Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 822

Chapter 822

However, Ragesa was careless in her complacency.

The Wardanaz family boy who had just been dragged to the 2nd year section was very quick-witted in this aspect.

"Professor Lagrinde!"

"??!"

The healing magic school students looked at Yi-Han in shock.

What kind of guts did this junior have to call the professor?

Calling Professor Alkasis at such a busy time required tremendous resolve.

If this junior were to ask a useless question, he might end up on a hospital bed where patients were lying.

Professor Alkasis, who was holding a patient's internal organs with one hand and casting a plague removal spell with the other, slowly turned her head.

The dark elf professor, with layers of fatigue under her eyes, looked at Yi-Han with a fierce gaze that said 'If you called me for something useless, I'll kill you.'

"What is it?"

"Professor! Lady Ragesa, daughter of Torgerard, has come as a guest!"

"..."

Ragesa, who was going down the stairs, was so dumbfounded she couldn't speak.

How could a mere 2nd year be so adept at Einroguard-style behavior?

"Lady Ragesa?"

"...Oh, it's been a while."

She thought about pretending not to hear, but resisting in another mage's magic tower would only be disadvantageous to herself.

Ragesa gave up cleanly. If she wasted time resisting here, Professor Alkasis would charge for that too.

"That's good. Help me a bit. Come over here."

"Brat. I came as a guest..."

Ragesa grumbled, but Professor Alkasis didn't care. She was someone who could put even the imperial emperor to work if he visited her magic tower.

"Well done."

"Haha. I just informed you that a guest had arrived."

It was quite rare for Professor Alkasis to praise one of her students.

Yi-Han bowed his head, flattering to not miss this opportunity.

"But why did you miss the last lecture?"

"...Uh, I was kidnapped by an ancient being."

"..."

Professor Alkasis, who usually didn't leave her disciples' laziness alone, paused for a moment at this answer, as if at a loss for words.

"W-well. It's good you escaped. Have you decided on an alias?"

"I haven't decided yet."

"Don't drag it out. It's not that big a deal."

Professor Alkasis spoke in a rough, hoarse voice and waved her staff.

Then letters appeared in the air and started combining.

"This magic will decide a suitable alias for you."

-It might be Basilisk.-

'I don't think so.'

When the baby basilisk spoke full of hope, Yi-Han felt a bit sorry.

"Basilisk?"

The dark elf professor, worn out from fatigue, stared intently at Yi-Han's sleeve. The frightened baby basilisk wrapped itself even tighter around Yi-Han's wrist.

"Ah. Yes. I'm raising it by chance."

"..."

"..."

The patient lying next to him and the healing magic school senior looked at Yi-Han simultaneously.

Can one raise a basilisk by chance normally?

"Basilisk venom is a specific remedy for lava sneeze plague, Azaksha curse, and malachite poisoning. Seems you chose well."

"It's still young, so it can't make venom well yet."

Fearing that the baby basilisk might be dragged away like the alchemy school students had tried to do if left alone, Yi-Han quickly made an excuse.

Then Professor Alkasis asked back as if she truly didn't understand.

"If it can't even make venom, why are you carrying it around?"

"..."

-I-I can make it. Should I make some?-

-Be quiet.-

Meanwhile, the letters that had appeared in the air finished combining. Alkasis threw it without even looking.

"Take it. It came out well."

"Thank y..."

[Os]

'What came out well?'

Yi-Han suspected that not only had Professor Alkasis thrown it carelessly without looking, but she had also cast the magic carelessly.

  *

After the brief conversation with the professor ended, all the students including Yi-Han were deployed to the field.

2nd years as 2nd years, 3rd years as 3rd years, and Ragesa as Ragesa had to move painfully and unhappily.

"So, let's see, when blue spots bloom on the back like this... You either ate the wrong blue king mushroom, or you're already a corpse revived by dark magic!"

"...Do I look like a corpse to you, mage?"

"Ah, no. Have you eaten any mushrooms recently?"

"Yes..."

Anglago avoided the patient's suspicious gaze and hurriedly ran to take out a potion from the shelf.

The huge shelf was full of all kinds of labels, nameplates, potions, and ingredients, making one dizzy just looking at it.

<Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Already Dead Patients>

<Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Patients Who Can't Speak>

<Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Patients Who Can Still Walk After Eating>

'Found it!'

Anglago grabbed one of the potions above (Poisonous Mushroom Solution Potion for Patients Who Can Still Walk After Eating) and ran back.

It was easy to be mistaken because of Wardanaz sometimes, but cases like Wardanaz hurriedly patching up and stitching dozens of severe injuries alone were very rare.

Generally, healing school mages were given a bit more time.

Usually, patients who came here had unusual or tricky diseases that couldn't be solved nearby, so healing school mages prioritized figuring this out, making it even more so.

Therefore, many things were solved with pre-prepared potions and ingredients like this rather than magic.

Of course, there were trial and errors like asking the patient if they were a corpse in the process...

Anglago uncorked the bottle and made the patient gulp down the contents of the glass bottle.

As the blue spots disappeared instantly, Anglago felt pleased.

'Already the third one!'

At this rate, he could consider it breaking his personal best record.

