Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 888

Chapter 888

"How much have you made?"

-I'm working hard, Mr. Mage!-

"Good. Hurry up."

A moment later.

"How much is done?"

'You bastard.'

Saratan cursed.

He had clearly said it would take about a day, but to ask again after taking just a few steps.

Anyway, most mages were nothing but damn bastards.

-I'm doing my best! But it will take a day...-

"Hmm. You're not deceiving me, are you?"

Yi-Han muttered as if suspicious. Saratan watched cautiously with a servile smile (though not visible to the mage).

"Should I summon the Thunder King to supervise?"

"Summoning a powerful spirit for something like that seems too much."

"Is that so? This staff spirit is such a cunning one..."

-...!-

At the sight of the mage boy casually uttering the chilling words about summoning the Thunder King to supervise, Saratan desperately began creating new buds imbued with authority.

  *

Flash!

In the middle of the night, Jourin slightly opened her eyes. Looking around the lounge, not a single student was in sight.

'Hehe. Jourin is smart.'

Yi-Han, who would normally be sitting by the fireplace reading books until dawn, had been persuaded by Jourin earlier and sent upstairs.

-Yi-Han needs to sleep!-

-Huh? Why are you suddenly saying that?-

-Hurry!-

-I have a lot to do, so suddenly sleeping is a bit...-

-If you don't go up, I'll send letters to the imperial families saying Yi-Han can't sleep or study!-

-...Your Highness. You haven't read some strange book, have you?-

Yi-Han had been reluctant, but when Jourin insisted, he went up and lay down on the bed for now.

And honestly, he was tired too.

Einroguard students had the characteristic of falling asleep immediately just by putting their heads on the ground without any special magic, and Yi-Han was no exception.

'Jourin will solve Yi-Han's exam.'

As Jourin was about to crawl out of the empty lounge, she heard the baby basilisk's voice in her ear.

-What are you doing?-

-...-

Come to think of it, she had forgotten that she was sleeping hugging the baby basilisk instead of Yi-Han. Jourin turned pale blue and waved her front paws.

-Shh! Shh! Be quiet!-

-I-I am being quiet! ...Save me! Save me!!-

The baby basilisk, realizing Yi-Han wasn't there, was terrified.

There was no one to stop the dragon in front of him from swallowing him whole.

-I said be quiet! ...Sob!-

Jourin started tearing up as it seemed things would go wrong because of the baby basilisk's crying.

The baby basilisk was startled.

-W-why are you crying??-

-Because of the basilisk, Jourin is about to be caught... Boo hoo...-

-N-no. You weren't caught. There's no one here! I don't know what you're trying to do, but...-

-Jourin worked hard planning!-

-It's not over yet, I tell you!-

The baby basilisk worked hard to comfort Jourin.

Jourin, who had been tearing up, barely regained her spirits at that comfort.

-R-really, it's not over yet...? Jourin's plan?-

-That's what I'm saying! But what exactly is the plan?-

-Um. Jourin...-

Jourin explained her ambitious plan.

To sneak into the nighttime greenhouse, shoot her breath over Yi-Han's mandrake to promote overgrowth.

Unfortunately, the baby basilisk was not a mage. He was prepared to praise any plan as long as it wasn't a plan to eat him.

-It sounds like a great plan!!-

-R-really?-

-Yes yes yes!-

Jourin completely stopped crying and grinned. She felt better thanks to the baby basilisk's encouragement.

-Then Jourin will depart again!-

-Okay!-

Jourin put the baby basilisk on top of her head.

Though the baby basilisk only then realized he was going along too, he couldn't bring himself to ask to be put down.

-...A-am I going too?-

-Hm?-

-It's nothing! Let's do our best together!-

-We shall do so!-

Jourin transformed into an eagle and quickly flew up to the lounge window.

Then Professor Bentozol, who had been sleeping rough on the ground, flashed his eyes open and soared into the air.

Jourin and the baby basilisk were startled enough for their hearts to stop.

-Waaaaaah?!-

-Kyaaaaaaah?!-

"Who dares... Oh. Your Highness?"

Professor Bentozol, who had woken up sensing movement, was surprised to discover the transformed Jourin instead of an intruder.

-H-how did you recognize Jourin?-

"I can distinguish the thought waves emitted by all races. That doesn't change even if you transform."

-...-

-I-it feels creepy.-

The baby basilisk whispered so only Jourin could hear. Jourin was about to nod but stopped herself.

-J-Jourin has somewhere to go. She would like you to step aside.-

"Where might that be?"

Professor Bentozol asked the natural question as an escort.

Wasn't nighttime Einroguard a magical realm full of all kinds of evil students and less evil monsters?

Of course, Jourin hesitated without answering.

"Your Highness?"

-Um... Well... You see...-

"???"

-...Ugh! Why are you prying so much! How insolent!-

Jourin insisted forcefully, knowing it made no sense. The baby basilisk thought to himself.

'The plan's already going to fail...'

However, surprisingly, the forceful insistence was very effective. Professor Bentozol threw himself to the ground and prostrated.

Bang!

"I have committed a sin worthy of death, Your Highness! For a lowly mage like me to dare inquire about Your Highness's destination...!"

-Y-you're bleeding?!-

"This is nothing."

Professor Bentozol sprang up and wiped the blood streaming from his forehead.

"Considering my irreverent behavior, I should suffer more than this."

-S-stop...! Jourin was wrong!-

Unable to endure the other's madness, Jourin finally revealed her plan.

To go to the 6th floor greenhouse and...

"I see! You're planning to pull out the students' mandrakes and stock them in Your Highness's warehouse! I'll help!"

Professor Bentozol cried out excitedly.

