Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1139

Meanwhile, the Death Knights were relaxing in their manor and talking about something that confused them.

“It’s strange,” one of them said. “Why hasn’t anyone come looking for us?”

Befheim was in chaos because of the disaster, but the city wasn’t empty. Important people from all over the Empire had come because of what happened. There were bishops from the Order, some unhelpful people from Valdrogard, and even an inspector.

It seemed odd that none of them had come to the manor.

One knight wondered, “Could it be that the criminals in this city wouldn’t even make a complaint after we treated them like that?”

Another added, “Are they cowards or are they too clever?”

Ivinta, who was listening, asked, “Hey, do you think the city people will report us?” He was surprised that the knights seemed to expect the criminals to complain.

“Isn’t that right?” a knight replied.

“Did you know that, and you still caused such a ruckus yesterday?!” Ivinta asked. He thought the knights had a plan or permission to do what they did. How else could they cause so much trouble in the city so openly?

He worried, ‘The Archmage won’t punish me because of this, will he?’

“Calm down, Ivinta,” a knight said. “We had a plan.”

“Is that so?” Ivinta felt relieved. He was a mountain bandit leader who could scare anyone, but these knights made him feel small.

“What’s the plan?” he asked.

A knight explained, “Even if someone complains and a bishop or official comes, they can’t do anything right away. They need to find witnesses and collect evidence. That will take a few days.”

“Yes,” Ivinta said.

“In the meantime,” the knight continued, “we leave, or rather, we go back to Einrogard.”

“I see. And then…?” Ivinta asked.

“That’s it?”

Ivinta’s face turned pale. “What kind of plan is that! The complaint will go to Einrogard, and the Archmage will… will…”

“Turn you into a toad? A rat?” a knight joked. “What were you expecting?”

The oldest knight saw that Ivinta was about to have a heart attack and said, “Enough teasing him. He committed a crime, but he worked hard yesterday.”

Turning to Ivinta, the knight added, “You calm down too. Our way of handling things might be a little worrying.”

‘A little?’ Ivinta thought. ‘They ran around the city at night, hitting everyone from rich people to shop owners, without planning anything! And he calls that ‘a little’ problem?’ He almost screamed.

“But we’ve always done things this way,” the knight said. “If we were irresponsible, we wouldn’t have lasted this long.”

Ivinta thought about it. These knights had bad reputations as the Einrogard Lord’s personal guard for a long time. If they weren’t good at their jobs, they wouldn’t still be around.

“That seems to be true,” Ivinta admitted. “So, the complaint really can’t reach Einrogard?”

“Of course not,” a knight said with a sly grin.

The knights knew the complaint wouldn’t reach Einrogard, but the Headmaster of the Skull Tower wouldn’t ignore it. He would take his anger out on them. The knights’ plan was to accept the punishment.

They weren’t afraid of punishment because they had been through worse. Plus, they were helping the heir, so they didn’t mind. They didn’t think Ivinta would understand their dedication, so they didn’t explain it to him.

“Think positively,” a knight said. “No one has complained yet, right?”

“What if they’re planning a bigger complaint?” Ivinta asked.

“Wow, Ivinta, you’re really scared, aren’t you?” a knight teased. “Why did someone like you become a bandit?”

“Enough,” the old knight said. “It’s annoying that our bandit friend is scared now after robbing people without fear, but…”

Ivinta looked confused. The knight wasn’t taking his side.

“Stop complaining,” the knight continued. “Are you going to apologize? Or offer your own neck?”

Ivinta knew it was true. The thieves of Befheim probably hated him more than the knights. Someone who helps the person who hurt you is more annoying than the person who hurt you.

“What are you all talking about?” Professor Garcia asked as he and Professor Kirmin walked in.

“Shhh,” a knight warned Ivinta. “Don’t mention what we were just talking about.”

They didn’t want the professors to know about their actions the night before.

“We were just saying how nice the weather is today,” the knight said with a forced laugh.

“It’s hot because of the heat wave,” Professor Kirmin replied.

“We’re undead, so we need the heat to feel warm,” the knight said, still laughing.

Ivinta was speechless at the ridiculous excuse. Professor Garcia couldn’t hold back any longer and said, “I know everything you did last night!”

The knights were shocked. They had let the acolyte students come with them, but they were sure the professors were in the dormitory before they left.

“Well, after a student like Wodanaz got so angry, he couldn’t possibly sleep soundly at night… Of course, I expected him to go out and search at night.”

-Oh dear…

It wasn’t just his friends who had figured out how he acts.

Even the professors understood what he would do.

-You were easy to guess because you acted emotionally. It will be a good lesson.

-Indeed!

“What do you mean, ‘indeed,’ and what good lesson are you talking about?” Professor Garcia said angrily.

