Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1094

Lee Han thought to himself, *This is a truly unpleasant kind of trust.* A shiver crawled down his spine despite himself. Both the young prince and the Skull Headmaster claimed to trust him, but the *way* they showed it was worlds apart. The prince’s trust felt like a warm light, but the Headmaster’s… it was like a cold, clammy hand on his shoulder. *Honestly,* he grumbled inwardly, *this feels less like trust and more like a curse! Go meet some evil worshippers, why don’t you? Just what I always wanted.*

“I thought you brought it up because of the possibility of approaching Professor Baegreg,” Lee Han said.

The Skull Headmaster was skeptical. “If anyone approaches, it’ll be Professor Voladi, not those lot…”

Of course, it was difficult to predict the worshippers of evil gods, who went around with madness instead of brains. Still, if he had to make a prediction, the possibility of them approaching Professor Voladi didn’t seem very high. The worshippers of evil gods wanted nothing from Professor Voladi.

There was a deep-seated, bloody grudge between them, but the worshippers of evil gods were the kind of people who would try to spread their faith even a little more, rather than seek revenge. Rather, Professor Voladi would want many things from the worshippers of evil gods.

‘He probably wants their heads,’ Lee Han thought.

In fact, if he had his way, he wanted to lock up both Lee Han and Professor Voladi. Even if it was impossible for Lee Han, he had seriously considered it for Professor Voladi.

But given Professor Voladi’s personality, he was definitely not the type to be locked up and think, ‘Since you’re worried about me, I’ll stay quietly in the punishment room.’ He’d probably break out and go on a rampage. Rather than forcing the issue and ruining the whole plan, it was better to keep him on a leash.

If he put the professor with his precious disciple as he wanted, he might hesitate at least once before doing something stupid. The problem was the disciple’s ill fortune.

Considering what Wodanaz had been through recently, it wouldn’t be strange at all if the worshippers of evil gods approached him. It was a vague idea close to intuition, but a great wizard never ignored such signs.

“Still, it seems too vague,” Lee Han said.

“Do you want a plausible reason?” the Skull Headmaster asked. “Born from a great noble family, possessing more magic power than a dragon, and having a contract with a dragon, he’s bound to attract the attention of the worshippers of evil gods. There aren’t many baits like you in the Empire.”

‘It was better when he was just talking vaguely,’ Lee Han grumbled inwardly. He felt even worse when the Skull Headmaster spoke logically.

“It seems you’ve understood. Remember it well,” the Skull Headmaster said.

“Yes. If I see anyone suspicious, I’ll start by suspecting them,” Lee Han replied.

“Don’t forget to suspect the suspicious Professor Voladi too,” the Skull Headmaster added.

“…Yes…” Lee Han said.

“Then take this one and train him. Klzenberg?” the Skull Headmaster asked.

Klzenberg bowed politely. “Yes!”

“This knight will be guarding you outside this semester,” the Skull Headmaster explained.

“Professor Baegreg will be accompanying me, so will the knights be following us too?” Lee Han asked.

“Of course. As I said, Professor Voladi might beat you up and run away,” the Skull Headmaster said.

Lee Han was silent.

“Pick out quick-witted knights and prepare for escort,” the Skull Headmaster instructed.

“I will do so,” Klzenberg replied.

The Skull Headmaster was meticulous. Even if he let his two disciples go, he would never let his guard down. If Professor Voladi watched the worshippers of evil gods, the Death Knights watched the worshippers of evil gods, and Wodanaz watched Professor Voladi, there would be no gaps.

“Didn’t you say something wrong at the end?” Klzenberg asked.

“Did I say it right?” the Skull Headmaster countered.

The knights were embarrassed by the Skull Headmaster’s words to watch the professor more carefully than the worshippers of evil gods.

Whether they did or not, the Skull Headmaster waved his hand. “Go. I have something to discuss with the professors. The accidents your seniors caused won’t be hidden on their own… Wait a minute.”

“?” Lee Han stopped when the Skull Headmaster called him again. What’s going on? ‘Did he hear me cursing him in my head?’

