Lee Han frowned, staring at the space where Mac had been. “This information…” he said slowly, “it’s not as helpful as I hoped.”
Salco, standing beside him, blinked. He looked confused. “Huh?”
Salco thought about what Mac had just told them. It was something like this:
Professor Kirmin Ku had put the nightmare Mac swallowed into a glass bottle. He was getting ready for the Illusion Magic exam.
Professor Pasellet Kraer was hiding the students she took for the Precognition exam near Professor Kirmin Ku’s workshop. This was to trick the other students who were trying to guess where they were.
Salco scratched his head. *Isn’t that… a lot of information?* he wondered.
“Wodanaz, I think this is useful enough…” Salco asked hesitantly, not with his usual rough attitude.
He was a little intimidated by Lee Han’s intensity. Lee Han’s words were so strong, almost scary.
Lee Han answered sharply, as if Salco was talking nonsense. “Salco, are you really impressed just because Mac looked like he was going to cry? Don’t be so easily tricked. Are you really an Einroguard student?”
The Black Tortoise Tower students, and even Siren, stared at Lee Han, but Lee Han didn’t flinch.
“If you put your nightmare in a glass bottle, you should tell me how to deal with it,” Lee Han continued. “What’s the point of just putting it in? And anyone can guess it’s hidden around the workshop. You have to tell me how to get in.”
Salco was amazed by Lee Han’s boldness. How could someone from a great aristocratic family of the Empire have this much nerve?
“Um… Wodanaz, I have something to ask about the nightmare Mac hid,” Retford said.
“Oh. Retford. Did you think of a good way?” Lee Han asked, his face brightening.
The nightmare Mac swallowed was a powerful ability that wasn’t easy to deal with. Lee Han had tried to stop it earlier but failed. He was thinking of pushing Mac to come up with a solution. If it was a nightmare he swallowed, there had to be a way.
“Um… Wodanaz, you’re not affected by nightmares anyway, so do you really need a solution?”
Flap-
The students waiting at the library entrance were puzzled by a small paper bird, folded neatly and fluttering its wings, that suddenly flew in.
“What is it? Did Wodanaz send it?”
“No. It came from the other side.”
*Shouldn’t we think about whether Wodanaz can send a paper bird from that distance first…?*
The note read: “Notice to Students Taking Precognition Magic: Shiles, a student from the Richmond family, has moved his location for the exam. Please find and submit the student’s location by this week. -Pasellet Kraer”
The faces of the students who read the letter twisted in disbelief. What the heck?
“…I forgot that all the professors are jerks,” Giselle said, feeling especially betrayed.
She had suspected the Skull Headmaster, but it turned out another professor was the culprit.
“Wait. Then why did Mac barge in earlier?”
“Isn’t it because we took over this place and he got angry?”
“Eh. Is that really the reason? What’s so bad about borrowing this place for a bit?”
Giselle wanted to tell the White Tiger Tower student, ‘That’s a good enough reason for a monster to get angry,’ but there were more important things to do first.
“You two over there, go to the pursuit team and tell them to come back quickly.”
“Um… Moradi, wouldn’t Wodanaz notice on his own?” The White Tiger Tower students made excuses, not wanting to leave the fortress with just the two of them.
Then the Blue Dragon Tower students jeered. “Are you even saying that! How would Wodanaz notice that, no matter who he is!”
“Would you have done that if he was a friend from the same tower! Wodanaz wasted food on you! Coward! Boo! Spit out what you ate!”
The faces of the White Tiger Tower students turned red at Guinan’s last jeer.
“I’m going, I’m going!”
“Boo! Boo!”
“…I’m not going out until that guy shuts up. Make him shut up!”
The Blue Dragon Tower students stopped Guinan’s jeering. Just as the White Tiger Tower students were about to leave, grumbling, the pursuit team returned from afar.
“!!”
“They’re back!”
“Wodanaz! Come back quickly! It wasn’t a monster, it was a professor who kidnapped him!!”
Lee Han, hearing his friends shouting from afar, replied, “I know! Professor Kraer must have kidnapped him!”
The friends inside the fortress looked at each other, confused. How on earth?
“…What did I say! I told you Wodanaz would notice on his own!” The White Tiger Tower student who had made excuses earlier suddenly remembered and shouted.
Giselle tapped her friend’s shoulder and beckoned him to come closer with her index finger. “Why, Moradi?”
“Shut your mouth, it’s embarrassing.”
“…Okay…”
Lee Han, who passed through the fortress’s main gate, briefly explained what had happened with Mac.
“Anyway, he agreed when I said I would fix the library after the mess.”
“…Wait, I think you need to explain a little longer…” Just as one of the students was about to ask because he couldn’t understand how he had negotiated with the monster who had been rampaging earlier, Lee Han cut him off.
“That’s not important right now.”
“If that’s not important, then…”
“The Illusion Magic exam and the Precognition Magic exam are coming up soon, that’s more important. Everyone, I have something to tell you, so those taking each school should gather to one side.”
Retford, who was taking Illusion Magic, nodded and grabbed Lee Han’s arm, trying to pull him towards the Illusion Magic side. Asan, who was taking Precognition Magic, nodded and grabbed Lee Han’s arm, trying to pull him towards the Precognition Magic side.
“…Let go, both of you.”
“Oops!”