The students should be grateful too. How thankful they should be that a dragon like Jourin would take all their mandrakes.

-...That's not it, Jourin was trying to help grow the mandrakes...-

"I see! You've become interested in growing mandrakes. Your Highness's mercy is wider than the continent! I'll help!"

-No, Jourin isn't interested in growing them. It's just that Yi-Han's mandrake doesn't seem to be fully grown yet...-

"..."

Learning the reason, Professor Bentozol glared at the dormitory tower with a fierce look. The baby basilisk quickly whispered.

-L-look at that mage's eyes! He's looking at the master with eyes that want to kill him!-

-Is he glaring at Yi-Han right now?!-

"W-what are you saying? Absolutely not. Ugh, these eyes! These eyes!"

Professor Bentozol punched his own eyes repeatedly. Jourin cried out in a disgusted voice.

-A-alright. You don't hate Yi-Han, right?-

"...Yes! Of course not."

-Make him swear he's a cherished disciple.-

The baby basilisk possessed cunning wisdom befitting the king of snakes. Jourin relayed it exactly.

Then blood tears suddenly started flowing from Bentozol's eyes.

-...Eek!-

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I just hit them wrong just now."

-I-I see... The oath...?-

"..."

Professor Bentozol implemented dozens of negative emotions through his expression before finally gritting his teeth and swearing.

"On my love for animals, I swear I'll think of that bir... no, the Wardanaz family disciple as a cherished disciple..."

-Can't we make him leave his inheritance too?-

When the baby basilisk cautiously asked, Jourin showed a reluctant expression.

-Th-that seems a bit too much in Jourin's opinion...-

  *

Professor Bentozol mobilized all his magic to escort Jourin to the greenhouse.

Seniors wandering in the darkness quickly distanced themselves when they spotted Professor Bentozol from afar.

-Aah! It's the crazy one!-

-What? Who?-

-The crazy one!-

-Ah. Professor Bentozol? Let's go another way.-

His reputation overflowing with madness was helpful at times like this. The students couldn't even imagine that an invisible dragon was following behind Professor Bentozol.

When students occasionally hesitated, Professor Bentozol threatened them with crying sounds.

"Grrrr!"

"Aah! It's the crazy professor!"

"Who?! Verduus?"

"It's nighttime!"

"Ah, Bentozol! Run!"

After paving the way solidly, Professor Bentozol wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He had thought this before, but it seemed Einroguard's students could be reduced to about 1/10.

Instead, mysterious animals could be increased about 10 times...

'But how is Her Highness planning to grow the mandrake?'

Though Professor Bentozol was an animal expert, it didn't mean he lacked ability in other fields. Einroguard professors were basically versatile.

In the professor's view, to grow mandrakes at the current level faster required several elixirs or potions.

<Arkan's Growth Potion> or, though a bold choice, even <Ahrak's Purple Poison> would help mandrake growth.

'If you had secured such things, you could have given orders to this Bentozol. To move personally... You bastard Wardanaz...!'

Professor Bentozol trembled with burning jealousy and hatred.

If Bentozol were Wardanaz, he would have lived every moment with gratitude.

That ungrateful, arrogant, evil, and proud bastard...

-Jourin will go in for a moment.-

"Yes. Please do."

When Jourin spoke as they arrived in front of the greenhouse, Professor Bentozol nodded.

Flash!!!!!!

"?"

Professor Bentozol was startled when a strong sphere like the sun flickered through the glass of the main entrance.

'...Surely not?!'

There was one more way to grow mandrakes besides elixirs or potions.

That was artificially implementing the sun.

He hadn't thought of it because it was too absurd a method, but it wasn't impossible with the abilities a dragon possessed.

"Your Highness!"

When he hurriedly opened the door and entered, the small sun floating in the air instantly faded.

Jourin kept coughing. She had suffered a backlash from forcibly drawing out her breath when she wasn't fully grown yet.

Professor Bentozol's heart nearly stopped from anger and self-reproach, but he endured and moved.

"Are you alright!"

-J-Jourin is fine. The other... the other mandrakes...-

"They're fine. You controlled it perfectly!"

The most important thing in the process of exhaling breath and then fixing that breath to implement a temporary artificial sun was control.

As it was such an intense storm of power, it would destroy the surroundings the moment it was lost control of.

As the surroundings were full of plants in the greenhouse, even a small mistake could cause great destruction.

Of course, Professor Bentozol wouldn't care at all if such a thing happened...

"They're fine. You accurately focused the light only on that bir... no, Wardanaz's mandrake."

-Hehe. Jourin's plan succeeded!-

"As expected of Your Highness!"

-Um... Excuse me?-

The baby basilisk called out to the self-praising dragon and professor.

Yi-Han's mandrake seedling, which had received the intense power directly, was growing.

...At far too rapid a speed!

-----------!!!!!!

The mandrake's scream struck the eardrums and shook the souls of the three before it had even emerged from the soil.

Fortunately, as their races were each dragon, basilisk, and professor, which were sturdy races, the three were able to endure.

"Outside! Go outside!"

Professor Bentozol quickly threw the two outside, then closed the greenhouse door and cast a sealing spell.

Meanwhile, inside, the overgrown mandrake continued to let out mad screams. It was so vicious that the impact could be felt even outside the greenhouse despite the seal.

'I've never seen anything like this...!'

It was the first time even Professor Bentozol had seen a mandrake that let out such vicious screams even from underground.

Jourin made a crying face, realizing things had gone wrong.

-B-big trouble...! Wh-what should we do? What should we do...?-

"Your Highness!"

-Yes? Does Professor Bentozol perhaps have a solution?!-

"Your Highness never visited here today!"

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