Even though his senior mage was very angry about how unfair everything was, Ethan kept moving without stopping.
Really, Ethan had already forgotten Uccbelltire was even angry. He didn’t care.
Ethan ignored many mages at Einroguard. He had a list of people he could ignore, even if they complained. This senior mage, who was royalty, was definitely on that list.
“Huh?! You can move already?!”
Dirette was in the mortuary on the second floor of the Black Magic Hall. The air was thick with the smell of herbs and something faintly metallic. Dim light from a single lamp cast long shadows across the stone floor. Raphael stood nearby, his face pale, as Dirette carefully placed the preserved lungs into a glass jar. Dirette was surprised when Ethan, his junior, came into the room.
After what happened, it would be normal to rest for a few days…
“I’m fine now,” Ethan said. “I came to take the final exams first.”
“Is that so?” Dirette replied, finishing his work with the lungs and sealing the jar with magic.
For the past few days, Professor Mortoom had been busy. He helped Headmaster Skull fix the magic around Einroguard. They needed to clean up bad mana. It was hard work. Professor Mortoom was now lying down and groaning.
But in Einroguard, mages had to work even if they were in pain. Ethan, a student, was working without rest. So, Dirette thought Professor Mortoom should also work. Dirette was very strict about these things.
“Bring Professor Mortoom here,” Dirette said firmly.
“Um, Senior,” Raphael said, looking even more scared than before. “Professor… didn’t he collapse a little while ago?”
“Yeah, he did,” Dirette said. “But a potion will fix him right up. Grab that one over there and pour it down his throat.”
“…Yes!” Raphael nodded quickly, his face even more terrified. It was hard to tell if he was more afraid of the mortuary or Dirette.
“Are you really okay?” Dirette asked as he went down the stairs with his junior to take the final exam.
He hadn’t seen it himself, but Dirette knew what happened from rumors. The Headmaster felt threatened by his popular double, so he tried to beat him. Ethan got angry at this and fought on the other side.
He fought Headmaster Skull, so he must be hurt. Even if he looks okay, his mana is probably messed up…
‘Oh. He’s fine.’ Dirette was surprised when he checked Ethan’s mana with a bone charm.
He was really fine, even better than Dirette thought.
“Then, use [Raven’s Eye], summon a skeleton golem, and make the poisons and potions on this list. Can you do it?”
Ethan was surprised.
The exam wasn’t hard, it was easy! It was just a review of what he learned this semester.
“Senior. You don’t have to do this.”
“Huh? What?”
“You made it easy because I collapsed, didn’t you?” Ethan said firmly.
It was nice to have an easy exam, but he didn’t want to cause trouble for his respected senior.
Also, this was Dirette, not Uccbelltire.
“Actually, Senior, I’m not going to worry so much about exams anymore…”
“No, I didn’t?”
“Yes?”
“I said no.” Dirette looked at his junior like he was silly. He didn’t understand what Ethan was saying.
“I gave you this exam because you already learned everything this semester. You don’t need to do more, so I’m just checking,” Dirette explained.
“…Ah. I see.” There was an awkward silence.
Dirette saw his junior was embarrassed and said kindly, “Shall we start the exam then?”
“Yes!”
The exam took less than ten minutes. Dirette gave Ethan a perfect score and thought, ‘Didn’t he say he wasn’t worried about exams?’
“Junior. What are you doing during the vacation?”
“I’m traveling around the Empire with the Headmaster to get more time to pay back the debt.”
“…Uh, uh…” Dirette was speechless. He couldn’t believe Ethan’s schedule. It was not what he expected at all.
‘Wait. I promised to help Uccbelltire with his research during the vacation, didn’t I?’
Ethan had promised to help Uccbelltire with his artificial dimension research during the vacation.
Uccbelltire had said it many times:
-The bisdiagonals part is still not finished. Shall I help you?
-No need. A junior from the Wardanaz family will help during the vacation. I’ll leave it to him.
-…Even if he has a lot of mana, isn’t it too much to use a junior like that… Then what about this overlapping magic circle?
-Ah. I’ll leave that to the junior from the Wardanaz family when he comes too. It uses a lot of mana, so I left it empty.
-I hope he doesn’t come… Okay. I understand.
-What did you say?
-No. Nothing.
But Dirette said nothing.
Shouldn’t Uccbelltire let this go, as a senior?
He couldn’t stop his junior, who was working hard for Einroguard, for small reasons.
Flap!
A paper bird flew in from the window. Dirette burned it with black fire like it was annoying. Ethan was confused.
‘Are there annoying advertising paper birds in Einroguard too?’
“Who sent it?”
“Uccbelltire. I burned it because it was probably useless. If it’s important, he’ll come himself.”
“Indeed. I think so too.”
Ethan had already forgotten about the conversation about the subworld.
