Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1154

Professor Kirmin had been teaching the White Tiger Tower students how to handle similar situations when he received an urgent message and rushed over.

However, Professor Kirmin’s reaction was not what Professor Garcia had hoped for.

“Hmm. Letting Wodanaaz handle this might be a good idea…”

“Excuse me?!” Professor Garcia jumped up, surprised by the unexpected response.

“Professor!” Professor Garcia exclaimed, his voice filled with urgency. “I know Yihan is upset, but surely he has calmed down by now? We need to restrain him!”

Professor Garcia leaned in, trying desperately to make Kirmin understand, his eyes burning with intensity.

Professor Kirmin whispered quickly as his shoulder screamed in protest from Garcia’s grip.

“Professor Kim, that hurts.”

“Oh. Sorry,” Professor Kirmin said, rubbing his shoulder gingerly.

“If what’s going around in Marheim City is truly a cursed plague, then using blight magic might be a good approach. Wodanaaz has the strongest resistance to curses here, after all.”

“That’s… true, but… Yihan is only a second-year student.”

“It’s rare to find a second-year student who stands out even among fourth-year students.”

‘I shouldn’t have brought this guy along,’ Garcia thought.

He had thought Kirmin would help restrain Professor Voladi, but now that Voladi was gone, Kirmin was taking on Voladi’s role.

He had sensed it since the last request, and now he was paying the price for his complacency.

The wizards of the Empire were divided into those who were lenient with their friends’ students and those who were strict, and unfortunately, Professor Kirmin was the latter.

“No matter how much we try to stop him, Wodanaaz will continue to strike against the evil ones in the Order. There’s no point in just trying to stop him.”

“Professor!” Yihan exclaimed, sounding slightly touched.

“Professor!” Professor Garcia shouted, his voice more like a growl.

The Death Knights behind him flinched.

“Calm down, Professor Kim. There are a few more reasons. I investigated the people the White Tiger Tower students caught, and there’s a rumor of a suspicious priest in Marheim City.”

Yihan’s eyes burned like stars. Professor Garcia shouted again.

“Professor…!”

Wasn’t this just adding fuel to the fire?

Professor Kirmin quickly finished speaking before his shoulder bones were crushed.

“It would take time and preparation to distribute the potions to those who need them, and we can’t focus solely on that right now. Besides, the rumors would spread quickly if we did.”

“Professor, thank you. I’ll go and prepare right away.”

“Wodanaaz, wait a moment…” Professor Kirmin tried to stop Yihan as he was about to leave.

If his student disappeared now, he would have to face the wrath of Professor Garcia alone.

But the student, as ruthless as his teacher, gleefully went on his way.

Professor Kirmin sighed.

“Professor.”

“Professor Kim, you have to admit it. Wodanaaz is now a wizard who deserves this much freedom.”

“…I suppose you’re right,” Professor Garcia sighed.

His student was growing so fast that, as someone who had been watching him closely, he sometimes found it hard to adjust.

Perhaps Professor Kirmin, who had been watching from a distance, was dealing with him objectively and appropriately.

“Thank you for understanding, Professor Kim.”

“Oh, and please don’t come to the next request, Professor. Professor Begreck isn’t here either, so there’s no real reason for you to come.”

“……”

Professor Kirmin could only remain silent at the sight of Professor Garcia reverting to his old self.

‘I’ll just have to persuade him again when he calms down!’

‘Good luck, Wodanaaz.’

What he had just said to Professor Garcia was sincere.

He objectively believed that Wodanaaz deserved this much freedom.

And apart from that, he also wanted to see how much Wodanaaz, his friend’s only… no, one of his two students, had grown.

That way, when he met his friend again later, he could scold him, ‘Why do you act rashly when you don’t even know your student’s abilities?’

“No, how about you just go back starting with this request?”

“…I’ll apologize, so please calm down, Professor Kim.”

“So, Wodanaaz, you’ll visit the places where the sick people are and heal them, and we’ll check around for suspicious people, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Sounds easy enough.”

The White Tiger Tower students listened to the instructions and nodded readily.

Such a simple and easy scheme was something even a first-year student could do in Einroguard.

“Hide your weapons and act as unthreatening as possible.”

“You’re doing that so the sick people won’t be scared, right?”

“No. I want to increase the chances of suspicious guys attacking us, even if it’s just a little.”

“Oh…” Shuddering at his unexpected tenacity, the White Tiger Tower students moved to their respective positions.

No wonder the professor and the knights were waiting in the back…!

Giselle tilted her head.

“By the way, Wodanaaz.”

“What is it?”

“I’m not an expert in healing magic, but it’s rare to see people working alone.”

It was rare for healing school wizards to work alone.

Healing magic rapidly consumed concentration and magic power, so it was advantageous to share the burden among several people.

But now Wodanaaz was going out alone to cure a curse-based plague.

She wondered if he had prepared antidotes in advance with alchemy, but there was no sign of that either…

What is it?

“Heh heh. I have arcane magic,” Yihan said with a strangely proud expression.

Giselle was more bewildered than angry at his attitude of showing off his friend’s magic, which she rarely saw.

‘What’s with this guy?’

“. You’ve actually seen it before. It’s the magic I used to cure the frost giants’ poisoning last time we fought them.”

