The story of the charming Stedal and Lee Han’s forced study were completely different stories even though they were the same story. The latter was no different from Einroguard study.

‘What a strange guy,’ Salco thought.

Salco knocked on the door of the alchemy workshop. “Are you there?”

No answer came back. Salco and Anglago looked at each other when there was no answer even though the light could be seen inside the window.

“What is it?” Salco wondered.

“Are you there? Hello!” Salco knocked on the door repeatedly.

He heard someone answering from inside. “Sorry. I was sleeping.”

“In the middle of the day? Did something happen…?” Salco asked.

“It’s nothing,” the alchemist replied. “Fellow alchemists came to visit and had a drink, and I drank too much.”

Salco and Anglago looked around the workshop through the open door. There were a lot of alchemists sprawled out drunk.

“Um. Then I’ll come next time,” Salco said.

“Yes. I’m sorry. Ugh…” The alchemist who opened the door immediately rushed inside, probably because he had a bad hangover.

The two tilted their heads and walked out.

“Do the alchemists in Granden City usually enjoy drinking during the day?” Salco asked.

“There’s no way,” Anglago replied. “Don’t say stupid things. It must be a coincidence.”

Salco knocked on the door of the next mansion. “Are you there?”

It wasn’t a workshop here, but it was a merchant’s mansion that was very interested in alchemy, so it was a good place to sell.

“The owner is very drunk. I’m sorry, but please go back today,” a voice said.

“Yes?” Salco asked.

“The alchemists he knows came to visit and opened a small banquet. I’m sorry.”

After that, the two gradually felt fear as the alchemists and merchants of the workshop were drunk wherever they went.

Was there some kind of festival in Granden City that they didn’t know about?

“It wouldn’t be Headmaster’s prank, would it,” Anglago asked.

“There’s no way! Don’t say such unlucky things,” Salco replied.