Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 766

But Agdung didn’t stop answering.

Agdung was a senior student in black magic. He was very curious about magic. Also, he felt he should help someone from Maryeonggwan who needed information for exorcism.

He could only wish him well.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: How did he finish the analysis so quickly? I can’t believe it…

“This map and analysis seem truly amazing, senior. Is there special education in Callarogard?”

“An Einrogard student shouldn’t be asking if there’s special education… Besides, the *professor* wrote this analysis.”

‘Aha.’

Leehan realized why Agdung was surprised. He had asked because Agdung seemed more surprised than expected.

It made sense that Agdung was surprised. Leehan was asking questions based on what a Callarogard professor had analyzed and written down.

Gonadaltestes: Hmph. This much is basic. Why can’t an Einrogard student do this much?

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: ■■ ■■ ■■…

Instead of using bad words, he typed black squares.

Leehan understood what he meant.

‘This senior is definitely ill-tempered,’ Leehan thought.

He had only pretended to be an ordinary senior, but he got such a reaction.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: More than that… perhaps really… Profe… Prof… Never mind.

The other person seemed to try to write something but gave up. They smudged the letters and returned to the main point.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Any tips on how to clean up the bad magic here?

Leehan leaned forward. “Senior, do you have any advice about purification?”

Agdung tapped his skeletal fingers on the screen. “Hmm, let me see… Ah, yes! Professor Taswhan left something here. A peach wood staff artifact, just in case.”

“Oh? What kind of artifact is it?” Leehan asked, curious.

Professor Taswhan, Agdung explained, knew how dangerous Einrogard could be. *Especially* for students alone. He always prepared for the worst.

Agdung squinted at the screen again. “Let’s see… this artifact… *Ugh*. Why does the Professor always write in these old letters?” He muttered, good-naturedly annoyed. “It’s… what is this… ‘Essence’? ‘Cleanse’? ‘Spirit’?” He mumbled, tracing the strange symbols with a bony finger.

“I think those are letters from the Seoharin Kingdom, not the Three Kingdoms era,” Leehan offered helpfully.

“Ah! Right, you’re correct!” Agdung nodded, then paused, his skull tilting slightly. “You said you were a second-year, yes?”

“Yes,” Leehan confirmed, wondering why he asked.

“…Never mind.” Agdung shook his head, focusing back on the screen. “Let’s read this again… Aha! It’s a suction artifact.”

The artifact that Professor Taswhan had left was a powerful tool. It could gather all the bad magic from the area at once.

Instead of searching for the scattered sources of contamination one by one, it would be much easier to draw them out by turning over the land and water.

‘No. Isn’t it too much?’ Leehan wondered.

Even for a professor, it would take a lot of time and effort to create such an artifact.

To just leave it on the 7th floor of Einrogard seemed strange.

‘Maybe Callarogard is a richer magic school than Einrogard?’

‘Please don’t… Hah! What am I thinking?’

Leehan felt ashamed of his own thoughts.

It would be good if other black magicians lived well, and he shouldn’t be jealous.

“Senior, can I ask you one more thing?”

“Anything. Ask away.”

“How is Callarogard financially?”

“Cough. Ker-cough.”

Agdung almost spilled his water.

‘I should put it down,’ he thought.

He couldn’t drink it anyway in his skeleton form, but he had been holding it for the atmosphere. He almost had an accident.

“Callarogard isn’t as rich as Valdroe, but they get along well by helping each other.”

“?”

Leehan was doubtful for two reasons.

First, the phrase “isn’t as good as, but they get along well by helping each other” usually meant…

‘A poor school.’

The Einrogard Black Magic School often said, ‘We’re not as well off as other schools, but we still get along well by helping each other, haha.’

After that, someone would say, ‘Shut up, Cohorti.’

The second doubtful point was…

“Did you just say Valdroe-bastard?”

“What are you talking about? I said Valdrogard?”

“You said Valdroe-bastard…”

“No, no! How could I say such a thing. Wodanaz! I’m so sad that you have such a misunderstanding. Do you think so because I’m from Callarogard?” Agdung’s skeletal hands tightened on his glass. *Oh no, did I really say that out loud?* he thought, his non-existent heart pounding.

“……”

Leehan stared at Agdung in disbelief.

Even Gainando, an amateur, wouldn’t fall for such tricks. Leehan himself was a master of such tricks.

-Well done, Gainando. Open the next volume and study.

-Huh? Huh?? W, wasn’t it a snack if I did all of this?

-What are you talking about? It was until the next volume.

-No way?! It was definitely until this!?

-Gainando… Do you know that I’m tired from listening to lectures all day and you’re trying to deceive me? Even in that situation, I prepared dinner for you?! How could you do that?

-Ah, no…! No… I, I’ll study more.

‘He definitely said Valdroe-bastard,’ Leehan thought.

Sensing Leehan’s suspicion, Agdung quickly changed the subject.

He didn’t want his shameful thoughts about other magic schools to be exposed to his junior.

“So why did you ask that?”

“Ah. The artifact you mentioned earlier seemed quite expensive, and I couldn’t understand why you installed it here and left it.”

“Aha.”

