Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 783

Lee Han really wanted to get away. He hadn’t meant for his summoning magic class to become so complicated.

Lee Han hoped the map would make his magic class easy. He didn’t want to make things harder for himself.

‘If it’s a relic that Hyung-nim was looking for, there’s no way it’s going to be a normal object.’

Arsil was a collector from the Wodanaz family.

While collectors from other families might collect peaceful and beautiful artworks, laughing and chatting, the Wodanaz family collected strange and sometimes scary things from other worlds. They liked things that were unusual and maybe even a little frightening.

‘Even the gifts I received in the past were like that.’

The gifts Arsil had given in the past were truly terrible.

When he first received them, he wondered, ‘Is this some kind of power struggle within the Wodanaz family to keep the newly born younger brother in check?’

But surprisingly, Arsil had no malice whatsoever. He simply couldn’t guess what his much younger brother would like.

Still, wouldn’t it be better to give strange rocks from space or slimy creatures from another world out of malice?

Fortunately, things had improved a lot recently.

It was thanks to Arsil, who had been giving gifts to his younger brother, realizing, ‘Ah, strange rocks from space or slimy creatures from another world might be a bit too much for a brother who isn’t even a hundred years old.’

But this wasn’t a gift prepared by Arsil, but a relic he had been searching for, wasn’t it?

He might catch a glimpse of Arsil’s pure madness, which he had forgotten for a while.

“I’m really okay.”

Arsil shook his head firmly and said something, pointing to the scroll.

Salco carefully asked.

“What is he saying?”

“He says if you’re not going to look for the relic, he’s going to take the scroll. He says he can’t take away our chance to learn from us.”

“Wodanaz, tell him we’re already learning enough! Getting guidance from others is also a wizard’s ability!”

“Hyung-nim, those words won’t work on him because he’s not from Einroguard…”

Wizards from Einroguard had a strange way of thinking. They believed even stealing could be a way of learning, but Arsil wasn’t from Einroguard.

Outsiders didn’t understand Einroguard’s aesthetics.

As expected, Arsil said once again.

“We believe that you, Lee Han, can become a better wizard than Gonadaltes.”

“I think you have too much faith…”

He couldn’t even keep up with his family’s brothers, who were hundreds of years older than him, so how could he keep up with the skeletal headmaster, who was thousands of years older?

Lee Han pointed out the reality, but Arsil ignored him and pointed out several places on the map again, telling him to be sure to check them out.

“…Yes. I’ll try my best.”

Now that Arsil had said this, there was nothing Lee Han could do. The butterfly spirit next to him shook its wings as if telling him to work hard.

‘That annoying thing.’

Lee Han cursed the butterfly spirit in his mind.

As the saying goes, a high-ranking spirit who stops you is more annoying than the brother who hits you.

Arsil smiled and encouraged Lee Han, then gathered his friends. Then, he began to take out gifts one by one from his old backpack.

“Gainan, you received one last time, so I’ll give you one next time.”

“No, no way…! Is it because I lost the wizard card game?!”

“I don’t think so.”

While Lee Han was lining up his friends and translating his brother’s words, Arsil was talking with the spirits, wondering what gifts would be suitable.

Then, a conflict of opinion arose, and he talked intently with the butterfly spirit before calling Lee Han.

“Yes, Hyung-nim. Uh… I think that might be a bit dangerous. Won’t the dormitory be destroyed?”

Arsil let out a sigh of relief, glad that he had asked his younger brother. The butterfly spirit glared at Lee Han for interfering with its choice.

-That spirit is cheeky!

“I think so too. But it’s much stronger than you, so just think about it in your head.”

Lee Han soothed the baby basilisk and called his friends.

The friends, approaching timidly with fear and awe, carefully received the gifts that Arsil had taken out.

“Th-thank you!”

“It’s a small, silver amulet that reduces the approach of enemies and warns you of danger when you’re traveling through dimensions. It shimmered in the light. But you have to get enough moonlight every full moon.”

“This is…?”

“That’s a weight reduction badge made of dark metal. If you attach it to your backpack, the weight will be reduced. But if you trust it and put too much in, the badge might break…”

One by one, the students took the gifts. They looked surprised. These gifts were actually useful, not strange and scary like they thought they would be!

They had been worried because he was from the Wodanaz family, but he was a much kinder and gentler person than they had expected.

“Wodanaz, I’m sorry. I thought you were a scary person.”

“He is scary. He controls spirits as he pleases.”

“Well, he’s so loved by the spirits, there’s no way he’s a bad person.”

“Didn’t you hear what I just said?”

“?!”

While Lee Han was grumbling, Adenart, who was standing at the end of the line, received a gift.

Lee Han nodded at the sight of Arsil giving him a bowl that increased the amount of liquid inside once a day.

“You chose well. Royals have a lot of appetite, so those kinds of artifacts will suit them well.”

? Arsil and the butterfly spirit tilted their heads.

He was an excellent alchemist, so he gave him an alchemy-related item…?

Professor Milley stood in the lecture hall, the air buzzing with magical energy. Strange circles glowed on the floor, ready to transport the students.

Professor Milley, who was checking the time with a pocket watch in one hand, stood up and waved his wand.

Then, the dimensional magic circles in the lecture hall activated all at once and began to gather the students.

Pop!

Just as deep-sea fishermen tie ropes around their waists and go in, wizards entering other dimensions also used to have these safety devices.

Professor Milley raised his eyebrows slightly, curious about the students’ reactions.

What kind of expressions would they return with?

Having taught students at Einroguard for quite some time, Professor Milley could roughly predict the students’ reactions.