Ethan was thinking as he left the Black Magic Hall after the exam.
‘It seems too easy. Did Dirette Senior lie?’
Ethan was worried that Dirette would be in trouble later because of him.
Ethan arrived at his next destination and opened the door to the [About Understanding Very Difficult and Esoteric Vision Magic] lecture hall. Professor Garcia shouted in a hurry, “Ethan, you’re here for the exam, right? Write your name on that paper and leave!”
Ethan was shocked by the strange exam. Even Gainando could get a perfect score on it!
“Oh, no… is this okay?”
“What is it?” Professor Garcia seemed too busy to look up. He was talking to Ethan, but his eyes and hands were on the magic on the desk.
“I think the Headmaster will be angry.” Ethan could tell because Professor Verdus sometimes disappeared into the disciplinary chamber.
Professors at Einroguard had a lot of freedom. But if they used it badly for teaching or exams, Headmaster Skull would get very angry.
“Headmaster told me to do this, Ethan! If you’ve taught everything you need to teach during the semester, don’t waste time!”
Professor Verdus would have been moved to hear that. But Professor Verdus would never say that, no matter how urgent Headmaster Skull was.
Professor Garcia was dealing with the aftermath of the fight between the two archmages, who had used their own worlds.
It would be strange if there were no problems after a world from a mage’s imagination came into our world.
He had to check for problems or cracks in the Einroguard area and prepare for anything bad that might happen.
And he had to fix everything as cheaply as possible!
Only professors who could do these almost impossible things every year were true Einroguard professors.
“Ethan did well enough this semester. So it’s okay to skip it like this!”
“Thank you, Professor.”
“Have a good vacation, Ethan. Don’t work too hard!” Professor Garcia was still looking at the desk as he said goodbye. Then, he suddenly remembered something and asked, “By the way, Ethan, do you have plans for the vacation?”
“I’m traveling around to talk to the Headmaster and the people he owes money to.”
“I see. Take care… What did you just say?!” Professor Garcia finally looked up. He was very shocked.
But Ethan had already said goodbye and left the lecture hall.
Professor Garcia wanted to chase him, but he couldn’t because of all the magic on his desk. He had tears in his eyes.
‘Wait. Is Professor Begreck busy too?’
Professor Garcia was busy, so Professor Voladi, who fought the crazy double, was probably even busier.
It seemed like Headmaster Skull was using everyone he trusted at Einroguard.
However, when Ethan opened the door to the underground lecture hall, he saw Professor Voladi, who looked as calm as usual.
Ethan was surprised and then realized, ‘Ah. That’s right.’
Each mage had their own specialty.
Professor Mortoom was in black magic, Professor Garcia was in space-time magic, Professor Verdus was in the disciplinary chamber…
And Professor Voladi was an expert in magical combat.
He wouldn’t be needed in these situations, unless there was a fight.
“Professor. It’s okay. You already did the work of many people during the battle.”
Professor Voladi was confused because Ethan was saying strange things.
He wondered if Ethan was having problems from using high-level magic. He was worried because Ethan was acting strange.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. I’m fine. Thank you for your concern. And… thank you for helping me last time.”
Professor Voladi nodded like it was nothing.
Ethan asked, “Since then, has the Headmaster punished you, sent you to the disciplinary chamber, or cut your funding?”
If so, he could use the petition again.
“There was no funding in the first place.”
“The number of students has increased, so we might get it next year.”
“…I will definitely try to get it!” Ethan said, feeling emotional.
He didn’t know if he could get it since the number of students went from 1 to 2, but he wanted to get it, even if he had to threaten Headmaster Skull.
He would feel bad for Professor Voladi if he didn’t.
Other professors, even Professor Mortoom, get funding…
‘Sob.’
Professor Voladi tilted his head, wondering why Ethan was covering his face and crying.
“Are you really okay?”
“Yes? Yes. I’m really okay. I’ve finished all the exams. Professor, don’t be too sad. Even if we forget about the funding, wouldn’t it be bad for you to help with the aftermath?” Ethan said to comfort Professor Voladi, though he felt sorry for Professor Garcia.
But Professor Voladi said, “I’m thinking of helping with the aftermath after the exam.”
Ethan was even more surprised.
“Did the Headmaster call you?!”
“Yes.”
“But why…?”
“I didn’t want to help until the exam was over.”
Ethan could almost hear Headmaster Skull’s curses. It would be hard for Headmaster Skull to be angry at someone who wanted to focus on teaching.
…It was strange that it was a lecture with two students…
‘No. The sincerity is more important than the number of students. The professor is sincere.’
“Professor. How about taking the Aean Durde exam on the last day?”
“He told me to finish it as soon as possible…”
“What’s so important about that? It’s more important to give Aean Durde time to prepare.”
“Indeed. That’s right.” Professor Voladi agreed with his reliable student, who was taking care of his junior.