Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 892

Just like an animal knows when danger is near, Ihan felt that the professor was planning something bad.

At first, it might seem nice that a professor from Einrogaard was worried about Ihan. But Ihan knew this usually meant trouble.

“What troubles are you referring to? Maybe you are thinking hard about how to beat me?”

“Oh? How did you guess, junior?”

“…”

Hoping for a denial, Ihan sighed in despair when Caton readily agreed.

Jo-woorin asked with concern.

Ihan. Jo-woorin said that he was submitting a petition to the imperial nobles…

“It’s okay, don’t worry. Actually, Professor Inguldel is really showing what he’s like. I thought he was one of the nice professors here!”

Professor Voladi expressed sympathy at his student’s exclamation.

As there were few kind professors at Einrogaard (Professor Voladi naturally included himself), it was only natural that his student would say such a thing.

“Junior.”

“Yes?”

“I heard that you took your friends into the realm of the Spirit King to solve a simple assignment from class…”

“That’s a misunderstanding.”

Ihan answered without changing his expression.

Going to the Spirit King’s realm was just luck, not something Ihan planned.

Jo-woorin looked at Ihan with a peculiar gaze.

‘Strangely, I’m starting to think that Ihan is bringing this on himself… Gasp! Perhaps the magic of Einrogaard is confusing Jo-woorin!’

Jo-woorin shook his head. The powerful magic of Einrogaard seemed to be clouding Jo-woorin’s judgment.

“Hmm. Anyway, Professor Inguldel is very troubled by it. He’s worried he might be interfering…”

“Not at all. Professor Inguldel would never think of it as interference. I’ll go ask him!”

With a heart full of intention to interfere, Ihan exclaimed.

Whatever plan Professor Inguldel was concocting, he intended to find out first and, if possible, sabotage it.

The elf professor, wearing a prosthetic leg and arm, lamented to the visiting knights.

Contrary to Ihan’s misunderstanding, Professor Inguldel wasn’t thinking, ‘How dare he pass my assignment so easily? Just wait for the exam.’

Rather, he was worrying about an exam that could also accommodate the boy from the Wodanaz family.

A mad Einrogaard professor might simply think, ‘Why not just give the boy from the Wodanaz family a different exam?’ but Professor Inguldel wasn’t quite there yet.

If he set the difficulty to normal, it would be too easy for Ihan, but if he set the difficulty too high, it wouldn’t be suitable for the other students…

“Who knew teaching would be so difficult.”

“We admire you, Professor Inguldel.”

“We support you, Professor.”

Several knights and swordsmen from organizations with close ties to Professor Inguldel, such as >, >The Watchers of Fire>, and >The Brotherhood of the Cross Swordsmen>, visited and cheered him on.

They offered various creative suggestions to help the professor.

One knight suggested, ‘What if we do a big fight, many against one? Then we knights can attack that student when he’s confused!’

“I’ll put a potion in the student’s water before the exam. His limbs will become heavy, which will be good training.”

If Ihan had heard, he would have immediately had Jo-woorin submit a petition to the Emperor, such were the brilliant suggestions that kept popping up.

Professor Inguldel took notes of the suggestions with a serious attitude, thinking hard.

How could he give an appropriate exam to all the students?

“Professor!”

“What’s going on, everyone?”

Professor Inguldel was puzzled when Balpatan from the Moradi family and Palga from the Ukim family hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

It was rare for senior students from the White Tiger Tower to come so urgently.

“Is it about the exam? But the two of you are in different grades…”

“That’s not it. Could you possibly help us? We’re tracking down an intruder from outside, and these guys are unusually fast.”

“!”

The strong individuals inside raised their eyebrows.

The fact that there was an external intruder was surprising, and the fact that the students were chasing them down themselves was also surprising.

A knight from >The Watchers of Fire>, who didn’t know much about Einrogaard, exclaimed in disbelief.

“There’s an intruder in Einrogaard? And it’s this quiet?”

“Yes? Uh, well…”

Balpatan was rather flustered by the exclamation.

Intruders came to Einrogaard all the time.

“…But who is this person?”

“They’re from >The Watchers of Fire>.”

“Indeed. …Excuse me?? >The Watchers of Fire>?”

Balpatan was even more surprised by the name of the famous imperial knight order.

He might not have been so surprised normally, but there was a reason to be surprised now. Wasn’t it almost exam time?

The students of Einrogaard were the type to think, ‘The falling leaves are predicting my grades!’ even when just looking at falling leaves, so they couldn’t help but react sensitively to the visit of such outsiders.

“I’m from >The Brotherhood of the Cross Swordsmen>.”

“I’m from >The White Poplar Knights>…”

“P-Professor. Have we done something wrong? Why are these people here?”

Balpatan wondered what Professor Inguldel was up to.

The exam was clearly a hunt for a large chimera with petrification curses, teleportation, and the deadly poison of ice, wasn’t it?

Was there perhaps another exam that Balpatan didn’t know about?

“Ah. You don’t need to worry, Moradi. They’re not here because of the fourth-year exam.”

Then Palga, who was a third-year, clutched his chest. His face turned pale as if he were about to collapse.

“…It’s not the third-year exam either. I’m worrying about the second-year exam, so everyone came to help.”

“…”

“…”

The seniors seriously 고민 about what the second-year students had done wrong this year that these powerful individuals had visited en masse.

