Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1087

Even if Uman helped Jaurin, it probably wouldn’t matter much. Uman seemed like he would give up easily if Jaurin insisted or got angry.

Maybe that burden would fall even more on Wodanaz.

‘Thinking about it that way is a bit of a comfort.’

Having a young dragon nagging him might actually help his disciple grow.

Of course, he himself would hate it very much, but isn’t magic all about growing by doing things you don’t want to do?

The Skull Headmaster leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. “Alright then, good luck, Uman. I’ll be watching to see how much better you make Einrogaard this semester.”

Uman puffed out his chest, his small dragon wings twitching. “Hmph! Laugh if you want, Headmaster, but I won’t change my mind!”

He stood straight and tall, like a small statue made of stone, showing he was serious. His bright eyes flashed with determination. “I have been getting ready for this moment! The wizards of Einrogaard will be happy with how I do things!”

The Skull Headmaster raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. “Oh really? Let’s hear it. What amazing plan did you come up with? Did you bring a mountain of gold coins?”

If he had prepared a mountain of gold coins, it would have been a truly threatening strategy.

The students of Einrogaard would gladly sell out the Headmaster for just a pile of gold coins.

Besides, there were some who would sell him out even without a pile of gold coins…

Considering Uman’s position as a Wizard Card and the wealth he had accumulated, bringing a golden bribery strategy was entirely possible.

“What nonsense are you talking about! I respect the wizards of Einrogaard. I would never bribe them with gold!”

“You still have a long way to go.”

The Skull Headmaster looked at the young dragon with pity.

This dragon still didn’t know what the wizards of Einrogaard liked.

In his mind, gold was the real sign of respect!

“I plan to change how wizards at Einrogaard do things using fairness and justice, not threats or bribes. Professors are no exception. Especially wizards like Professor Verdus, I will never leave them alone!”

“Oh…”

The Skull Headmaster’s expression softened for the first time today at the satisfying story.

This is a bit plausible?

“That was good. If you keep doing that, the wizards might like your methods a little.”

“…It’s no use pretending to be calm. I know you care about Professor Verdus!”

The Skull Headmaster immediately turned serious. His eyes narrowed to slits, and his jaw tightened, making his sculpted face look like cold stone.

“Absolutely not, so don’t say things like that again.”

“I, I’m sorry…”

“No… it’s alright. My bad. I don’t know why I’m getting angry at a child. Just do your best. Oh, and don’t torment Wodanaz too much. He’s fun, but also a little pitiful.”

“I told you, I have no intention of interfering with the students!”

Uman stormed out, still mistaken that the Skull Headmaster was teasing him.

As the dragon left, the knights said worriedly.

-Are you alright, Master?

“If I’m not alright? What, should I kick him out?”

-That’s not what I meant…

“It’s only a month or two anyway. With His Highness’s personality, I bet complaints will pour in after that.”

The Skull Headmaster was indifferent.

It would be annoying, but he was sure that a personality like Uman’s couldn’t last long in Einrogaard.

Before two months passed, letters from students begging the Emperor to save them would arrive.

“Until then, keep the warehouse securely locked and don’t do anything weird. It’ll be annoying if he chases after you.”

-What about the professors and students?

If the inspector came and stirred things up, the professors and students might actually be more troublesome than the Skull Headmaster.

“What do you mean, what about them? They have to do well on their own. It’s a good thing, actually. Let them suffer a bit.”

Usually, the professors and students (especially Professor Beomoo) often criticized the Skull Headmaster for being too stingy and heartless.

Those words usually came out when he didn’t give them more time for their magic research or assignments, which was absurd from the Skull Headmaster’s point of view.

Do these guys have no conscience even though they have bodies?

Perhaps Uman’s appearance might be a punishment for these lax Einrogaard wizards.

“Still, I should send a message. Send letters to the professors.”

-Even to Professor Bible Verdus?

“No. Exclude him.”

-How wise!

Even knights who only worked out of loyalty needed rewards sometimes.

Seeing Professor Verdus getting thoroughly shaken up as soon as the new semester started would be reward enough.

Later that day, at a villa not far from the school…

Yoner thought to himself, ‘It feels like he’s bringing a new guest every time he goes out, is it just my imagination?’

He knew that Wodanaz’s family friend had a wide network, but still, to bring a new guest every time he went out.

Moreover, the guests were all splendid in their own way.

Professors, Headmasters, wizards who were among the top five in the Empire for cuteness, dragons…

“What do you think?”

“Huh? Isn’t it normal?” Nilia, suddenly asked a question, answered without much thought, puzzled.

Isn’t it normal for great noble families to have such wide connections?

“Indeed.”

Yoner nodded.

Well, Nilia had as wide a network as Ihan, so it was natural that she wouldn’t feel anything strange about it.

‘…Di-did I answer something wrong?’

Nilia was slightly embarrassed when her friend didn’t say anything more and moved on.

She just answered without thinking…!

“Alright. This is my junior’s villa,” Dirette explained to the Dark Magic faction students on behalf of her junior, who had a dual identity.

After all, it was impossible for him to enter this mansion under the identity of Stedal Nago.

“Where did Nago go?” Kohorti admired the villa and then belatedly remembered Stedal Nago’s existence.

He disappeared somewhere, where did he go?

“He left earlier. He said he had something to do,” Dirette made up an excuse, annoyed. Kohorti had a mixed expression of regret and respect.

