Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 862

Chapter 862

'I was foolish. I should have suspected this guy first.'

Professor Uregor lamented his own foolishness. Indeed, a mage should always be learning.

"From now on, I'll definitely suspect you first for anything suspiciously beyond normal in Einroguard."

"No... Isn't that too much?"

Yi-Han protested, feeling wronged.

Of course, this incident was caused by Yi-Han, but couldn't other incidents be the fault of the seniors?

-Yi-Han? Yi-Han??-

"Your Highness! You mustn't break the wall with your front paws!"

Professor Uregor shouted urgently, but Jourin had already swung her front paw after hearing Yi-Han's voice.

The claws of the dragon with powerful great mana cleanly cut through the outer wall of the classroom. The 2nd year students cheered.

"Long live the dragon!"

"According to Einroguard legend, a liberator would defeat the skull principal and save us. That must have been the dragon!"

"Shut up, you idiots!"

Uregor, who had figured out that the large young dragon was Jourin, silenced the students.

It was fortunate that it wasn't a dragon who had come to defeat the skull principal and rescue the poor young mages.

But this was a troublesome problem in its own way.

'Didn't the professors refuse? The principal must have refused too?'

He couldn't understand how the Emperor's third child had visited.

"Your Highness! Why did you come out here!? Weren't you supposed to stay inside?"

-So-sorry, Wardanaz. I woke up and no one was there...-

Jourin seemed cowed by Yi-Han's shout and spoke sheepishly.

She had dozed off in the warm lounge, and when she woke up to find no one there, she got scared and came out.

Like a young animal looking for its parents, Jourin had moved clumsily, searching for Yi-Han.

Using a dragon's senses, it was easy to find that Yi-Han and his friends were in the Gaksu Pavilion classroom.

-...I shouldn't have broken the wall, right?-

"...It's okay. Just don't do it again in the future."

"What's okay about this?"

Professor Uregor grumbled from the side.

Of course, if he were asked such a question, he would have no choice but to say it was okay, but...

'The rumors must have spread.'

Yi-Han fell into worry at the increasingly twisted plan.

He had originally intended to keep her quietly and send her off quietly, but the number of people who knew kept increasing.

Moreover, Jourin probably hadn't hidden herself on the way here out of fear, so there must be seniors who had seen her.

"Professor. Please help. What if someone attacks Her Highness?"

"That would absolutely never happen! ...is what I'd like to say, but it's sad that I can't. More importantly, how on earth did Her Highness visit?"

Yi-Han explained to Professor Uregor.

The other friends in the classroom listened intently, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

This was a legendary high-ranking royal family member in the line of succession that they had never seen or heard of before.

And moreover, a dragon!

They couldn't even guess what kind of secret anecdote might be hidden.

"...Her Highness wanted to come play, and Professor Bagrak was weak-hearted and eventually gave in."

"..."

"..."

"Who's weak at what?"

Professor Uregor wondered if he had gotten old. His disciple's words sounded strange.

"But in reality, only Professor Bagrak received the proposal, right?"

"...That's true. Ugh. It's our professors' mistake. We should have properly instructed Professor Bagrak too..."

"Did all the professors know?"

"She probably sent letters to all the professors she might send them to."

"Even to Professor Verduus?"

"I said professors she might send them to."

Professor Uregor got annoyed at his disciple asking pointless questions.

What kind of nonsensical question was that?

'Well, it was a stupid question.'

Yi-Han understood immediately.

Jourin was young-minded, not stupid.

"Since she's come like this, there's no choice. Come inside and watch the lecture. Wardanaz will stay by your side."

-Wow!-

While Jourin excitedly entered the magic tower, Professor Uregor quickly repaired the damaged outer wall.

Then he whispered quietly to Yi-Han.

"About what we were talking about earlier. Be careful of other senior bastards trying to target Her Highness."

"Yes. I know."

"Specifically, Her Highness's claws, scales, tears, blood..."

Professor Uregor explained in detail 365 magical ingredients that come from dragons, starting from tendons to molars.

"...and so on, you need to be careful of attempts to steal these. Understand?"

"...Are there that many?"

Yi-Han was overwhelmed by the list of ingredients, which was more than he had expected.

At this rate, they might as well rename Jourin <Walking Magical Ingredient Vault>.

Professor Uregor spoke in an irritated tone.

"This is just a brief explanation! So who told you to call Her Highness to a place crawling with crazy mages?"

"I didn't call her."

Yi-Han grumbled.

And crazy mages? Wasn't that too harsh?

"Making Her Highness cry to steal tears, stabbing her to steal blood drops, secretly plucking scales to steal them... Anyway, keep all these actions in mind."

'Hmm. It does seem like a place crawling with crazy mages...'

Hearing specific examples, even Yi-Han had to admit it.

Einroguard seniors were capable of this and more.

The thought of someone secretly stabbing Jourin, plucking her scales, and running away was terrifying to imagine how Jourin might react.

"Actually, I had thought about the case of rumors spreading. I just didn't expect it to be this fast."

"How were you planning to prepare?"

"I was going to protect her head-on with the help of seniors and professors..."

"Hmm. Go on."

"I mean 5th year seniors like Senior Direth or Senior Yukbeltire, and understanding people like Professor Garcia or Professor Uregor."

"Not a bad plan. I would help, and so would Professor Garcia. But remove Yukbeltire."

"..."

