Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 146

Lee Han wasn’t thrilled, but he wasn’t surprised either. He’d known something like this was coming.

“Understood,” Lee Han said, keeping his voice even.

“Haha. Don’t misunderstand that I’m tormenting you.”

“Haha. Of course.”

The skeletal headmaster looked at Lee Han, waiting for him to argue. But Lee Han didn’t argue back.

“By the way, is Professor Verdus… always like that?”

“Yes. Professor Verdus is… well, he’s always been a bit like that.”

They both understood what the other meant, without saying it directly.

If only you hadn’t been so diligent, catching Professor Verdus’s eye… tsk tsk.

” ?”

Lee Han paused.

The skeletal headmaster’s words were a little confusing.

“Aside from the fact that I couldn’t take it easy, I didn’t exactly catch the professor’s eye.”

In Lee Han’s view, Professor Verdus didn’t think highly of him.

He had continued to point out flaws and complain even while he was doing the Fuyo magic.

-Failed? Why is that? Oh dear. It’s not difficult…

-Is my talent too lacking?

-Failing like this… really… it’s unfortunate… I feel sorry….

-Talent is lacking compared to passion…

Lee Han could ignore the professor’s words, but other students might get angry.

That means he liked you a lot. Professor Verdus doesn’t even take good care of his own disciples.

“Don’t they all do that…”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.”

Lee Han thought about the skeletal headmaster’s words.

Professor Bible was a little strange, but he didn’t seem like someone who would force Lee Han to learn like Professor Volardi, or the other professors.

Besides, he didn’t seem to expect much from Lee Han’s talent.

The headmaster is just saying this because I’m agreeing. If I said no, he would understand.

It looks like you’ll be quite busy during this festival week.

The skeletal headmaster said mischievously.

He still had to work at Professor Volardi’s tent for a few more days. And he hadn’t even started the headmaster’s magic fireworks.

Wait. Professor Alpen’s magic circle isn’t even finished yet.

Lee Han folded his fingers and calculated. He thought about it, but it was too much work.

Do I have time?

“But… I don’t think I have the physical time to do it.”

“Don’t exaggerate. Still, wouldn’t preparing for the festival be more enjoyable than taking classes for a student?”

“I think I’d rather just have class…”

Lee Han, who was talking, suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped.

“Aren’t we having classes?”

“I told them to rest during the festival. Aren’t you grateful?”

“I am grateful… but… Professor Volardi was lecturing though?”

“Was he?”

The skeletal headmaster was puzzled.

Then he said casually.

“Well, it could happen.”

“……”

Lee Han wondered if he should complain to Professor Volardi or the headmaster first. Maybe after he graduates, he would.

The Blue Dragon Tower lounge felt like spring, ready for the festival.

Friends hung wildflowers they picked from nearby fields and wrote down fun events on the blackboard.

Gynan Daugh wore a cone hat made by a priest and munched on a thin biscuit with cream that a snack vendor from outside had given him as a gift.

“Gynan Daugh! Take this!”

“Hmph! As if I’d take it!”

When a friend who came in from behind threw a straw doll, Gynan Daugh hurriedly rolled his body to the side to avoid it.

It was one of the frequent events at the spring festival, an event where dolls containing misfortune were thrown.

They believed catching a doll would pass your bad luck to someone else for a while.

“Too late! You’re so stupid!”

“Ah, no!”

Another friend who was waiting quickly threw a doll at Gynan Daugh. Gynan Daugh received the doll and looked tearful.

“Someone else! Someone else come out!”

However, the friends in the lounge had already prepared after seeing Gynan Daugh receive the doll.

Gynan Daugh pointed his finger at them and complained, seeing friends hiding behind furniture or waiting with both hands behind their backs.

“That’s cowardly! That’s cowardly!”

“Anything goes at the spring festival, Gynan Daugh!”

At that time, the lounge door opened and someone came in.

Gynan Daugh’s face brightened and turned the straw doll behind him. He was planning to throw it after making the opponent careless.

Bang.

Lee Han opened the door and entered with the most tired face in the world.

The setting sun made Lee Han’s tired face look even darker.

“……”

“……”

The Blue Dragon Tower friends, who had been excited until just now, suddenly felt sorry for no reason.

Some students quietly put aside the toys they had been playing with until just now.

Asan, who was scribbling on the blackboard, unknowingly turned the blackboard backwards.

The princess, who was playing chess with her follower, pulled a student next to her, sat her in front of the chessboard, and pretended to read a book herself.

Lee Han looked so tired that everyone in the lounge felt bad.

“Why is everyone doing that? Is it because of me?”

Lee Han wondered.

“You don’t have to worry about me, just play as you were. I don’t know why you’re all looking at me strangely.”

“R, really?”

“Haha. I don’t know either.”

The friends quietly took out the toys they had put away. Asan turned the blackboard back around. The princess put the book away and picked up the chess pieces again.

Gynan Daugh approached Lee Han with shining eyes. The doll hidden behind his back was shaking.

“Lee Han…”

“You sneaky coward!”

“Are you even human?!”

Two Blue Dragon Tower students ran to Gynan Daugh, grabbed his arms, and pulled him out.

No one with a heart would throw a doll at Wodanaz when he’s this tired.

“Let go of me! Let go of me! You said all means and methods are allowed!”