“When we return, I won’t even consider siding with you, let alone Lee Han, so keep that in mind!”

-That was the plan from the start, Professor. Thank you for not interfering yesterday.

The Death Knights acted very boldly. Professor Garcia watched them and felt regret. She wished she had stopped them yesterday.

She had listened to Professor Kirmin and given her student time to sort things out on his own, but seeing the knights, she wondered if it had had a negative impact.

“You all need to take going underground more seriously.”

-We will in the future.

Ibinta, who had been listening blankly to the knights’ quick answer, paused.

“Huh? Underground? What’s that…?”

Wasn’t it supposed to be over once they returned to Einroguard?

-You don’t need to know. Professor Garcia sometimes enjoys making jokes. More importantly, Professor, something strange has happened.

The knights saw the professors were there. They thought this was a good time to explain the strange occurrence.

Why on earth was no one filing a complaint?

Could there be some grand conspiracy they were unaware of?

“Isn’t it possible that the Order is protecting Wodanaz because they value him?”

“The Valdrogard students are also close to Lee Han, so they won’t come forward to report him.”

-That’s possible! …But come to think of it, it sounds possible. Then the officials…

“…Maybe they didn’t go to the officials?”

No matter how well Professor Garcia knew Lee Han, it was impossible for her, as an Einroguard wizard, to surpass the limits of her imagination.

Who could imagine that an official dispatched from the capital would burn a complaint to protect a single student!

-This is what happened.

“Oh. That’s good. I can go out again tonight,” Lee Han said, delighted by the knights’ report.

The knights felt a sense of pride at his mad enthusiasm.

‘He’s increasingly becoming more suitable as our heir!’

If Lee Han had heard that thought, it would have caused him to lose his reason and swing his staff in fury.

“Now that I know the professors were aware, I feel like I should think about my actions,” Lee Han said, feeling a twinge of regret, like the knights.

He realized he’d been predictable twice because he acted emotionally.

Lee Han learned a lesson: From now on, no matter how angry he was, he would not forget to be creative in his actions.

-But, Wodanaz-nim, this time you were lucky to avoid the complaint, but eventually, it will reach the master’s ears.

“I’ve thought of that too.”

-Oh, what’s the plan?

“If I get caught and banned, I’ll start acting under the identity of Stedal Nago.”

-…!!

The knights were deeply moved. Some of them even poked Ibinta in the side to squeeze out tears, which they then smeared on their own faces.

-Did you prepare for this moment?!

“That wasn’t the intention.”

-I am truly impressed!

“I said that wasn’t it. Are you not listening to me…”

Unfortunately, Lee Han couldn’t finish his sentence.

A noise could be heard from outside the mansion.

-It seems someone is gathering.

-Could it be that instead of filing a complaint, they’re planning an attack?

One of the Death Knights grinned, “I hope they *are* attacking!” He ran to the window to look.

Below, near the big gate of the mansion, a crowd of people had gathered. He got even more excited.

The person guarding the gate looked very nervous. He asked, his voice shaking, “W-what should I do?”

“-Open the gate! Now!” shouted a knight.

The knights hurried down the stairs, eager to see what would happen. They even thought that, if they were lucky, they could later change the story of what happened in their report.

They had tried to resolve it peacefully, but these crazy criminals launched a daytime attack, leaving them no choice…

-Yes! What brings you here!

“…We’ve come to confess.”

-Attac… Huh?

The knights, who were about to draw their swords, paused.

What did they come to do?

“We’ve come to confess…” The gathered people spoke with the most gloomy and sorrowful expressions in the Empire. You could see their regret in their faces and how they stood.

-Ah, no. Why?

The knights were taken aback, even though they were the ones who had stirred up the city.

The knights had captured many people in the Empire before, but they had never seen so many people flocking to confess.

“We deeply regret our sins…”

-Don’t talk nonsense. We’re going to ask you questions anyway, so confess quickly. I won’t forgive you if you hide anything and it comes out later.

“…Actually, that’s…”

The gathered people, intimidated by the knights’ threats, confessed honestly.

To be honest, they felt great fear after telling even the officials and seeing nothing happen.

What could they possibly do against such a monster?

-You went to the officials!? You didn’t go to a con artist dressed as an official, did you?!

“We went to Supervisor-General.”

-To the Supervisor-General!?

While the knights were murmuring in shock, a bishop and a priest were quietly observing the scene from afar.

“Indeed, it was their lies. They are not using any violent means at all! And yet, they spread such slander.”

“You are right. It must be that greedy individuals are harboring resentment over Count Bouillon’s affair.”

“Send letters to the others in the Order as well. Make sure they don’t believe these tricks.”

The people from the Order were deeply angered by the sneaky plans of the greedy.

They would never be fooled again!