“No. Go,” the Skull Headmaster said.

“Yes,” Lee Han replied.

When Lee Han had completely left, the Skull Headmaster said to the knights who were there, “Why is that guy wearing the Euangelion?”

“Well, I don’t know. Maybe the incarnation of the desire for honor told him the location?” Klzenberg suggested.

Ibinta groveled and flattered. “If there’s anything to do with approaching evil mercenaries or thieves, please leave it to me.” His pride as the owner of the underground fortress had been shattered and disappeared long ago. There was only one thing he wanted now: to pass this mission without offending the terrifying wizard of the Wodanaz family. No matter how eccentric this wizard was, could he be more scary than the first?

“There’s no need to approach,” Lee Han said.

“Yes?” Ibinta asked, confused.

“I said there’s no need to approach,” Lee Han kindly explained to the confused old thief. Aside from the Skull Headmaster’s curse, Lee Han had no intention of going out so actively this semester. He had already secured the supplies, and above all, he didn’t want to go out because he felt bad that the Skull Headmaster said that.

‘If I only take requests that I can do inside, the Skull Headmaster’s curse won’t mean anything,’ Lee Han thought.

“Wodanaz,” Giselle called from behind, walking with her sword over her shoulder. Honestly, he didn’t want to call a friend who was between the Death Knights and the thief, but there was a story he had to tell.

“Here. It’s a letter from the head of the family,” Giselle said, handing him a letter.

Lee Han tilted his head, not understanding. “??”

Then Giselle asked as if she was even more dumbfounded, “Why are you surprised? It’s a letter asking for a request.”

“What request?” Lee Han asked.

Giselle stared at Lee Han with a dumbfounded look. “…Did you work too hard during the vacation and lose your memory? You asked me to take care of it last year.”

Lee Han’s face hardened as he remembered the conversation he had last winter vacation. -How about asking the headmaster to send a formal request to Einrogard? -Yes. I’ll be waiting.

‘Oops,’ Lee Han thought.

He thought it was a really good opportunity at the time, so he accepted it, but he didn’t know it would come back like this. To the guest of the Wodanaz family.

The letter sent by Giselle’s father and the head of the Moradi family showed respect that was hard to see. It was very rare for the head of the family, who was always cold and efficient, to show this much favor.

There were several reasons, but one of them was Lee Han’s advice last time: Don’t let the apprentice knights who come to the family after being invited roam around (like Einrogard) and ban them from going out!

It seemed that the advice was more effective than he thought, and the head of the family was expressing his satisfaction in the letter.

‘Good. I’m proud that I’m helping the knights,’ Lee Han thought.

Giselle was puzzled when Lee Han smiled. What was in the letter that made him smile so warmly?

“What is it? Is there anything else written besides the request?” Giselle asked.

“Ah. It’s nothing special. The head of the family listened to my advice last time, and it seems to have worked,” Lee Han replied.

“What advice?” Giselle asked.

“I said that in order to improve the skills of the apprentice knights who came to the territory, they should be treated like Einrogard students,” Lee Han explained.

Giselle was shocked. “…?!!! You were the culprit!!”

She was curious as to whether the Skull Headmaster had said something, because they were changing the location of the tower in the territory and preventing the apprentice knights from playing, but the culprit was here.

Thanks to that, the apprentice knights’ skills improved, but it was unknown whether these knights would be grateful. Looking at the venom in their eyes, it was highly likely that they would not be grateful.

“…Don’t ever say that you gave the advice when you go to the territory,” Giselle warned.

“No. Why? Didn’t everyone’s skills improve thanks to my advice?” Lee Han asked.

‘This guy. He’s becoming more and more like the headmaster,’ Giselle cursed her friend inwardly. He seemed to have lost his senses a bit because he had been spending too much time with the professors during the vacation.

Giselle read the letter: Are you really okay? …As promised last year, I sent a letter to Your Excellency and formally requested it. I’m looking forward to your ingenious opinions this year as well. Ziderf Moradi

Lee Han was silent after reading the letter.