“Be quiet!”

As he watched Gynan Daugh being pulled away, Lee Han slumped onto the sofa.

He was too tired to even ask why Gynan Daugh was acting so strange.

“Did everyone have fun at the festival?”

“Of course. Wodanaz. What did you do?”

“I ran Professor Volardi’s tent and then was stuck in the workshop making magic fireworks at the request of the skeletal headmaster.”

“…Hey. Put the toys away. Put them away.”

The friends who heard Lee Han’s words quickly put away their festival toys.

Lee Han waved his hand and stopped them.

“It’s okay… and everyone be careful when the headmaster sets off the magic fireworks. Don’t get too close.”

“Why?”

Gynan Daugh, now without his doll, looked confused and asked.

“Just do as I say, you bastard.”

“What did I do wrong…!”

Gynan Daugh felt unfairly treated.

Of course, he tried to play a trick on Lee Han, who was tired, by throwing a straw doll at him…!

A girl with red hair handed him a tin cup with steaming hot liquid.

A small note was attached.

-Free! (Ask Gynan Daugh about the price)

“…Thank you. Yoner.”

“It’s nothing.”

“…Was I too obsessed with the price?”

Lee Han suddenly felt a little concerned and asked Yoner. Yoner pretended not to know.

“Not really?”

He felt somewhat refreshed as the hot coffee with lots of sugar went down.

Lee Han asked his friends.

“What did everyone do at the festival today?”

“I helped Professor Thunderstride. He had an event where he made and drank various potions, and the guests from outside seemed to like it.”

“Indeed… if I were to go into business later, I might be able to hold such events periodically…”

“Lee Han. You may have been born for gold.”

Yoner was impressed that Lee Han could think of a business idea even when he was so tired.

“I stood in line to get snacks earlier. A snack maker from outside came in.”

“Is that allowed?”

“I heard they came in with permission? The priests must have called them.”

“As expected of the priests…”

The students murmured and were moved.

They felt they could only trust the priests, because even the professors seemed unreliable.

“And there were quite a few guests from outside? I saw people from other schools earlier.”

“What? Really? Where?”

“I don’t know where because I couldn’t talk to them… it didn’t feel like a good time to ask. They were walking away with nosebleeds.”

“Ah. Really? I saw the White Tiger Tower guys walking away with nosebleeds earlier too. What’s going on?”

Lee Han, who was lying down, warned his friends.

“That’s right. Don’t get too close to Professor Volardi’s tent either.”

“Why?”

Gynan Daugh asked without much thought.

“Just do as I say, you bastard.”

“Why do you keep tormenting Wodanaz!”

“A… no!”

Gynan Daugh felt even more unfairly treated when his friends scolded him.

I could be curious!

“Since Wodanaz is talking about magic fireworks, didn’t the headmaster say he would do a magic fireworks event?”

“I heard he was going to do something else besides magic fireworks… I’m suddenly feeling uneasy.”

“But everything the headmaster does has always been uneasy.”

“I guess so. Should we avoid all events?”

Lee Han lay down and listened to his friends talking.

I didn’t know so many guests would come from outside. That’s a shame.

If he had known, he would have tried to escape using this…

It was truly a shame.

But it’s not over yet.

Just as Lee Han’s work with Professor Volardi, the skeletal headmaster, and others was not over, the spring festival had only just begun today.

He would try to contact as many guests from outside as possible in the remaining time to find a way to escape!

Of course, he would have to run Professor Volardi’s tent, make the skeletal headmaster’s magic fireworks, complete Professor Alpen’s magic circle, and contact them in his remaining time, but anyway…

“Lee Han.”

When Lee Han finished his coffee, Yoner whispered quietly, so the others wouldn’t hear.

“What’s wrong? Is there something to beat Gynan Daugh about?”

“No. It’s not that…”

Yoner took out a potion bottle. Then she said with a serious expression.

“Don’t be surprised by what I’m about to say.”

“Okay.”

“…That horse might really be a griffin.”

“I see.”

“Aren’t you surprised?”

“I don’t think I’ll be surprised even if Gynan Daugh was actually a kraken now. Yoner. Let’s go.”

Lee Han got up from his seat.

Even though he was tired, he had to see this for himself.

Yoner, feeling a little unsure, asked the priests of the Flamen Order.

Then they learned something amazing.

The potion that Ponryg of the stable had drunk was not a potion for animal transformation, but a potion to remove curses.

“But Lee Han… even so, Professor Lightningstride? That doesn’t make sense.”

“Yoner. Don’t trust the professors. No, don’t trust anyone at school.”

Lee Han said seriously. Yoner nodded.

If that horse was really a griffin, Yoner didn’t think she could trust any professor.

-Woof.

Sharkan, who followed Lee Han, barked next to him. Lee Han couldn’t speak Leopard, but he understood what Sharkan meant.

He’s probably saying something like what did I say.

Lee Han stroked Sharkan as if he was sorry. He felt even more sorry because he couldn’t pay attention to him because of the festival.

When they arrived at the stable, the door opened with a creaking sound.

And Lee Han and Yoner met the eyes of the person coming out of the stable.

It was a person who covered his whole body and face with a black cloth.

“…It’s not… Ratford! Yoner! It’s a thief!”

“!!!”