Gaining confidence, Anglago glanced aside. He was curious how Wardanaz was doing.

"Gonadaltes. Hold the patient tight. It's okay. It's an undead, but a good one. This cold-soaked jade orchid should cure it right away."

Yi-Han waved his staff without even looking back.

Then from far away, the cold-soaked jade orchid flew from the shelf. A skeleton warrior who caught it quickly threw it into a small pot and started brewing the contents.

"It's done. Now. Next patient! You say your arm is broken and you see hallucinations every time you breathe?"

'What's this?'

Anglago tilted his head for a moment.

He couldn't think of any disease where the arm was broken and hallucinations appeared every time one breathed.

"I'll check. Hmm. You've been cursed with mana mutation. I need to bring a potion... Ah, I'll just push it out with mana at this level. Hold your breath for a moment. Done. I've pushed out the curse. Try breathing. Are you okay? Now I'll fix your broken arm. Next patient!"

"..."

Yi-Han started clearing the patients in front of him at an unbelievable speed.

Yi-Han had not only helped healing magic school seniors with their work all last year but also gained various practical experiences.

He grasped knowledge about diseases as well as detection and sensing very keenly.

And if he thought he could solve it with his own mana, he pushed it out with mana.

Thud!

Diseases related to spirits, evil spirits, or curses couldn't withstand the shock of high-purity mana well.

Seeing Wardanaz cure 10 patients in 1 minute with just mana, Anglago felt strange beyond shock.

'Wait. It seems like only those kinds of patients keep coming to Wardanaz?'

Anglago felt something was off and looked around.

Just then, a patient had arrived at the 3rd year section.

"How are you feeling?"

"I had some business at night and patrolled near a grave, but since the next day, whenever I close my eyes, I keep hearing strange laughter... Ugh..."

"A weak evil spirit has possessed you. Do you see the 2nd year section over there? You see that junior where the line is disappearing quickly? Go to him and ask him to push it out with mana."

"..."

Only then did Anglago realize the truth and became indignant.

Not only 3rd years, but even 4th year seniors were doing similar things!

-Hey, this would be a headache to treat... How many potions would it take? <Lagrinde's Backfire Potion>, <Dobruk's Blood Drop Potion>, <Birch Potion>...-

-Let's just send them to Wardanaz and ask him to push it out with mana.-

-Won't the mana consumption be too severe?-

-It's fine. Look at that line. He has more than enough.-

"Wardanaz! You're being deceived!"

"What?"

Yi-Han was flustered at Anglago's call.

Being deceived?

Was he talking about enrolling in Einroguard?

"The seniors are sending patients to you!"

"...No. I knew that already. Anglago. Focus."

"Alpha. Please focus."

Not only Yi-Han but even Tijiling sent a reproachful gaze. Anglago sat down, confused.

'Am I the strange one!? Aren't the seniors strange!?'

  *

"Break!"

When no more wyverns came, Senior Falcrius shouted cheerfully.

Students quickly lay back all over the place.

Skilled Einroguard students could sleep anywhere. They spread their cloaks on the floor, cast simple cushioning and warming magic, and fell asleep right away.

"Puhoo. You worked hard, Wardanaz."

"Ah. Senior Falcrius. Is this enough to pass the exam?"

"You'll get full marks anyway... And actually, grades aren't that important in the healing magic school. What's important is staying sane."

"??"

Yi-Han made a surprised expression as if he had heard the sky was falling.

How could grades not be important, how did that make sense?

"What do you mean?"

"Huh? There are so few healing mages that grades don't really matter. You'll be called right away even if you fail and graduate."

"..."

Hearing this harsh reality, Yi-Han tried to deny it.

"But wouldn't it be more advantageous... or getting appointed to the imperial capital..."

"Uhaha! There are already healing mages there!"

Comfortable and cozy places like the imperial capital not only didn't have much demand for healing mages, but all the positions were already filled.

Usually, new healing mages were set to go to rough and difficult places where many people get injured.

'...Well, I'm learning magic from other schools too...'

Yi-Han quickly protected his mental state.

One of the few advantages of taking all schools was that if your school seemed to be failing, you could achieve mental victory with other schools.

"Puhoo. Anyway, if you're not going to sleep, come with me for a moment. I'll show you something good."

"Oh. Just a moment."

Yi-Han tried to call his friends too.

However, his friends had already fallen into deep sleep. Yi-Han was about to splash water on Anglago but stopped.

Since becoming 2nd years, even White Tiger Tower students had started to have dark shadows under their eyes.

"Let's go. But is it really something good?"

Yi-Han thought of snacks, escape methods using outside patients, or evil backdoor deals.

If there wasn't at least one of those in a school like this where someone had endured until 4th year, that would be even scarier.

Wouldn't that mean they endured with pure goodwill and sense of responsibility alone?

'It won't be Senior Falcrius. I believe in him.'

"Do you see that mage lying over there? He's a mage from the Water Horse Mountain Range magic tower."

'Yes. What kind of deal did that mage propose? Like letting us go out?'

"What are you talking about? I called you because the disease that mage caught is unusual and interesting, so I wanted to show you."

"..."

Yi-Han glared at Senior Falcrius with eyes full of betrayal.

To think he was this kind of person!