Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1147

“The architecture?”

“Pardon?”

“Ah, never mind.”

Catton cleared his throat.

People like Headmaster Yukbeltire, who was very strict, often said Catton had no shame. But really, Catton was quite polite and easily embarrassed, especially when it came to magic.

It was the same now. As a senior, he couldn’t force a junior to do something they didn’t want to.

“More importantly, a worshiper of an evil god… Hmm. I understand, junior,” Catton said, nodding.

The crazed followers of the Prahgal Order often fought with the juniors of the Wodanaz family. Because of these fights, they saw each other as enemies.

“Are the evil followers of Prahgal bothering you, junior? We need to burn those evil followers! Every last one of them!”

“Ah, it’s not Prahgal.”

Catton paused, his excitement fading.

“…It isn’t? Ah. Then maybe it’s Ksaksarigol?”

“It’s not Ksaksarigol either…”

Lee Han was a little confused. How did this senior know he had fought with Ksaksarigol recently?

“This must be kept secret,” Lee Han said.

“I have no one to tell anyway,” Catton replied.

“…It’s the Sanguiros Order. They were destroyed a long time ago, but they’re getting strong again.”

Lee Han explained what had happened. He had gone on a request, and Professor Voladi had gone missing because of an attack by these evil people…

“Professor Begreck has been kidnapped?!” Catton was shocked.

His hair practically stood on end. A professor from Einroguard kidnapped? This was serious.

Wasn’t this a challenge to the Empire’s authority? He should call the Imperial Army right away…

“Ah, she wasn’t kidnapped,” Lee Han corrected.

“???”

“The professor got angry and went to attack the Order’s members.”

“……”

Catton was known for being very calm, which was normal considering his unique experiences. So, when he heard this, he didn’t scream or get confused. He just accepted it.

“Hmm… that’s possible. That could… be,” Catton said, nodding. He wasn’t sure if it was really possible, but he nodded anyway.

Could this even be called a missing person?

“I was really surprised to hear that Professor Begreck is missing,” Lee Han said.

“Wait, you didn’t know the professor had disappeared?”

Catton nodded again. Lee Han seemed confused.

“Ah. Senior Catton didn’t know because he has no one to talk to.”

“……”

Catton was a little annoyed. He didn’t have as many friends as other students, but he still heard the important news.

He didn’t know about Professor Begreck because few students studied with her, not because he had no friends.

“Anyway, I want to attack these evil people first and get rid of them. Wouldn’t that help the professor too?”

“I don’t think Professor Begreck needs help… but I understand what you mean,” Catton said. His anger went away. The junior’s honesty touched him.

And fighting evil god worshipers was a good way to train. Where else could he get such a chance?

“If you need my help, just ask. I’ll help,” he offered.

“Thank you, Senior!” Lee Han was happy that Catton agreed so easily.

He knew that this senior liked to fight and wouldn’t miss a chance, but he was still thankful. Having this strong senior would be a big help when fighting the evil god worshipers.

“Hmm. Hmm.” Catton cleared his throat again, looking a bit embarrassed. He glanced at Lee Han.

Lee Han understood immediately. In this world, favors always cost something.

“Please accept this,” Lee Han said, offering a wooden chest filled with magic books. He had added his own explanations to make them easier to understand.

These books would be very helpful to Catton, who loved magic. Catton was so happy that he almost jumped out of his seat.

“Junior, this is too much… when you must be so busy. Thank you so much!”

“It’s nothing. Please ask me anytime,” Lee Han replied.

Catton was so happy that he thanked Lee Han many times and walked him to the door.

It was only after Lee Han had left that he remembered.

‘Ah. The building request…!’

“Heh heh. Steel shoes? That’s something,” Falkrius said, surprised to see a student from his year after so long.

Other students were also surprised. Some looked at Zarun with confusion.

“Is that person really an Einroguard student? I’ve never seen him before,” one student said.

“He is an Einroguard student… he just stays underground most of the time. He’s famous among students who explore the underground,” another replied.

“Isn’t he a Valdrogard spy?”

“……”

Zarun glared, looking angry. The students who met his eyes quickly looked away.

“Hmph!” Zarun scoffed.

“Steel Shoes, you haven’t been out in a while, so don’t be like that. Have some soup,” Falkrius offered.

“Trying another trick! Trying to steal the dwarves’ blood and sweat!” Zarun jumped up, startled.

He had been tricked by the Kitchen Club’s food sales before, so he was very cautious. He remembered one time:

-Steel Shoes! Steel Shoes! Oh no, he’s weak and collapsed! Drink this. The meat broth will give you energy.

-Ugh… what happened?

-You collapsed from hunger. Here, a gold coin.