First, there were students who would look like they were in a daze.

This was often seen in grades that couldn’t cooperate with each other and were unprepared.

‘It’s not all bad.’

Summoning wizards who have had a hard time once tend to be more careful after that. There was nothing wrong with giving them such a lesson.

Also, there were students who came back after doing quite well from the beginning.

This was often seen in grades that were lucky or well-prepared.

But even so, they were often greatly disappointed when they were told to explain the remaining areas of the map and work on it throughout the semester.

It couldn’t be helped.

Magic was not something that ended with a moment’s flash and wit, but was completed through constant investigation and practice.

‘I think it’ll be the latter.’

Professor Milley rated this year’s students highly. Little did Lee Han know, their class was about to begin, and Professor Milley was waiting to see how they had done.

They cooperated well with each other and were well-prepared, so they were likely to survive quite well even if they fell into an unfamiliar dimension.

However, the students looked worried and confused.

Seeing this, Professor Milrei, who was sitting straight up, leaned forward a little.

“Everyone, you’ve worked hard. How was the exploration?”

“It was difficult, but quite fruitful.”

“We all gathered and made a campsite.”

Professor Milrei was surprised again by the students’ report.

This was amazing, something that happened very rarely! To progress this far on the first day!

“Well done. You all did better than I expected. But why the expressions?”

“We discovered frost giants who came to find artifacts.”

“Sigh… how are we going to deal with them…”

The students sighed and talked about stealing the frost giants’ artifacts. Professor Milrei watched them, and her eyes widened.

She hadn’t expected this year’s class to be so eager and daring!

Gainando was sprawled on the green grass of the 7th-floor student village lawn. As a short cat-person student walked confidently over, Gainando, who was flipping through a wizard card deck, tilted his head in curiosity.

‘Who is it? A senior?’

“Good day, junior.”

The cat-person senior greeted him with even greater politeness than Gainando, who was of royal blood. Seeing him take off his hat and speak politely, Gainando got confused and tried to say hello back.

“Uh… Sleep well, Senior!”

“That sounds more like an evening greeting…? More importantly, do you know where Ihan of the Wodanaz family is?”

A warning bell rang in Gainando’s head as he desperately tried to recall the correct etiquette.

A senior looking for Ihan meant nothing good would come of it.

“Wodanaz family? Nope, never heard of them. Or Ihan.”

“Really? The Wodanaz family?”

“Nope! Memory curse, you know.”

Gainando belatedly realized his mistake.

‘Oh no. I should have said I knew the family.’

“I often get memory loss curses… because I’m in the black magic school…”

“Ah, I see. I envy your talent, junior.”

“I’m in the black magic school?”

“I don’t belong to any school.”

“Pardon?”

As Gainando tilted his head at what he had just heard, a second-year student from the White Tiger Tower passed by.

Catton called out to the junior.

“Hey, Senior Jahan!”

“Excuse me, junior. Do you know where Junior Ihan of the Wodanaz family is?”

“Gainando over there is friends with him!”

As Catton stared intently, Gainando said tearfully.

“…M-my memory loss curse has just been lifted.”

“That’s good. Tell me.”

Gainando drooped his shoulders and took Catton to where Ihan was.

Ihan, who was cooking food with smoke with the seniors from the kitchen club in his spare time, thankfully didn’t scream or run away even after seeing Catton. Gainando breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ah, senior. Come over here. Would you like a choripan?”

This dish, choripan, was made with warm, soft bread filled with a juicy, spiced sausage that smelled amazing.

“I’m alright, junior.”

“Wodanaz. Senior Jahan is so strong, some people say he can live only on dew!”

“It’s not to that extent… it’s to give hardship and stimulation to the body. Junior. Hmm. I think it would be good for you to try it too?”

‘Is this a new kind of bullying?’

Ihan was taken aback by Catton’s suggestion to only drink dew and fast, even though he had smuggled it in with such effort.

The White Tiger Tower student next to him glared at Ihan as if he was dying of envy.

“Wodanaz. Grrr…! Just you wait. I will definitely be recognized by Senior Jahan this year!”

“Aren’t you misunderstanding something?”

The White Tiger Tower students thought that Ihan was chosen by Catton because of his swordsmanship, but in fact, Ihan was chosen because of his magical education abilities.

“Is it impossible this year? Then next year… no, even if I can’t, Moradina Choi will definitely be recognized this year! Definitely!”

Ihan, who was about to clear up his friend’s misunderstanding, paused.

“Does Moradina Dergyu also want to learn under Senior Catton?”

“That’s right.”

“Oh… well, Senior Catton’s teachings are truly amazing and refreshing. It’s almost a shame that only I can receive these teachings.”

“T-that’s…”

Senior Catton, who was next to him, coughed awkwardly, embarrassed by his junior’s praise.

“I wish Moradina Dergyu could learn too. Is that alright, senior?”

“Hmm. Junior. As you know, I have a lot to learn, so I can’t spend a lot of time teaching. Teaching swordsmen with different levels is…”

“Those two are at a similar level to me! You can teach them the same way you teach me!”

“Is that so? If that’s the case…”

“He says it’s okay! Why don’t you go and call Moradi and Dergyu quickly? If you’re late, the senior might change his mind!”

“O-okay!”

The White Tiger Tower student, who had been listening to the conversation, nodded and hurriedly turned around and ran off. Then he suddenly stopped.

Ihan, who was smiling contentedly, had a sudden thought.

‘Did he catch on?’

“Wodanaz.”

“…What is it?”

“Thank you. For asking for my friends.”

“…Why are you thanking me for something like this? Haha.”