When Yi-Han was dumbfounded and at a loss for words, Professor Uregor seriously said again.

"Remove Yukbeltire."

"I heard you. But isn't Senior Yukbeltire okay? She's a 5th year too..."

"How would you feel if I added Professor Verduus to the list of professors who would help?"

"What nonsense is that?"

"Right. That's exactly how Yukbeltire sounds to me."

"...!"

In Professor Uregor's view, Yukbeltire was a student who, far from protecting Jourin, would be the first to extract blood, tears, scales, and cut claws before slipping away.

Yi-Han had no choice but to accept it. Indeed, it was difficult for a student to logically beat a professor.

  *

-Are you Nillia? From the Shadow Patrol? I heard about you!-

"Uh. Uhh."

-Tell me about the northern mountains! Jourin wants to hear stories!-

"Uhhhhh...?"

Nillia, suddenly receiving the dragon's attention, had her thoughts come to a halt.

She never thought she'd have a chance to talk with a dragon in her life...

'Help me, Wardanaz!'

Yi-Han, receiving her gaze, lazily avoided it.

Seeing that, Nillia deeply regretted.

'I should have believed my friend's words!'

The price of betraying friendship was this bitter.

"Now. Focus."

Except for the fact that a huge dragon was sitting at the back of the classroom, the lecture proceeded as usual.

Professor Uregor threatened the students, warning about next week's exam.

"Don't think you can get through easily like last time! This exam won't be easy!"

-Gasp. Wardanaz. The exam seems difficult. Should Jourin take out Jourin's dragon stone??-

"...Your Highness. If you do that, the exam loses its meaning."

Professor Uregor spoke in a dejected voice.

The dragon stone taken from inside a dragon's body was, to exaggerate, a powerful magical substance comparable to the philosopher's stone.

Most alchemy exams could be passed just by throwing that in water and chanting a spell once.

Jourin said with a sad face.

-But the exam is difficult...-

"...It probably won't be very difficult for Wardanaz. Don't worry."

"What are you saying."

Yi-Han flared up.

He had seen him setting up sunken incense and growing Nephertum last time, where did such a lie come from?

Professor Uregor ignored his flaring disciple and took out a few potions, handing them to Jourin.

"Your Highness. This potion instantly kills students trying to pluck scales. This one turns tears into deadly poison..."

"..."

After finishing his detailed instructions, Professor Uregor said to Yi-Han.

"Call if you need help. Be careful of Professor Verduus."

"...I'll keep that in mind."

"Be careful of Professor Bentozol too."

"Come to think of it, why did Professor Bentozol refuse?"

Thinking about it, wouldn't it have been better to send a letter to Professor Bentozol rather than Professor Boladi?

Wasn't he someone who would literally risk death if Jourin ordered?

Perhaps Jourin didn't know of his existence?

"The Death Knights probably stole the letter. I'm not sure, but probably."

Yi-Han admired the competence of the Death Knights.

He felt that these were the ones protecting Einroguard's safety.

'If only they had stolen the letter that flew to Professor Bagrak too!'

  *

Professor Bentozol was irritably working the students hard.

"Hey! The wyvern frowned because of you! Are you going to take responsibility if the wyvern's lifespan shortens due to stress! You, you wyvern slaughterer!"

"Doesn't the professor seem more insane than usual?"

"Yeah, you're right."

The Einroguard students whispered.

Professor Bentozol was acting more beastly than usual.

'I seem to have been deceived by that guy.'

The reason Professor Bentozol's nerves were on edge was because of the 2nd year student from Blue Dragon Tower.

Even though the professor himself was doing chores instead, the unicorns didn't look as happy as they should.

Of course, the unicorns were doing fine (they might do better if the professor didn't come), but by Professor Bentozol's standards, it fell far short.

'You evil little scammer! How dare you neglect the unicorns like this when it's barely enough even investing 8 days a week.'

Professor Bentozol, having reached the limit of his patience after enduring, moved to find Yi-Han.

On the way, he heard students whispering.

-Does he really ride a dragon?-

-They say he was chosen by a dragon.-

-From what I heard, he subdued a dragon. Doesn't that make more logical sense?-

"...?"

Professor Bentozol stopped abruptly and turned around. He couldn't ask because the students had already passed by.

'Didn't they just say dragon?'

Dragon.

A word that made his heart race with just one character.

Wasn't it the most magnificent and beautiful creature?

'...I must have misheard.'

-Is there really a dragon? Are there any scales left??-

-Haven't you heard? They're royalty!-

-So what? Are royals rare?-

"???"

Professor Bentozol's head turned 180 degrees again.

When their gazes met, the students screamed and ran away.

"It's Professor Bentozol! Run!"

"Stop! I have something to ask... Aish, you damn bastards! You're worse than poachers!"

The students were clever.

They knew very well that nothing good would come from encountering Professor Bentozol outside the classroom. The professor had no choice but to return, grumbling.

'I should just find that guy.'

Professor Bentozol decided to ignore the students' rumors and just find Yi-Han.

"...Your Highness. Can't you get me down?"

-Are you perhaps uncomfortable??-

"Uncomf... No. I'm not uncomfortable. I'm just worried you might get hurt."

-Jourin is fine! Come on, Wardanaz. Act like a knight!-

"Ugh."

Upon witnessing Jourin putting Wardanaz on her back and playing dragon knight, Professor Bentozol clutched his chest and fell to his knees.

It was too shocking.