Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 708

“Wh-What are you doing right now? You said multiple sign-ups were allowed, weren’t they?” Asan asked, bewildered.

Of course, they had assured him afterwards, ‘The clubs have standards’ and ‘That won’t happen,’ but the upperclassmen had definitely said that multiple club sign-ups were allowed.

To say that and then act with such menacing energy…

Anyone would think they were trying to forcibly tear up the kitchen club application with their bare hands.

“We did say multiple sign-ups were allowed.”

Sevius, a member of the library club, nodded agreeably at his junior’s words.

“But wouldn’t it be better to focus on one club instead of signing up for multiple?”

“Sevius is right. Let’s tear it up first and then talk. Priest Falcrius! Come out here for a moment! Let’s have a little chat!”

However, the kitchen club students inside the storage room didn’t open the door.

Instead, only mocking laughter echoed back.

-Puhuhu, why would I need to talk to you guys?

“Damn it. We’ve been found out. Attack!”

“Honestly, those kitchen club guys are so quick, it’s annoying!” The upperclassmen gritted their teeth and brandished their wands.

The kitchen club was one of the most frequently raided clubs by other students because of the food ingredients they stored.

Naturally, their experience with such raids was unparalleled.

“Soul, infiltrate!”

One of the upperclassmen cast an astral projection spell, attempting to infiltrate the kitchen storage room.

It was a spell frequently used before linking with illusion magic, as it made it easier to cast various powerful illusion spells the moment you broke through the defense and connected with the opponent’s soul.

“The power of Yang protects!”

Priest Falcrius chanted in a powerful voice.

Magic erupted from the seemingly shabby storage room, creating a strong defense that shimmered like a castle wall.

Seeing that, the upperclassmen cursed.

“Damn it, the defense got even thicker?!”

“When did they set something like that up?”

“…We did it at the end of last year.”

The stonemasonry club upperclassman said, sounding embarrassed, and scoldings flew in from all directions.

“You dolt, is gold all it takes for you? How are we supposed to steal from the kitchen club if you help them make it even more of a fortress?!”

“If you designed it, at least tell us the weak point! Where is the weak point?!”

“I forgot the weak point! Would you think I’d do a commission so sloppily?!”

Everyone clicked their tongues at the stonemasonry club upperclassman’s shout.

Well, they would have placed restrictions to make sure the weak point was forgotten if they had commissioned it themselves.

Sevius spat and said.

“We don’t need it. We can just smash it with brute force. Let’s see if they don’t come out even when we’re boiling the pot.”

“That’s right. Falcrius! Does the stonemasonry club look like they can’t break a building they built themselves? Come out here right now! Let’s decide properly through discussion!”

-Uhaha, try it if you can, there will be plenty of ingredients to put in the pot! The application is in my hands anyway!

Falcrius, having heard all the conversation outside, provoked them with a sneer.

The upperclassmen seemed even more enraged by the provocation.

“I’ll kill you!”

“You thieving bastards. I’ll pay you back for all the resentment I’ve built up from you always taking more than your share!”

Wham! Thwack! Thwack!

A makeshift siege unfolded between the storage room and the tent, with the pots in between.

The most vulnerable door of the storage room became flimsy and transformed into a wraith.

The kitchen club wizards responded immediately. A powerful petrification spell enveloped the wraith and turned it into a stone statue.

Then, this time, the stone statue turned into a golem. Everyone whistled at Sevius’s skill.

-Uwaaaah!

With a shout, Priest Falcrius swung his ladle. The ladle transformed into a giant iron mallet and crushed the golem.

“How many potions did he drink?!”

“Block the potions first! Those guys can last a week with just their potions!”

The upperclassmen combined their strength and chanted a spell, and a change was immediately apparent.

The kitchen club wizards noticed the changes happening inside the storage room and the potion bottles at their waists and were horrified.

Their precious potions were rotting or corroding.

“Turn them into lead for now! We can turn them back later!”

“Yes!”

“Puha, if you want to show off your strength that much, I’ll accept! Let’s-fight-with-strength!”

The upperclassmen, seeing Falcrius running towards them, radiating a rainbow-colored aura from the effects of various potions, didn’t avoid him and confronted him head-on.

“Good, come on! Falcrius.”

“The winner takes the application!”

As one of the upperclassmen half-melted into the ground, trying to transform into a giant rock monster, Perseus thought it wouldn’t do and shouted to his juniors.

“Let’s disband for today! We’ll come and explain separately to the other clubs that aren’t here anyway within this week!”

“Understood!”

“By any chance, are you thinking of joining the Quidditch club first?”

“……”

The second-year students rolled their eyes at Perseus, who subtly threw out a question while evacuating.

Perseus, looking a little embarrassed, avoided their gazes and replied.

“I asked because you might be interested in Quidditch.”

-Caution: 7th floor access restricted for a while, club war broke out.

ㄴWhich clubs are they?

ㄴI heard they’re official clubs.

ㄴWhat’s going on? Were their subsidies cut or something?

“……”

“……”

The friends who were looking at the posts on the bulletin board comforted Lee Han.

“Don’t be too distressed, Wodanaz.”

“That’s right. Let’s think positively. The upperclassmen might give up on you while they’re fighting.”

“!”

Lee Han hadn’t expected much from his friends’ comfort, but this one was a little tempting.

“That might be true.”

“Does that make sense?” Gainando tilted his head.

If ten people were fighting over a chocolate cake, even if they got tired of fighting each other, they would compromise and share it, not give up on the cake itself.

“Make him be quiet.”

“Mmph…! Why! What did I get wrong!”

The friends firmly shut Gainando’s mouth, lest Lee Han should hear.

“Then see you later, Wodanaz. I have to leave now to get to my lecture.”

“What lecture is it?”

