Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1051

Even though the Skull Headmaster often acted that way, Lee Han was still a little annoyed when Professor Garcia did the same thing.

‘Are they both being too harsh?’

Of course, they had both known Professor Volardi for much longer.

Especially the Skull Headmaster, who knew Professor Volardi from his student days.

Lee Han thought it was hard to really understand Professor Volardi.

‘Perhaps he had a difficult adolescence.’

It wouldn’t be surprising if he spat while walking down the Einroguard corridors, punched anyone from another tower he saw, or cast spells at beaver beastmen.

But surely anyone can change.

In fact, Professor Volardi had recently shown a surprisingly changed appearance as the number of his faction’s disciples increased by 100%.

He might be stopped by the heartfelt persuasion of his disciples!

‘That lad. He’s thinking useless thoughts again.’

The Skull Headmaster stared at his disciple as if he were pathetic.

This boy from the Wodanaz family often had useless thoughts.

Because of his emotionless, statue-like features, he appeared to be in serious contemplation even when he was just standing still, so other professors were easily fooled…

The Skull Headmaster was not fooled.

Tap!

“Don’t think useless thoughts.”

Lee Han was startled when he was hit with the staff again.

“How did you know?”

Occasionally, this teacher showed off his wicked mind-reading abilities.

The Skull Headmaster mumbled, ‘If I could really read minds with magic, I’d use it to build a new castle in Einroguard!’ But Lee Han wondered, ‘Could a great wizard like him be lying?’

‘Is he really reading it with illusion magic?’

Tap!

The Skull Headmaster hit him once more and then said,

“Write it down.”

“Yes.”

“The name of the evil god before he fell and disappeared was Sanguiros. His worshippers called him ‘The Fair Regent.’ He was favored by the old western vampires, and…”

Originally, information about such evil gods was not readily given unless necessary.

Even the Skull Headmaster, who respected almost infinite freedom, placed controls on certain knowledge, and one of those was knowledge about these evil gods.

The Skull Headmaster and other wise wizards believed that gods were made from the combined thoughts and feelings of people with souls.

Conversely, it meant that the moment you knew, you were bound to get involved.

Most of the time, it wouldn’t be a big problem, but very occasionally, if misfortune piled upon misfortune, life could get twisted.

Even the Prahgal Order seemed like a group of morons trying to transform into unpleasant tentacle chimeras…

…but when a person was in a desperate situation, the power of life and regeneration that the evil god Prahgal possessed could urgently come to mind.

Especially for Einroguard wizards who actively did strange things, more caution was needed.

“But you’ll probably be fine.”

“Student Lee Han has already had a lot of contact with other evil gods, so it probably won’t make a difference if we hide it.”

“…Professor. Have I done something wrong??”

Professor Garcia’s words, even more so than the Skull Headmaster’s, stung him sharply.

An attitude as if she had given up!

It was hard to believe that this was the Professor Garcia who loved her students.

“No, no. I just half gave up on Lee Han and trust him.”

“Professor…!”

Lee Han was moved again. It was indeed Professor Garcia.

“Why are you pretending not to hear the words ‘gave up’?”

The Skull Headmaster sneered from the side and continued his explanation.

This evil god, Sanguiros, was uniquely given the title ‘Fair’ because of the characteristics he possessed.

If you offered a sacrifice, he would grant power equal to it.

An outsider might ask, ‘What’s so special about that?’ but it was indeed special.

Basically, gods didn’t always give a reward just because something was sacrificed.

If such an equal exchange were established, the Phoenix Tower students would be freely using divine magic right now.

“Well, I was lucky enough to receive a few divine spells, but it’s generally difficult.”

“Student Lee Han isn’t lucky, it’s just that his magic power is… no. Never mind. Let’s keep listening.”

In any case, Sanguiros’s characteristic of returning rewards promptly gave his worshippers a very strong impression.

How attractive would he feel compared to gods who didn’t answer no matter how much they were called?

“That’s suspicious. There’s no way there would only be good things in such a deal.”

“Your intuition has improved a lot.”

Of course, if it ended there, he wouldn’t be called an evil god.

Sanguiros basically preferred bloody sacrifices, and gave more rewards to those who offered more blood.

This system was inevitably a structure that could only lead to violence and ruin, and…

“Eventually, he was exposed and fell. These guys can’t last long anyway.”

Compared to this Sanguiros, Prahgal or Ksaksarigol were rather tame.

It was impossible not to draw attention to the area being stained with blood.

“There must have been a large-scale subjugation.”

“Large-scale? Um… well. Sort of. Anyway, he’s roughly like this, so don’t be fooled even if a stranger you meet for the first time comes and coaxes you to give him power through a fair deal.”

“Do you take me for some kind of idiot?”

“Don’t believe him even if he says he’ll teach you magic.”

‘Could they really see me as an idiot?’

Lee Han was slightly suspicious.

Otherwise, why would they worry so much…

“Just be careful if someone who likes blood and seems strangely strong is lurking around.”

“There seem to be a lot of those in Einroguard.”

“You’ll have a lot of outings in the second semester, so I’m already worried.”

The Skull Headmaster looked at Professor Garcia and said,

From the second semester of their second year, Einroguard students had to secure gold coins through odd jobs, no, through fair and noble requests.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to handle the magic costs that would be consumed like crazy from the third year.

Inevitably, the number of outings would increase significantly, so there was no way they wouldn’t be worried.