“Sorry.”
The two friends let go, embarrassed. Lee Han explained the information he had obtained, feeling annoyed.
“Mac’s nightmare?”
“Yeah. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get the solution from Mac. That despicable fellow.”
“Ah, no. Mac probably doesn’t know the answer.”
The friends were taken aback by Lee Han’s words. Just like a snake doesn’t have its own cure for poison, Mac probably doesn’t know how to stop the nightmare either.
“So, it seems like we have to figure out the solution on our own… The problem is the Precognition Magic exam. I found out that it’s around Professor Ku’s tower.”
“What?!”
“How on earth!”
The students taking Precognition Magic were surprised by Lee Han’s words. Even for Wodanaz, who has genius magical abilities, it seemed impossible to narrow down the location like that without any clues.
Could it be that Wodanaz himself is proving the old saying that there is no impossibility in magic?
“Oh. I asked Mac.”
The students who were listening started to wonder how Lee Han had asked Mac. Did he hang Mac upside down and torture him to get him to reveal that much?
“Hey. Salco. Was Mac okay?”
“He cried a little, but he’s generally okay, so don’t worry,” Salco said, trying to defend Lee Han, but it wasn’t very effective.
The Black Tortoise Tower friends whispered with horrified faces. “He was really okay. Honestly, Siren seemed to be in worse condition…”
“What? Why is Siren coming out?”
“Well, she was in charge of pulling the boat.”
“You caught Siren and used her as a rower???”
“Hey. Be quiet over there,” Lee Han said, annoyed at his friends who kept talking nonsense. How could there be so much chatter during this sacred exam preparation period?
“We know it’s around the tower, but we’re still far from pinpointing the exact location. Since there aren’t enough clues, let’s all work together to find it.”
Guinan, who was listening from the side, said in a serious voice, “I think it’s the basement.”
“Why?”
“In the last issue of the magazine, Toberiz found the kidnapped person in the basement.”
“Wait. You don’t take Precognition Magic.”
“Oh? Oh. But I thought everyone would need my help…” The Precognition Magic students grabbed Guinan’s arms and dragged him away.
Lee Han ignored him and continued. “Bring the map. Let’s divide the areas. Asan, you take from this tall elm tree to the brick wall. You take…”
A Death Knight appeared at the library entrance and shouted, “A letter has arrived!” The students were startled.
The Death Knight seemed a bit clumsy and embarrassed. “Why is everyone like that?”
“Ah… It’s nothing.”
“A friend disappeared.”
The students didn’t want to say in front of the Headmaster’s minion, ‘A kidnapping happened, and we’re most suspicious of the Skull Headmaster,’ so they subtly changed the subject.
The Death Knight said, “The master kidnapped him! I don’t know anything!”
“Ah, no. It wasn’t the Headmaster, it was another professor who kidnapped him.”
“Oh. Is that so?” The Death Knight was embarrassed. “I thought the master had kidnapped him again.”
“Anyway, here’s a letter.”
Lee Han took the letter without thinking. At that moment, the letter turned black and burned, and a strong wave struck Lee Han.
“Today’s lesson is not to open suspicious letters easily!” The Skull Headmaster’s cheerful voice echoed in the air. “I’ll keep laughing, but think of it as the price of the lesson. It will disappear in about an hour.”
What was more frightening than a letter with a forced laughter curse was the awkward situation where a recorded voice came out even though the curse didn’t work. The students didn’t know how to react and were looking at each other, and the Death Knight felt embarrassed on their behalf and hung his head low.
“Um… well… maybe you forgot because the probability of me being chosen is low. Please keep it a secret from the master.”
The Death Knight continued, “Tomorrow morning’s >Basic Magic Personality Education Advanced> exam will be simple. Everyone has worked hard, so let’s go on a picnic.”
“A, a picnic?”
“Isn’t that good?”
“Hey. Look at the weather outside…”
“W, well, it seems better than taking the exam.”
The students were confused, unable to decide between ‘A picnic in this weather?’ and ‘Is this still fortunate?’
The voice continued, “Oh, right. Picnic preparation is also included in the score. Pack a good lunch. It is absolutely forbidden for someone else to pack it for you. Wodanaz, are you listening?” The students’ eyes turned to Lee Han. Lee Han felt slightly wronged.
The voice faded away. “Then prepare well and see you tomorrow!”
“Where is the picnic spot?”
The Death Knight replied, “I don’t know. Won’t you guide me tomorrow?”
“I really don’t know! Please believe me!” The Death Knight pleaded with sincerity at the students’ sharp gazes.
“Flip it now. No. Flip it gently. Don’t you know what gently means? Lower the heat. Lower the heat. I said lower the heat!” Guinan was shaking the frying pan, inwardly weeping and vowing to cherish every bite of pancake he ate from now on. Who knew there would be such great difficulties in the food he had eaten without much thought…
Lee Han clicked his tongue, looking at the students gathered in front of the makeshift fireplace. The air was filled with the smell of cooking pancakes. “We have to prepare for the Precognition Magic exam, but it’s taking up too much time. There are still exams left, but we have to waste time like this. Isn’t that a bit unfair?”
The Death Knight answered without thinking and then covered his mouth himself. “Um… well… isn’t Wodanaz student listening too much?” *What grudge am I trying to get against the future Archmage right now…!*