-…What!? I didn’t buy anything…

-Heh heh. You ate it anyway. And don’t think about not paying. The Kitchen Club’s friends have you surrounded.

-…You thieves! Disgusting people!

Even now, he felt tears welling up when he thought about it. Zarun swung his hammer, warning them to stay away.

“Heh heh. Steel Shoes, it’s a misunderstanding. This soup is free. I can swear on the person I trust. The new inspector is providing the ingredients,” Falkrius said.

“……”

Hearing that, Zarun took the wooden bowl, looking a little less suspicious. He was surprised to see vegetables and meat in the thin soup.

The new inspector must be very generous to give something like this away for free.

“Gack!” Zarun was shocked by the bitter taste of the first sip.

How could soup taste so bitter?

“Heh heh. Feeling more energized? It’s a tonic soup made with a secret recipe the inspector told me,” Falkrius said.

“Y-You disgusting person. Tricking me again…!”

“I didn’t trick you, I just gave you energy,” Falkrius replied.

But Zarun had already closed himself off again. He muttered to himself in a corner, ignoring everyone and just saying ‘Hmph’.

“The Western dwarves are really strange,” one student commented.

“Heh heh. Don’t say that. Some Western dwarves are cheerful, and some Eastern dwarves are strange,” Falkrius said.

“Now that you mention it, Professor Thunderstride is also an Eastern dwarf.”

“…I didn’t mean to insult Professor Thunderstride…”

While Falkrius was trying to explain, Lee Han appeared. With him were students from the Bestowal Magic School, including Yukbeltire and Anpagon.

“That’s a strange group. Why are they together?” one student asked.

“They’re from the same school, the Bestowal Magic School,” another replied.

“What?! They’re from the same school?!”

“……”

Some students were surprised to learn that Lee Han’s group was from the Bestowal Magic School. They had never seen them together like that.

Lee Han was walking and talking to Yukbeltire, looking serious. Seeing his earnest face, a junior asked Falkrius,

“Senior, what are they talking about?”

“Heh heh. It must be a difficult request, so they have a lot to worry about,” Falkrius guessed.

Building something inside Einroguard and then sending it outside was not easy. Wodanaz knew his limits and had gathered all the other Bestowal Magic School seniors.

Wodanaz had said he would finish the request in four days. Any longer would be hard to manage with everyone’s schedules. It was a risky plan, so it would be even harder.

They were probably talking so seriously to try and finish it even faster.

“So, senior, it’s not valid that Senior Dirett signed this without coming in person,” Lee Han argued.

“Why don’t you believe it when Dirett wrote and signed it himself? You’re just being stubborn,” Yukbeltire retorted.

“You’re the one being stubborn, senior. With a document like this, you can change things however you want,” Lee Han replied.

The reason for their argument was simple: Dirett had written a note asking Lee Han to take on the building request.

Yukbeltire had brought a blueprint of the building and the note. The note was written with a feather from Dirett’s own wing to prevent forgery, and it had his signature.

But Lee Han wasn’t fooled. A simple note like that could easily be used to trick him.

“You probably said something like, ‘If the junior doesn’t take on the request and dies, what are you going to do, Dirett?’” Lee Han suggested.

Yukbeltire wasn’t good at arguing and couldn’t win against Lee Han. Frustrated and angry, Yukbeltire did something he wouldn’t normally do: he called the juniors.

“What kind of stubbornness is this… Anpagon! Sigunting!”

“Yes?”

“Come and decide if this is valid!” Yukbeltire ordered.

Anpagon and Sigunting coldly replied to their senior, whom they respected greatly.

“Wodanaz is right. Stop bothering the junior,” Anpagon said.

“I agree with Wodanaz,” Sigunting added.

“…You low-level trash…!” Yukbeltire regretted not bringing Dirett with him.

In a place with only low-level juniors, lies could become the truth. Lee Han quickly grabbed the blueprint before Yukbeltire could run away. Now that he had it, he didn’t care if the senior left.

“Oh, seniors, look at this. You’ve treated the lighthouse’s corrosion with transformation magic,” Lee Han observed.

“Amazing. You’re thinly transforming the surface into a simple artificial life form. But won’t that take too much magic power?” Anpagon asked.

“You want me to cast it using my magic power, right?” Lee Han asked.

“Yes. But even so, isn’t the cost too high? There’s rapid current mitigation magic and ship guidance magic too… How many are there?” Anpagon and Sigunting were shocked by Yukbeltire’s harsh design.

No matter how much magic power the junior had, it wouldn’t be easy to cast so many spells without any rest.

“He’s crazy,” Sigunting commented.

“Even if he’s not crazy, he’s very bold,” Anpagon added.

Lee Han replied, looking a little embarrassed, “That’s the part I wrote.”

“……”

“……”