“Professor Begreck will be staying in Einroguard anyway, so what are you worried about?”

Lee Han asked, puzzled, but the Skull Headmaster ignored him and continued talking to Professor Garcia.

“If we just send out the Wodanaz lad, magical criminals will flock to him like flies, and if we attach Professor Begreck to him, the remnants of the evil god worshippers might flock to him like mosquitoes.”

“It’s a truly difficult problem.”

This was a tricky problem, like trying to decide between two bad choices.

If they only sent out student Lee Han, magical criminals would stick to him, and if they attached Professor Begreck, evil god worshippers would stick to him…

Suddenly, the Skull Headmaster stopped talking and frowned.

He felt a strange sense of unease near the mansion outside the dungeon.

“There are mosquitoes buzzing around the mansion.”

“Yes? What crazy person are you talking about?”

Lee Han was surprised instead of being afraid or trembling at the fact that a pursuer was lurking near the mansion.

Basically, this was a dragon’s mansion. Although Jo-Urin was still immature, her combat power was by no means weak.

‘It’s even more dangerous.’

He didn’t even want to imagine how much destructive power a dragon who couldn’t control herself would have.

Besides, the End of Einroguard and the Skull Headmaster were here right now.

The water spirit seemed to think so too, as she stopped taking care of the dungeon in the corner and was dumbfounded.

What crazy mortal is lurking around here?

“It seems he really has been resurrected. Come out!”

As the Skull Headmaster impatiently ordered, an intruder who had only been looking for a way to break into the house over the wall suddenly appeared at the end of the passage.

“!”

The intruder showed a moment of surprise, but soon regained his composure.

The intruder looked surprisingly ordinary, like any worker you might see on the street.

He was wearing a simple, dusty brown tunic, and held a worn wooden work plate in his hand, looking like a worker belonging to the city’s guild to anyone who saw him.

However, as the intruder approached, Lee Han was able to notice the foreign part.

It was the look in his eyes. The worker’s eyes were gleaming red with murderous intent.

“I’m here for the Archmage… to pay my respects.”

A voice leaked out from the worker’s throat. It was a strange voice that felt intense power, completely out of place.

The Skull Headmaster seemed to feel humiliated and unpleasant about the situation itself, where some evil god worshipper had followed him and come to pay his respects.

He cast his gaze as if looking at a bug and said,

“If you came to pay your respects, just say what you came to say and hurry up and die. I don’t want to listen for long.”

“I-I will. The Archmage has a bad relationship with us.”

“How many people wouldn’t say they have a bad relationship with you lot.”

“B-But you, the Archmage, are the one who inflicted fatal wounds on us. S-So wait for revenge.”

“You’ll have to stand at the back of a very long line.”

Even though a minion of the resurrected evil god order had come to declare war, the Skull Headmaster was indifferent.

“Have you said everything you wanted to say? It seems you have. Then…”

“Headmaster. Her Highness is still here.”

“Good point. Excellent.”

The Skull Headmaster praised his disciple for once.

There was no point in showing Jo-Urin someone being turned to dust in front of her.

If she later developed a hobby of ‘Jo-Urin will try it too!’, a summons letter would be sent from the Imperial Palace right away.

“I’ll have to drag him away and get rid of him. Your Highness. I’m sorry. I brought a pesky bug…”

Intruder!

Jo-Urin shouted belatedly. The Skull Headmaster and Lee Han looked at the dragon worriedly.

Could she have been greatly shocked?

An intruder has finally entered the dungeon! Into Jo-Urin’s dungeon!

Jo-Urin was surprised.

In a slightly different direction than the two had thought.

Intruders who targeted dungeons didn’t just enter any dungeon. They only entered places that were valuable as dungeons.

Jo-Urin puffed out her chest a little. ‘Someone thinks my house is a real dungeon!’

“…Your Highness. That guy is actually an evil god worshipper and came after the Headmaster…”

“Shhh. Be quiet.”

The Skull Headmaster shut his disciple’s mouth.

There was no point in telling Jo-Urin about evil gods in detail, and…

…she seemed so happy that there was no need to spoil her mood.

“Junior, you don’t need to worry about it. He was just a crazy evil god worshipper.”

Eandurde looked at his senior with a sullen expression.

He had been whispering with the Skull Headmaster and Professor Garcia in the corner for a long time, and then suddenly got rid of the intruder and said, ‘It was nothing, just a crazy evil god worshipper,’ so it was hard not to feel suspicious.

“…I understand.”

Still, Eandurde showed faith in his senior.

Even if there was something he was hiding, he believed that he was hiding it because Eandurde shouldn’t know.

Eandurde turned his gaze.

Jo-Urin had been quiet since earlier.

Looking at her serious expression, he was worried that she might be pondering the sense of unease felt from the intruder.

If this dragon asked questions without noticing…

‘I have to step in and persuade her.’

Lee Han. Lee Han.

“Why are you calling?”

The fact that this mansion has been exposed to intruders means that Jo-Urin may be in danger. Then shouldn’t Jo-Urin move her location for a while?

“To where?”

A safe place would be good! A place with many wizards and a magic tower. If possible, it would be even better if it started with ‘E’.

“Indeed.”

“What do you mean ‘indeed’? Can’t you stop him!?”

The Skull Headmaster was horrified and scolded his disciple.

Who else is he trying to bring now?!