Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 1181

Lee Han didn’t really care about dark wizards. He hesitated, wondering whether to take out the magic books for his current lecture.

The lecture list included *Forbidden Secrets of Dark Magic*, *Basics of Using Spiritual Bodies*, and *Commentary on Elemental Magic*.

“Um, I don’t know if I can ask for this favor. They’re such simple spells.”

The Skull Headmaster would have said, “Then get lost,” and a strict teacher, Professor Doppelganger, would have scolded him, saying, “How dare you waste your teacher’s time,” but the young prince waited patiently.

He trusted his disciple and waited for him to speak.

“I can clearly see the anxiety on your face, disciple. Is something the matter?”

“It’s a long story…”

“I have time, so tell me. Even simple wisdom can be helpful to you, disciple.”

While waiting, the young prince roasted tea leaves in the painting. He checked the aroma and nodded in satisfaction.

Lee Han hesitated before explaining, “So, I ran into some wicked people, and one of them has an old grudge against Professor Voladi…”

“Did Professor Voladi disappear, by any chance?”

“?!”

Lee Han was surprised by the prince’s calm and accurate answer. Could he have been listening from inside the painting?

“How did you know?!”

“It’s obvious when you’re this anxious, disciple. A wizard should know how to hide their emotions.”

The young prince wasn’t surprised that Professor Voladi had disappeared.

To the prince, who had traveled and fought many battles, such news was only worth listening to while sipping tea.

It was normal for a teacher to help when their student was attacked. That’s how the school showed its loyalty.

Especially if it was an old enemy of the teacher…

“If your skills were better, I might have gone with you. But you still have some rough edges, so I didn’t.”

“Still, shouldn’t he have said something before leaving?”

The prince shrugged. “A teacher doesn’t always explain everything. It’s up to the student to understand and guess.”

“Well, it’s the student’s job to finish the chores without the professors saying anything…”

“…I think you’ve misunderstood, but I trust you understand the main point, disciple.”

The young prince was kind, but he was firm about the relationship between teacher and student.

Lee Han didn’t argue. There was no point in angering the young prince like Professor Doppelganger.

“I heard it’s because my magic skills are lacking.”

“I don’t know who said that, but they’re very rude.”

“……”

It was the Skull Headmaster, but Lee Han stayed quiet.

“Of course, it’s true you couldn’t go because your skills are lacking, but to only point that out without considering the teacher-student relationship? Very malicious.”

“…Kugh. I’m sorry for being inadequate.”

Lee Han felt bad. It was true that his magic skills were lacking.

The young prince comforted him, “Everyone has times when they are lacking, disciple. That’s why we strive for wisdom. You have good teachers, disciple. And the best teacher of all is right in front of you.”

“…I, I see.”

Lee Han was charmed by the words.

“There are three things you can do, disciple. The best is to trust your teacher and wait.”

“I’ve already prepared to search for him, though.”

“I knew you would. Then the second best is to use all methods and start searching.”

“Then what’s the worst?”

“The worst is to make a plan alone without telling anyone, but you wouldn’t do that, would you?”

“I’m sorry…”

The young prince smiled and waved his hand. He seemed even more intimidating.

‘Wouldn’t it be better if he just got angry?’

Professor Doppelganger attacked, but he didn’t hold grudges.

Lee Han missed his old teacher.

“So, what magic books did you bring? Do you need to master them to start searching?”

“That’s right.”

“Good. Disciple, I’ll help you. Let’s quickly finish these childish games.”

“What?”

“I’m just kidding. A joke.”

“……”

“You’ve got some nerve.”

A hamster squeaked in a cage on the table in Lee Han’s room.

Lee Han paused. ‘What is he talking about?’ He had been doing so many things lately that he couldn’t guess.

“…I mean going to meet that magical being without any fear.”

“Ah. I thought it was something else.”

Lee Han was relieved. He couldn’t say he was confident in everything he had been doing.

“My teacher is strict with evil magical criminals like you, but he’s kind to me.”