Even attempting to assassinate the headmaster wouldn’t warrant this kind of punishment…

“More importantly, student. Tell us more about the intruder. It doesn’t seem like a time to be talking about exams so casually when an intruder has entered.”

A swordsman from >The Brotherhood of the Cross Swordsmen> said with a serious attitude.

Now that an external intruder had entered a place with vulnerable wizards, the entire territory had to be put on alert and security strengthened.

Students should only gather and wander around during the day and not come out at night…

“Um. Einrogaard doesn’t handle things that way.”

Professor Inguldel cleared his throat slightly and said to his friend.

“Doesn’t handle things that way?”

“Well… um… Einrogaard has many intruders… and the students are all strong…”

Even as he spoke, he felt a bit lame himself, but Professor Inguldel did his best to explain the rules of Einrogaard.

Because intruders visited so regularly, they didn’t make a fuss over one or two entering!

“No! The most outstanding wizards in the Empire so carelessly?”

“Hmm. Inguldel’s words make sense. Isn’t it confidence in how outstanding Einrogaard’s magic and wizards are? The pride of these wizards in being able to solve things themselves is truly admirable.”

“…”

“…”

The two students muttered inwardly, ‘No, the Skull Headmaster forced it.’

“Is that so? I’m worried that Einrogaard’s rules are too lax. What if the wizards are attacked? To think that a wise person like Gonadaltes would set such rules.”

“Uuuuhbeueub.”

“Look at these admirable students here. They’ve stepped forward for their juniors. You don’t need to worry so much.”

The two students had been quietly complaining, but because of a magic spell that stopped them from speaking badly about the headmaster, they stopped and looked at each other.

“Y-Yes, that’s right. All the seniors at Einrogaard take the initiative for their juniors.”

“Indeed. Even if the rules seem lax and strange, there was a reason for it… Even so, Professor Inguldel. As a member of the Swordsmen Order, I can’t stand idly by when an intruder has entered. I want to help the students.”

“It’s perfect since the students asked for help anyway. Let’s go together. Everyone. Did you say the intruders are fast?”

“Oh, yes… but…”

Balpatan and Palga hesitated slightly as the strong individuals of the Empire, including Professor Inguldel, stood up en masse.

The reason the two had come to Professor Inguldel wasn’t out of a sense of responsibility to deal with the intruder for the sake of their juniors.

Greed!

‘He’s the one who got his hands on the Headmaster’s treasure. I can’t let anyone else take it…!’

‘We have to catch him first…!’

There were fewer students at Einrogaard who coveted the Skull Headmaster’s treasure than one might think.

Because any student with a bit of sense knew how difficult and dangerous it was.

But what if another student was trying to challenge the Skull Headmaster’s treasure?

The Einrogaard students would cheer and support them without exception.

Once the Skull Headmaster’s treasure was released to the outside, wouldn’t they be able to take it back or steal it again?

This intruder incident was similar.

Intruders cannot be forgiven, but since they stole the Skull Headmaster’s treasure, our students will use it well instead!

As there were more than a few students thinking that way, it was only natural that the students from the White Tiger Tower would come to the professor.

In order to win in a fierce competition, ordinary methods wouldn’t do.

“Why are you two doing that?”

“…Ah, well. We stepped forward for our juniors, but is it really right to receive help from outside guests…”

“Haha! What wonderful seniors. The students of Einrogaard are lucky to have such seniors!”

Professor Inguldel’s friends laughed heartily, opened the door, and stepped outside.

Palga hesitated and said to Balpatan.

“Senior. Aren’t we being a bit too much like the Azure Dragon Tower…”

“Shh. Be quiet.”

Out on a temporary leave due to the intruder search

Professor Inguldel

“!”

Ihan was surprised to see the writing on the door.

The intruders were probably (if more hadn’t been added in the meantime) the adventurers who had infiltrated to rescue Antangondals.

“But why did the professor step in?”

“Junior. I think the professor is probably trying to catch the intruders and use them for the exam.”

“That doesn’t make any…”

Ihan trailed off when he saw Professor Voladi.

The person who had done something similar last year was right in front of him.

“…Come to think of it, it seems to make sense.”

Really?

Jo-woorin tilted his head, not understanding why Ihan was convinced.

It sounded strange no matter how he looked at it…

“Now that things have come to this, there’s no helping it. Junior. I’ll be…”

“No. Let’s go after Professor Inguldel. Let’s go after him and interfere… no, let’s ask him about the exam.”

“Is it really necessary to go that far?”

Caton was not convinced, but he couldn’t break his junior’s iron will.

Ihan spouted all sorts of flowery and absurd stories about magic, insisting that he had to find Professor Inguldel right away to learn from him so that Caton’s magic would grow later.

“A-Alright. If you say so, junior…”

“Please believe me. More than that, I don’t understand. Why is Professor Inguldel himself moving to catch the intruder when other seniors wouldn’t?”

The professors at Einrogaard were definitely not idle people. Especially during the period leading up to the exam.

He couldn’t understand why he was stepping in himself when it wasn’t enough to leave it to the Death Knights.

“Hmm. I have a guess.”

“What is it?”

“I heard that the intruder stole the Headmaster’s treasure. I wonder if that’s why. If it’s an important treasure, it wouldn’t be strange for the professor to step in himself…”

“…”

As the nonsense he had created returned to him, Ihan deeply reflected.