Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1055

“P-Please!” the man stammered, his voice shaking. “I worship an evil god! Really! There are much worse people than me, I swear…”

“Quiet!” Giselle’s voice was sharp and cold.

With a swift, smooth sound, she pulled her sword from its holder at her side. The blade was ice-blue, gleaming faintly in the dim light. She pressed the cold metal against the man’s neck. A shiver went through him as the frost seemed to bite his skin. Toman stopped talking instantly.

“Hey. Doesn’t Wodanaz seem a little strange?” Gynan Do tilted his head as his elven friend whispered the question.

“What do you mean?”

“…He wouldn’t normally be like this.”

Wodanaz was usually calm. It didn’t matter if he was talking to a duke or fighting a monster from another world. He always seemed in control. It wasn’t just his calm face; there was more to it.

But Wodanaz seemed different now.

‘He seems strangely excited. Come to think of it, it’s like he’s watching Professor Begreck.’

At first, he thought Wodanaz was just very interested in bounty hunting, which was why he was following Professor Begreck so closely, but now he doubted it.

“Was Ihan always like that?”

A hint of contempt flickered in Giselle’s eyes before disappearing.

‘A child less useful than such an alpha.’

Suddenly, she felt grateful for her fellow tower friends.

Still, instead of revealing her true feelings, Giselle pretended to be impressed.

“Indeed. Hearing you say it, Your Highness, it does seem that way. You are worthy of being Wodanaz’s closest friend.”

“Moradi, I’ve always thought of you as the smartest person in the White Tiger Tower.”

Gynan Do’s face broke into a wide smile, his eyes shining, and he immediately fell for it. It was so easy that Giselle was taken aback.

‘Is this guy acting?’

While Giselle was tricking Gynan Do, Ihan was rapidly turning over his thoughts.

‘Damn it. Why are these evil god worshippers so common? Why here of all places…’

The reason Ihan cut off the dwarf magician and silenced him was simple:

Listen to the magician until the end.

Giselle and Gynan Do, who went downstairs, report, ‘Professor, there’s an evil god called the Fair Regent.’

Professor Volardi, eyes wide with shock, beats Ihan up and goes to catch the evil god worshippers.

Headmaster Skull comes and laughs.

…The possibility of things flowing like that was high.

‘Information related to evil gods must be blocked. I have to shut him up no matter what.’

“Toman.”

“?”

The dwarf magician, terrified, turned his head at the call.

The Einrogard magician with the sculpted features was secretly talking to him.

“You fool. You almost made me lose my credit. You should have told only me in secret.”

“…!”

Toman’s eyes widened.

So, now…?

“If you want a deal, never tell the others. Understand?”

“Y-Yes, I understand…! But aren’t you, Einrogard magicians? Why are you keeping secrets even though you came from the same place…?”

Toman had, of course, heard of the name Einrogard.

Isn’t it one of the magic schools leading the empire?

“What, you little…?”

“Uh, uh? No?”

“…That’s not important. Never mind.”

Ihan stopped himself from asking another question.

It wasn’t important, and he felt like he would only get angry even if he heard it.

“I thought you were colleagues from the same magic school…”

He definitely thought they were close colleagues, but they were keeping each other in check like that. Toman couldn’t understand.

Ihan said coldly.

“Hmph. They’re just competitors that I have to step on someday.”

‘Scary!’

Toman felt goosebumps at those words.

Those magicians, who seemed so friendly, were actually hiding knives behind their backs and competing.

‘Magic schools must all be like that.’

“Heh heh. I come from a great noble family. If you break your promise, I’ll destroy you.”

“Ah… I understand. I understand!”

Toman succumbed to the evil great noble’s threat. Ihan felt a deep weariness.

‘Damn it. Evil god worshippers. I will never forgive you.’

Ihan first sent a paper bird to Professor Garcia. It contained information that an evil god worshipper had been discovered.

Unless the other party was a moron, they would have seen the commotion in Toman’s room and immediately ran away, but he had to report it anyway.

Then, he called Professor Volardi, who was waiting below.

“Professor! I caught him!”

“Ah, shouldn’t I tell the person below too?”

“I told you not to. You little… Do you want to taste the miserable revenge of a great noble family? Huh?”

“Ah, I understand! I understand!”

Toman trembled.

Even his teacher was secretly keeping him in check like that.

Einrogard was truly a scary place.

Professor Volardi was waiting on the street below the inn window.

Some rough-looking men walked by. They saw the magician, who looked different from them, and tried to start a fight. But when they looked him in the eyes, they quickly bowed.

‘Strange.’

The original plan was as follows:

Ihan and his party knock on the door.

Toman, suspicious, escapes out the window.

Professor Volardi catches him.

Of course, if things went wrong, a fight could break out in the inn hallway. People staying in such places didn’t like being questioned, even more so.

But Professor Volardi wasn’t too worried.

With his disciple’s skills, he could easily subdue those staying in such places with one hand, and with the remaining hand, he could sufficiently request support.

But the situation flowed in the most unexpected way.

As if possessed by something, Toman readily opened the door, and he was subdued without a fight.

Although there was a considerable difference in height and distance, Professor Volardi was checking the situation inside the room with echolocation magic.

‘Why aren’t they reporting?’

Professor Volardi wondered if an accident had happened inside.