“You’re spouting crazy nonsense.”

The hamster squeaked in disbelief. He didn’t think he was a good person, but he was more normal than the prince.

How could a wizard who fought evil until he broke himself be mentally sound? He would rather be greedy himself.

Lee Han poured cold water on the hamster.

“Ack!”

“To package your own greed like that.”

“Package? I didn’t package myself! That magical being is terrifying. Have you never felt fear from him?”

“……”

Lee Han thought. He had felt a chill from the young prince.

At first, he thought the prince was a perfect version of the Skull Headmaster, but sometimes he felt a chill, like when dealing with the spirit Saratan.

When casting the Bakhantala’s Dimension Rod magic, the prince intended to sacrifice Saratan without hesitation.

Saratan wasn’t a good spirit, and Lee Han understood why the young prince was suppressing him. But he still felt a chill.

‘Ah, shoot. I’ve been tricked by an evil magical criminal.’

Lee Han poured ink on the hamster. The hamster cursed.

“Where did you learn such tricks?”

“You son of a b*tch. If you don’t want to believe it, then don’t, but what is this!”

The hamster vibrated his whiskers at his black fur.

“Do what you want if you want to hang out with that magical being. You won’t listen to me, right?”

“That’s not true, but it makes me feel bad. And my teacher is helping me. What have you done for me?”

Lee Han shook the magic book. It was absurd to ask ‘Why haven’t you done anything for me?’ after he had transformed him and locked him in a cage, but the hamster didn’t say that.

He had learned that there was no point in arguing.

Instead, he asked, “What is that?”

“It’s the advice you gave me about the midterm exam. I’m trying to finish it early, but it’s hard to prepare alone.”

“……”

He thought he was going to meet the magical being without fear, but it was for a simple reason.

The hamster was speechless.

“Would you like to take a look?”

“…I will.”

He was bored, so the hamster nodded. It seemed to be an alchemy lecture called *Advanced Alchemy for Dummies*.

‘The wizard is twisted.’

He could tell the wizard’s personality by the lecture name. He must have a twisted personality like the hamster.

…Divination Incense (Gyeonhyang) enhances the wizard’s senses and increases the accuracy of divination.

The method of making it is as follows: rare herbs (Seunghyang), red powder (Dansa), Jamsuk, bones of a magical beast that are more than 30 years old…

“Hmm. It’s boring for something that magical being wrote.”

The hamster was surprised. He thought an extraordinary magic would come out.

“Ah. That’s what the professor wrote. My teacher’s notes are on the back.”

“I see.”

“Aren’t you going to look at it?”

Lee Han was puzzled when the hamster waited.

Then the hamster shouted, “I need you to turn the page!”

“Ah.”

Lee Han grumbled and turned the page.

…Divination Incense (Gyeonhyang) enhances the wizard’s senses (taste is meaningless)…and increases the accuracy of divination…

The method of making it is as follows: rare herbs (Seunghyang), red powder (Dansa) (I recommend using gold), Jamsuk, bones of a magical beast that are more than 30 years old (it’s hard to get bones of a magical beast that are more than 30 years old. Alchemists are like that. It can be replaced by blowing dark elements into the bone fragments).

“……”

The hamster’s eyes widened. As expected of a crazy archmage, he had butchered it.

If the hamster had written this recipe, he would have collapsed in anger.

‘Isn’t this too much? There must be a difference in taste for the recipe.’

There is no right answer in magic, especially in alchemy.

Will you pay for a stronger effect, or not? Is it possible to suggest a difficult method that can be replaced by the wizard’s efforts, or not?

A wizard would respect each other’s opinions, but this archmage butchered it as if he were grading an answer sheet.

“Isn’t he very kind?”

“He’s kind to you. Are you planning to show this to the other wizard?”

“Why would I do that? I just need to show him the finished product.”

“Is that so? That’s a relief.”

The hamster paused.

Why did he think this was a relief? What did it matter if the wizard rolled around in humiliation!

‘…I need to get back to normal soon!’