“>Research on the Most Comfortable Posture During Rest>.”

“…Didn’t they say that lecture hasn’t existed since 10 years ago?”

“It might have come back this year!”

“Uh-huh… okay.”

Lee Han couldn’t say anything more at his friend’s hopeful expression.

It wasn’t unheard of for a professor who had disappeared within the school to return and revive a lecture.

‘I should get moving too.’

Originally, the first week was the week of club introductions, but that didn’t mean there were no lectures.

Especially from the second year onwards, as the range of lectures you could choose widened, it was the student’s responsibility to check if a lecture really existed.

‘Lectures…’

Lee Han checked the lecture schedule.

In fact, since it was based on the schedule (arbitrarily) created by Yukbertile and the professors, it didn’t seem like there would be that many non-existent lectures.

‘What’s this?’

Lee Han was puzzled when he noticed a difference while scanning the lecture list.

There was a lecture that wasn’t on the professors’ mandatory schedule but was on the schedule recommended by Yukbertile.

About the Understanding of Very Difficult and Esoteric Vision Magic (Those without confidence, do not come)

“…?”

Other friends might not agree, but Lee Han could choose lectures too.

Even in the mandatory schedule filled to the brim by the professors, there were still very small gaps left.

Yukbertile’s lecture schedule kindly recommended and filled those gaps, but it was still a fact that Lee Han could choose.

And yet, to recommend such a lecture in such a precious space.

‘Hmm. Senior Diret did say that artifact was really amazing…’

Lee Han remembered Diret praising Yukbertile’s Calendarium.

Other tower students were willing to risk ambushes and attacks to obtain that lecture schedule artifact.

If such an artifact recommended a lecture, there must be a reason.

Then it was right to just follow the recommendation…

‘…But the lecture name is too weird?’

It was a lecture title that seemed to say, ‘If you come to listen after seeing this name, it’s your own fault.’

Lee Han, who had an experience last year where his life got twisted after trying to get something for free, was even more cautious.

“…Let’s go carefully.”

Still, he couldn’t completely ignore the recommendation, so Lee Han moved his feet.

If he opened the door and Professor Voladi was there, he was planning to immediately back away.

Creak-

Lee Han opened the door to the lecture room tucked away in the corner on the 3rd floor and paused at the sight of a place that looked like no one had entered for over ten years.

‘It’s not Professor Baegreg.’

Professor Voladi was the type of person who would be standing in the center like a stone statue from the start.

In comparison, this was a place where not even a trace of a person could be felt.

Lee Han was a little relieved, dusted off a chair, and sat down.

A little while later.

‘…Is no one coming?’

Lee Han was slightly embarrassed.

He had thought that at least one 3rd or 4th year senior, if not someone from the same year, would come.

Why would they recommend such an unpopular lecture that no one would choose?

Just as Lee Han was thinking that he should wait a little longer and leave, the door opened.

Squeak-

Professor Garcia peeked his head out through the opened door.

And then, thinking that no one was there, he was about to turn his head back but paused.

“Oh. Student Lee Han?”

“Hello. Professor.”

“Did you perhaps come to the wrong lecture room?”

“Uh…”

Lee Han, just in case, checked again at Professor Garcia’s question.

“About the Understanding of Very Difficult and Esoteric Vision Magic. Those without confidence, do not come. Isn’t it?”

“…Student Lee Han came because he was curious after hearing such a lecture title?!” Professor Garcia looked at Lee Han as if he couldn’t believe it.

He hadn’t believed it even with the Skull Headmaster’s slander, but at this point, the hypothesis that ‘Student Lee Han deliberately chooses difficult and hard lectures’ was slowly gaining traction.

Why on earth would he try to listen to a lecture with such a title?

“A senior recommended it to me.”

“What kind of son of a… Ah. The Calendarium?” Professor Garcia belatedly recalled the Blue Dragon Tower artifact.

The treasure of the Blue Dragon Tower that helped students choose lectures much more efficiently while other tower students wasted several times the amount of time.

“That’s right. You knew about it?”

“Student Yukbertile is famous after all… But, the Calendarium recommended this lecture?”

“Yes.”

“……”

Professor Garcia wore an expression full of anguish, as if he couldn’t decide what to say.

“Professor?”

“Um… Ah… Really… Why on earth did it recommend this?” The professor sighed deeply as if the ground was sinking, then fully opened the door and came inside.

And then he continued to explain.

“First of all, I’m the professor in charge of this lecture. Student Lee Han.”

“!”

Lee Han was very surprised.

It was surprising that Professor Garcia was in charge of this lecture, but more than that…

“No. Did you choose such a lecture title, Professor?!”

“There were circumstances!” Professor Garcia, also embarrassed, answered with a slightly flushed face.

“The lecture content is quite difficult. I made it like this so that students wouldn’t listen to it unnecessarily.”

“Professor…!”

Lee Han understood Professor Garcia’s words and was greatly moved.

The vicious Skull Headmaster had forcibly given the order, ‘Kehet het, Professor Garcia, you must torment the students, so open the following lecture!’

He had opened the lecture because he had no choice, but Professor Garcia, who didn’t want to torment the students unnecessarily, had decided on a title that no one would ever listen to.

‘Truly touching.’

It would have been a touching story if Lee Han himself hadn’t come to listen to that lecture.

“What kind of magic is it?”

“Time magic.”

“Ah.”

“Student Lee Han, were you interested in time magic?” Professor Garcia cast a curious gaze at Lee Han, who showed an unexpected reaction.

It was as if Lee Han himself had something that came to mind about time magic.

“During vacation, this watch…”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Professor Garcia quickly snatched the pocket watch from Lee Han’s hand and threw it at the wall.

Wham!

With a loud noise, the pocket watch made a hole in the wall and flew out into the hallway.