“How long has it been since he defeated the demon that he’s moving like that.”

“There was no fight even when he defeated the demon.”

“Can’t you be quiet? How great is it that he negotiated with the angel without fighting and ended the persuasion,” Kohorti grumbled as if he had been insulted.

At that sight, the Dark Magic faction students whispered among themselves.

“Why is that person following us even though he graduated?”

“Should we just tell him to go back?”

“…Okay. Just stay still.”

Kohorti quietly shut his mouth at the rebellion of his juniors.

‘You guys are so stupid that you don’t even know what’s great.’

In fact, it wasn’t that the Dark Magic faction students didn’t respect Stedal Nago. Kohorti was just a bit eccentric.

Kohorti moved his steps, vowing that he would never introduce his juniors even if he became friends with Stedal Nago later.

“Wait. Yukbertire. Have you ever been here before?” Dirette paused at her friend’s reaction, who was moving as if she was familiar with the place. Yukbertire nodded.

“When?”

“I’ve been coming here to stay since I was working last time.”

Dirette realized the truth a beat late.

So, she didn’t just follow her junior and rip off his magic, but she stayed at the villa and ripped him off!

“…I can’t do this. Where’s Stedal Nago? Call Stedal Nago.”

“Senior! You’re back!” Ihan, who had undone his disguise and appeared from inside, called out to Dirette.

Then, he was embarrassed by the sight of his senior looking for Stedal Nago.

“Why are you doing this? It’s different from what we promised.”

“S-sorry. Yukbertire momentarily took my reason… no. Wait a minute. Why did you let Yukbertire stay?”

“I couldn’t just tell her to get lost since she’s a senior…”

“From now on, just tell her to get lost. If it’s hard to say, just change your identity and do it.”

‘Is she really a friend?’

Ihan was embarrassed by Dirette’s more violent claim than himself.

She’s his friend!

“Junior. Think about it. If you can’t kick out a senior, what are you going to do when the professor comes later? Are you going to accept him then too?”

“Ah. Professor. Hello.” Professor Voladi was seen walking behind him. Ihan greeted him politely.

When their eyes met, the professor nodded lightly.

Dirette blinked.

There’s a professor too?

“Why is the professor here?!”

“It’s a long story. Senior. Unlike Senior Yukbertire, there’s a valid reason for this.”

Unlike Yukbertire, who was accepted because she might cause a scene, Professor Voladi had a persuasive reason related to the evil god worshippers.

Dirette, who was listening with a serious expression, nodded as if she was very displeased.

“Well… I understand. Professor Begreck has a reason to be here. Still, you need to get into the habit of rejecting Yukbertire. Otherwise…”

The front door opened and the Skull Headmaster in human form and Professor Garcia entered.

“Professor Voladi. Come here! I have something to discuss with Professor Garcia for a moment.”

“Ah. Do you need anything to drink?” Ihan asked, looking at Professor Garcia. His attitude was so natural, considering the Headmaster and Professor had burst into the villa.

“I’m fine.”

“I’m fine too. Student Ihan.”

Unlike the two, Professor Voladi replaced his answer with a gesture. It meant to stay still.

Dirette couldn’t close her mouth and stared blankly at the familiar back view of him taking out a white teapot and teacup, placing them on a tray, and walking away.

…Is this perhaps the Einrogaard annex??

“Wh-what was that just now?”

“Isn’t the Headmaster a bit shameless? I asked Professor Garcia if he needed anything to drink, not the Headmaster.”

“…Not that! Why are you all gathering here so naturally?!”

The second-year students nearby paused at Dirette’s shout.

Huh?

‘Come to think of it?’

I had gotten so used to the shock that I had forgotten, but when I thought about it, this was very strange.

You don’t usually meet the Headmaster or professors this often during vacation.

“I guess it just happened that way.”

“I don’t think this can be summarized as ‘it just happened that way’…”

Professor Garcia’s shrill scream was heard in Dirette’s ear as she muttered.

Dirette, as well as the other students, were startled.

“Professor!!”

“Headmaster, don’t attack Professor Garcia!”

The students rushed inside. They thought the Skull Headmaster might be sending Professor Garcia to the punishment room.

However, the scene inside the drawing room was different from what they expected. Professor Garcia was perfectly fine.

…His expression was pale, though.

“E-everyone. It’s nothing. You don’t have to worry.”

“Punishment room? Interrogation? Fired?”

“Einrogaard bankrupt? Magic plague? Evil god’s descent? End of the world?”

The students each threw out guesses as to what made Professor Garcia scream.

Professor Garcia shook his head, pushing the students out.

“You don’t have to worry! So don’t worry about it.”

“How can we not worry…”

Bang!

As the door closed, the students fell into confusion. Even Dirette, who was a fifth-year, did.

“The professor isn’t someone who would scream.”

“Shall we eavesdrop on the meeting?”

At Ihan’s words, Dirette wondered if her junior had been aiming for this by inviting the professors so often.

Could it be…

Bang!

Suddenly, the drawing room door opened. The Skull Headmaster shouted from inside.

“Wodanaz. Don’t break the soundproofing magic, it’s annoying. If you break it, I’ll make you cast it until you can cast it perfectly.”

Bang!

And then the drawing room door closed again. Ihan stared at the closed door as if he was upset.

How did he know?