If someone got hurt…

‘It must be the prince.’

Ihan and Giselle weren’t students who would get hurt, so it could only be Gynan Do. He wondered if there was a mistake during the suppression and he was injured.

-Professor! I caught him!

Whoosh!

Professor Volardi flew through the air and entered through the window. Toman, gagged, was sprawled out among the students.

“Toman. I arrest you for stealing corpses from the western cemetery and stealing fourteen horses from the ranch. The Imperial Court will judge you.”

“Mmph mmph mmph.”

“?”

Professor Volardi felt doubt once again.

It was because the captured Toman’s reaction was different.

Originally, he should have shown feelings of regret or fear, but the guy kept glancing at Wodanaz as if he was trying to read his expression.

‘A deal?’

It wasn’t easy to deceive a battle magician who had gone through thick and thin. Professor Volardi suspected that Ihan and this dwarf magician had made some kind of deal in that short time.

It wasn’t surprising. This fearless disciple always wanted trials and tribulations that were more difficult than what was given.

You could tell just by the fact that he secretly participated in the expedition to chase the monster from beyond the dimension last time. You couldn’t stop him even if you tried.

If he secretly listened to the information of a dangerous criminal in order to catch him himself…

Professor Volardi glanced at Ihan. It seemed like he would have to keep an eye on him for a while.

‘He couldn’t have noticed, could he?’

Ihan felt uneasy inside.

The way Professor Volardi was looking at him felt subtly different from usual.

“Take him down.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The professor sent Ihan down first, then asked the weakest link, Gynan Do, a question.

“What happened?”

Gynan Do explained exactly what happened.

The door opened, and Ihan and Giselle beat up the poor dwarf magician…

“Ihan got angry and told him to shut up because he kept talking.”

“Indeed.”

Professor Volardi felt his hypothesis gaining strength.

That reaction was understandable if he was trying to monopolize information.

“Didn’t you think it was strange?”

“It was a little strange.”

“It wasn’t strange? Ihan was always like that.”

Giselle and Gynan Do’s reactions were divided.

Professor Volardi paused at that reaction. It seemed that Gynan Do was closer to his disciple.

“Was that so.”

“…Professor. You’re not listening to the prince, are you? Wodanaz was strange. It’s obvious.”

“Moradi. What did you whisper?”

“I said your words were persuasive.”

“Thank you!”

Gynan Do grinned.

His friends had said a lot of things about the elven friend from the north who led the White Tiger Tower, but it seemed like there had been a misunderstanding.

In the meantime, Ihan returned. Professor Volardi stared at his disciple and said.

“Wodanaz.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t do anything dangerous.”

“…???!”

Ihan was very embarrassed.

What is he talking about?

Headmaster Skull, after confirming the dwarf magician that Professor Garcia had caught and the nearby inn employees (in fact, it was closer to just asking them, but they trembled and accepted), sighed. It was a coincidence, but even considering that, it was clear that the Sanguis worshippers were rapidly increasing.

“S-Save me. Just save my life! Please!” It seems like he’s seeing a floating skull for the first time. It’s not always a sign of death. Sometimes it’s a symbol of good luck.

Headmaster Skull soothed the young servant.

If you don’t have enough experience with undead monsters, it’s not strange to be frightened by Headmaster Skull’s smooth skull.

“N-No. Master Maryeonggwan! I saw Master Maryeonggwan entering the capital two years ago! Please don’t feed me to that troll monster!”

Professor Garcia felt wronged.

He definitely asked kindly!

As Headmaster Skull’s voice turned cold, Professor Garcia felt a chill for the first time in a while. That was a real sign of danger.

If you want to get out of this mansion alive, watch your tongue. If you spout that kind of nonsense one more time, I’ll tear your soul to shreds and feed it to the hellhounds.

“E-Eh. Why are you doing this, Headmaster?”

Engrave letters on that guy’s forehead and tongue. So that the capital guys can see it. I should have hung that last count up for longer. The morons have already forgotten and are doing this.

“Please don’t do that. He’s still young.”

The servant looked at Professor Garcia with touched eyes.

At first, he thought he was a scary monster, but it turned out that he was the kindest person in this eerie magician’s mansion.

Young? He’s old enough to kill people. Then he’s old enough to die.

“So. So, the old stable keeper disappeared, you say?”

“Yes, yes!”

“If he reappears, don’t hesitate to call me. He’s a very dangerous and suspicious criminal. He’s very different from the mercenaries staying at the inn.”

“Yes, yes!”

Headmaster Skull still didn’t get rid of his annoyance, so he scanned everyone from the inn owner to the employees with his blue eyes and declared.

Call the garrison. I’ll throw them all in.

“Ah, please! From now on, I’ll only accept guys whose identities have been confirmed!”

“Headmaster. This isn’t our mansion, so let’s not do too much… Strange rumors will spread in the capital.”

Professor Garcia said, thinking of his disciple’s reputation.

His disciple already brings dangerous and suspicious rumors, so it wouldn’t be good to do this at his disciple’s villa.

Rumors might already be spreading about a terrifying mansion…

It’s Wodanaz’s mansion anyway, so what. What is Wodanaz doing?

“He’s accompanying Professor Begreck on his remaining hunt.”

I wonder how much he likes bounty hunting.

“…The headmaster told him to follow…!”

Oh.