Only then did Agdung realize what Leehan was thinking. Agdung laughed, rattling his bones.

“Callarogard isn’t rich. They put this artifact here because Einrogard is so dangerous! They had to spend money to protect it!”

“……”

“……”

Not only Leehan but also his friends looked at Agdung with sad expressions.

Even the students at other tables in the teahouse looked at him with gloomy expressions.

Agdung belatedly shouted.

“…Of course, Einrogard is the best magic school in the empire with so many opportunities to learn! Ha, haha! Hahaha!”

“It’s okay, senior. Our school is a bit too dangerous.”

Leehan contacted BeaverPenguinFox with a bitter expression.

Gonadaltestes: He installed an artifact that sucks in the sources of contamination around it. If you activate it, you can turn the land and water upside down and gather the sources of contamination in one place.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: …D, don’t lie.

The other person’s reaction was more intense than expected. Leehan calmly replied.

Gonadaltestes: If you pay the price, I’ll even activate it.

Since it was a deal anyway, Leehan was willing to activate the artifact if the price was right.

Since the mushroom field was defended, he could approach the artifact location marked on the map relatively easily if he entered that way.

Besides, he had a reliable Callarogard senior.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: …Wait a minute! I’ll go ask a question.

BeaverPenguinFox suddenly disappeared. Leehan guessed that he was talking to Bakwantallana.

‘Since Bakwantallana brought me here, he’s probably asking if he can trust me,’ Leehan thought.

It didn’t matter how they decided. Leehan was happy just to get paid for answering questions.

If he tried to act like a senior, he was going to make a fuss where all the Watcher Club members could see.

Because he had a lot of magic power, he could access this artifact for the longest and most persistently.

‘Having a lot of magic power has its advantages sometimes,’ he thought.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: O… Okay… Let’s… Let’s make a deal.

Gonadaltestes: First, I want to settle what you’ve helped me with so far.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Come to the Tower of Illusion on the 7th floor. I’ll put the items under the red-green flag.

“?”

Leehan didn’t know much about the Tower of Illusion.

‘Is it a trap?’ he wondered.

Maybe they were trying to lure him in and attack him.

In the worst case, they might even try to steal the imperial gold coins…

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Ah, right. You’re new. You don’t know how to use the Tower of Illusion. I’ll tell Bakwantallana.

Soon, a message came from Bakwantallana.

The Tower of Illusion on the 7th floor was a magical building used by Watcher Club members for deals. It was for members who didn’t want to reveal their identities.

So, the entrance was designed to hide one’s identity.

Bakwantallana: It doesn’t matter where on the 7th floor. Hold a mirror and shine it on the belfry at the top of the Tower of Illusion. When the light flashes three times, look in the mirror. The tower is inside.

As instructed, Leehan took out a mirror and looked around the high area of the 7th floor Exile Village from the 2nd floor terrace of the teahouse.

Outside, a strange, winged creature flew into the village. Instantly, it burst into flames and fell to the ground – the village’s magic defenses working perfectly.

Inside, steam poured from the eight chimneys like angry breath, probably because some student had messed up a spell again.

-You’re going to be locked up in the disciplinary room for life! What are you doing with that experiment upstairs! I can’t see because of the steam!

-It’ll disappear soon, just wait! You impatient brat! Should I throw you next to that creature outside!?

He moved his gaze along the upper part of the Exile Village, where chaotic things were happening, and began to see the towers.

Most of the towers that the old students had built carelessly had become abandoned. Only a few were working properly.

Among them was the Tower of Illusion. Leehan adjusted the angle so that the Tower of Illusion was inside the mirror.

Once, twice, three times.

“!”

Leehan felt the Tower of Illusion cast powerful magic on the mirror.

Mirrors are usually easy to use with magic. But to connect from so far away with such simple instructions was still very impressive!

Inside the mirror, the tower flickered. Each time Leehan moved the mirror, the view changed, like looking through a magical window that showed different parts of the tower.

‘Red-green, red-green…’

Leehan continued to go up and down the tower, looking for the red-green flag.

‘Found it.’

Leehan entered the room and saw piles of supplies. BeaverPenguinFox hadn’t lied.

This seemed to be the price.

Leehan began to put his hand into the mirror and pull out the supplies one by one.

* * *

“Why isn’t Leehan coming down?”

“Isn’t it because you’re being noisy?”

“You guys were talking too!”

Gainando stopped throwing the wizard yut with a serious expression. His friend had gone up to the empty 2nd floor alone and hadn’t come down.

“I have to go up,” Gainando said.

“Are you doing this because you’re afraid of losing now?”

“N, no. That’s why I said let’s play a wizard card game!”

“It’s hard to do that with multiple people. And I don’t have any cards.”

“Are you a barbarian! You don’t even have wizard cards?!”

Gainando blamed Rapardiel. Rapardiel urged him.

“It’s better to play Gyeokgu than wizard cards. Throw the yut. I have to catch your horse quickly.”

“That’s right, Gainando. And Leehan said that bad luck comes if you come into contact with him. Someone other than you…”

Before he could finish, Leehan came down from the 2nd floor carrying huge loads with telekinesis.

His friends stared in shock.

“…D, did you loot the 2nd floor?”