Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 31

“Has my wicked inner self been discovered?” Lee Han wondered if people could see his bad side.

Tissling seemed concerned. “Even if you wear a priest’s robe, your faith won’t deepen, nor will the curse weaken…”

“Of course, that’s true,” Lee Han replied. “But if I wear a priest’s robe, I think I can reflect on myself. I’ve been lazy, always wearing comfortable and soft clothes.”

“…Uh, wouldn’t those clothes be enough?” Tissling asked, pointing to Lee Han’s simple clothes.

The headmaster only gave the students rough uniforms, so they were already far from comfortable.

However, Lee Han did not waver. “No. I need a priest’s robe to understand Freisinger’s will a little more.”

Tissling thought for a moment, then gave in. “To that extent… If you say so… I’ll get it for you when we meet next time.”

“Okay. Oh, right. The priest asked me to get you some food.”

“It’s alright,” Tissling replied softly but firmly. “I’m satisfied with my current diet.”

Lee Han knew he couldn’t give up so easily. He needed to show the qualities of a good student.

“But the priest is worried. If you don’t eat anything, he’ll keep worrying. How about this? Let’s have a meal together. You don’t have to force yourself to eat. Just having a meal together will ease the priest’s worries a bit, don’t you think?”

Tissling, thinking Lee Han’s words made sense, nodded. She already felt sorry that Priest Mehrid kept worrying about her.

“That sounds like a good idea.”

“Right?” Lee Han grinned, thinking, ‘If we just eat together, I can make her eat as much as I want.’ Manipulating a girl who had grown up only praying was too easy.

Feeling something suspicious in that smile, Tissling tilted her head.

The weekend ended, and a new week arrived. The students who had survived the tough first week seemed more mature.

“-Hmph. You guys find Einrogaard tough? It’s like my own home now.”

“-After about a week, it’s manageable? I think I can keep up with the magic classes at this level.”

The students, having rested on the weekend, were full of confidence. However, Einrogaard showed them how difficult it really was.

>Basic Imperial Geometry and Arithmetic<. "-Here, there is a young wizard at one vertex of a cube. The young wizard wants to connect a magic circle to the vertex farthest from where he is. Calculate the shortest distance the young wizard can connect." "-…P, Professor? T, this isn't magic…" "-Don't ask silly questions. A wizard who only waves a wand can never be great. The higher you go in magic, the more you need to understand complex calculations. Geometry is a core part of magic. If you don't know geometry, you can't draw a magic circle. Arithmetic is also key. How can someone who doesn't know how to control magical power draw a magic circle?" The students were silent. >Basic Imperial Language and Logic<. "-One of the biggest dangers for young wizards is being tricked into a contract by a smarter creature. So, wizards must be able to see the dangers in contracts. Today, we will solve this problem. Here is a wizard who is drunk and makes a bad contract with a demon. Can this wizard cancel the contract when he is sober? Do those who are sleeping not value their souls? Wake up!" "-Kraaah! I wasn't sleeping!" The students who took the hard classes looked like they had lost half their souls. They were pale and tired, like they hadn't slept in days. "Maybe… magic isn't for me…" "I thought waving a wand was all there was to magic… I'm worthless…" The students muttered, losing confidence. However, some students did well. "Geometry and arithmetic are just the basics," said Asan of the Dalcard family. Princess Adenarte also did well. Lee Han said, "How did I solve it? That's not important. We need to find a way out first." These three geniuses handled the difficult classes easily. 'I never thought my time in graduate school would be useful,' Lee Han thought. People had asked, 'What are you going to do with all that studying?' Now he knew. "Heh heh heh. Lee Han. Look at those White Tiger Tower guys. They're a mess," Gainando said. 'You couldn't solve it either…' Lee Han thought, impressed that Gainando was cheering himself up by looking at the others. "Can you teach me later?" Yonel asked cautiously. He was smart but couldn't keep up with the class. He needed to review and try again. Having Lee Han's help would be great. Honestly, Lee Han's performance was surprising. Asan was from a smart family, and Princess Adenarte was talented, but Lee Han was keeping up with them. "Of course. I'll be asking you about alchemy later," Lee Han replied. Yonel's face brightened. 'It's easier to study if you have areas you're good at,' he thought. Connections were helpful for studying. A genius didn't need help, but Lee Han wasn't a genius. Helping each other was a good idea. "Ah. Then me too!" Gainando said. Lee Han paused. Teaching Gainando felt like a loss. "Of course," Lee Han said. "Didn't you pause just now?" Gainando asked. "Must be your imagination. Anyway, the classes are so hard, I'm glad I didn't choose too many extra classes," Lee Han said. Everyone agreed. The confidence they had felt after the first week was gone. They were thinking about dropping other classes. "How about it? Are you still thinking of taking more swordsmanship training, physical training, or magical combat?" Lee Han asked slyly. "Sorry," one student said. "I don't like that," said another. "No matter how I think about it, that's not for me," another added. The students were very firm on this point. Just as the students gathered, so did the professors. The dwarf professor, Thunderstride, sipped his warm tea. 'Hmm. Tea tastes better when there's a useful worker,' he thought. The Wodanaz boy was a skilled worker. The tea leaves were much better than when Thunderstride managed the cabin alone. This wasn't something anyone could do, especially those from the great families. He had a talent for chores! "By the way, Headmaster," Thunderstride said. "Hmm?" the headmaster replied. "Which professor is teaching the >Basic Mount Training< course?" The troll professor, Garcia Kim, asked. "Huh? Wasn't Professor Bendozol teaching it?" Thunderstride asked, puzzled. "Oh dear. Haven't you heard? Professor Bendozol went to find a unicorn and went missing. We need to find another professor," Garcia Kim said. "Don't worry. I've prepared, of course," the headmaster said. The professors nodded at the headmaster's words. The headmaster was important for running the school. "So, who is it?" Thunderstride asked. >Basic Mount Training< was a required course. It taught students how to ride and handle unusual beasts. The headmaster said, "Lightningstride Choidar." "Oh. We can trust that person," one professor said. "That seems like an excellent choice," said another. All the professors except Thunderstride were satisfied. Lightningstride was a famous dwarf adventurer. Thunderstride was upset because Lightningstride was his aunt. "Why does it have to be that person?!" Thunderstride complained. "If you're going to complain, complain to Bendozol, who went to find a unicorn. You should be glad I found such a suitable person so quickly," the headmaster said. "Kuh…" Thunderstride couldn't argue. It wasn't easy to find the right professor. 'I really don't want to meet her,' Thunderstride thought. Lightningstride was partly responsible for Thunderstride's dislike of the Eastern Dwarves. Whenever they met, she would nag him, asking, 'How long are you going to keep fiddling with flasks and chemicals in your room?', 'Listen to your elders', 'Ironfoot from the next family has already started a family'—that dwarf was Lightningstride! Professor Garcia said, "Don't worry too much. You won't have that many chances to meet." "I hope so…" Thunderstride said. The students, who had been beaten up by math and language all day, were surprisingly happy. It was because of the class they were about to take: >Basic Mount Training