This magic, which traced its history back to ancient times, was a truly bizarre magic that transferred the opponent’s pain, curses, and decay to the caster himself.

Yihan had initially wondered, ‘What kind of magic is this?’ when he first learned it, but now he was quite proud of it.

“…What?! You healed the frost giants like that?!”

She had definitely thought he had analyzed the poison and created a detoxification spell, but he had healed them with such a crude method.

Giselle was speechless. She didn’t know whether to be impressed or dumbfounded.

“I knew you’d be impressed. Amazing, isn’t it?”

“Well, yes. It’s amazing… but why this magic? No, more importantly, you’re going to heal everything with this magic?”

“Yes.”

“…?” Giselle was puzzled again.

It wasn’t that she didn’t understand what Wodanaaz was saying.

He had a powerful magic that absorbed plagues, and he was going to absorb this magic and overcome it with his resistance, right?

The problem was that the sick people in the city weren’t just sick from the plague.

There would be a variety of symptoms, and some of them couldn’t be ignored with resistance, could they?

‘Well… Wodanaaz isn’t stupid, he must have thought it all through.’

Giselle decided to stop questioning him and trust her friend.

He was especially flawless in these kinds of schemes.

Knock knock-

“Is anyone there?”

“A… a wizard?” The door of a cramped row house in an alley opened, and a sickly-looking elf peeked out.

The elf was startled by the visit of Yihan, who was dressed in a way that made him look like a wizard to anyone.

Wizards rarely visited poor places. The sudden appearance of a wizard made him strongly suspect that he was trying to extort money.

‘It’s definitely a curse-based plague.’

Yihan opened his soul sight to confirm the other person’s symptoms.

He didn’t know which guy in the city had spread it, but the creeping energy told him it was a curse.

“Have you been feeling tired for no reason lately, not feeling energized even after eating and sleeping well, and just feeling exhausted?”

“H, how did you know that?”

“Here. Take my hand.”

Yihan didn’t say much or stir up the other person by rambling on.

The situation was different from extracting information from suspicious criminals. Even if he was going to ask questions, he had to calm the plague down first.

Wham!

The elf was startled by the sudden return of energy.

His body had returned to normal just by holding hands and muttering a few words.

“Y, you’re a healing wizard!”

“That’s right. Are there any other sick people around? If so, please tell me.”

“Please wait! I’ll bring them out right away!”

Yihan stood in front of the alley and began to immediately absorb the plague from the people who came out.

‘That’s strange. This plague’s energy feels familiar for some reason.’

Feeling strangely familiar, Yihan blamed Professor Mortoom.

How many curses did the black magic school manage that even a curse he was seeing for the first time felt familiar?

“That’s it. Go.”

“O, oooo…!”

“By any chance, which order are you from?”

“Huh? Freisinga… Aphah… Flemang…”

“Wodanaaz, I don’t think he’s asking which order you’re affiliated with,” Giselle whispered from behind. Yihan realized it belatedly.

‘He was asking where I came from.’

The sick people were puzzled, but they didn’t ask any further.

They didn’t want to provoke this holy saint for no reason.

“Next. Come on in. …Cough!” Yihan staggered.

He had absorbed it without thinking, but the other person had a minor internal hemorrhage. Immediately casting a healing spell, Yihan muttered,

“Indeed. There could be other symptoms.”

“……”

Giselle regretted not saying something earlier.

She had assumed he had thought it all through…

‘Isn’t Wodanaaz rushing things too much, unlike himself?’

He was usually far from making these kinds of mistakes.

But to see him like this. She wondered if the fight against the evil god worshippers was making Wodanaaz impatient.

…Well, if he wasn’t impatient, he wouldn’t be trying to catch all the criminals in the city.

“A, are you alright?”

“Yes. I healed it right away. Next.”

There were a few exceptions, but Yihan chose to face them head-on instead of stopping.

After all, wasn’t that why he had learned healing magic in the first place?

Giselle’s expression grew increasingly grim at his crude method.

She might have to knock him out from behind right now.

While she was agonizing over her friendship with her friend, people began to flock to him like clouds.

The rumor of a wizard who instantly cured the plague quickly spread, drawing people from the other side of the city.

And when there were so many people, there were bound to be people who thought of Einroguard and asked about it.

“Are you from Einroguard?”

‘Oh dear.’

Right now, Yihan and the students were wearing ordinary wizard robes instead of the tattered Einroguard uniforms.

Nevertheless, some people seemed to be reminded of Einroguard by their outstanding magical skills and selfless actions.

Yihan hesitated slightly.

Should he admit it or deny it?

The group had been thoroughly disguised since before they entered Marheim City.

The knights as porters, the wizards as merchants.

The moment they drove a carriage with the Einroguard flag, criminals would run from the end of the road to confess, so it was an obvious choice.

As such, he could deny it if he wanted to, but… …the number of people infected with the plague was higher than he had expected.

Wouldn’t it be better to admit that he was from Einroguard?

Then even those who hadn’t come out yet might trust the name and come out.

“No, these days, Einroguard wizards are slaughtering thieves.”

“That’s right. I heard that too. They’re going around the west, catching and killing guys with bounties on their heads. They’re cracking down so fiercely that the guys who were there are running away to other places.”

“……” Yihan silently accepted the gazes of his friends and quietly focused on healing.