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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 802

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Chapter 802

An existence even more frightening than the skull principal's subordinate was undoubtedly a subordinate of the skull principal who didn't know his position as principal.

That meant...

"Um... Who exactly is this Lord Gonadaltes?"

Yi-Han asked, hoping for the slim possibility that there might be someone with the same name in the empire.

"He is an enlightened great mage, of noble royal blood, born with the fate of a great wheel-turner! Surely you didn't ask without really knowing?"

"...Where are you from, Lord Intarendals?"

"I am from the Kingdom of Margada."

"..."

The Kingdom of Margada didn't even exist in the current empire. Yi-Han felt dizzy at the kingdom name that he seemed to have only heard of during the Three Kingdoms era.

This confirmed the other's identity.

He wasn't the skull principal's subordinate, but the mad doppelganger's subordinate.

'Is Einroguard's defense really okay like this?'

Of course, they say it's impossible to completely block intrusions because the area is so vast, but if there's a mad monster in the territory, shouldn't they be more cautious?

To think the mad monster's subordinate could enter so openly...

"How on earth did you enter?"

"What do you mean?"

"Einroguard's territory is protected by powerful magic, isn't it? Especially these days."

Yi-Han was afraid and in pain, but he tried to extract even one more piece of information from the enemy.

That way he could report to the Death Knights to strengthen the defense.

"Of course, I entered with permission."

Intarendals smiled like a nobleman. He seemed to think Yi-Han was joking.

"...Permission?"

"Yes. Are you perhaps curious about the permit?"

"...I would be grateful if you could show me."

Yi-Han barely held onto his sanity and asked.

Surprisingly, the permit Intarendals presented was real.

According to the qualification proven by the Dargard family's seal and blood drop, the following person's entry to Einroguard is permitted. If the promised amount of gold is not spent, a curse will...

Einroguard's rules were not lax.

First, to visit during club week, one had to clearly prove their identity.

For noble families, the seal on a ring and blood drops were the means of proof.

As both were not easily forged, they were definite as proof of identity.

Now after such identity verification, one would enter Einroguard saying 'I will definitely invest or sponsor this much'...

"??????"

Yi-Han tilted his head, not understanding.

'The Dargard family must be Asan's family.'

Asan, a friend from the same Blue Dragon Tower.

Why was this great noble family that had served as imperial treasurers for generations cooperating with such a mad doppelganger?

'Asan... Could you have been a traitor...!'

While Yi-Han was trembling with an absurd sense of betrayal, Intarendals cast a worried look.

The noble boy in front of him didn't seem to be in good health. He had been staggering with a pale face for a while now.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Um... I'm curious about something, are you from the Dargard family? I don't think I've ever heard of you."

"Aha."

Intarendals laughed politely.

He had finally realized why the boy was flustered.

"I don't 'currently' belong to the Dargard family. Originally, when I was alive, the family name wasn't even Dargard, and names weren't in this format back then."

"..."

Surprisingly, the person in front of him was a distant ancestor of the Dargard family.

So distant that even his name no longer remained.

Yi-Han was dumbfounded seeing the ancient-style seal ring and blood drops the other showed.

And the Dargard family would be even more bewildered.

Someone was impersonating their family, and it was a resurrected ancestor.

'This is an absurd nightmare.'

"I have been temporarily resurrected on Lord Gonadaltes's orders to visit Einroguard like this. Does that explain things a bit?"

Intarendals, who had been Gonadaltes's head servant, was temporarily resurrected against death on his master's orders.

Then he gathered his old seal ring and wealth to visit Einroguard. Fortunately, there was quite a bit of gold that his descendants hadn't managed to collect and had been lost.

'Later... I'll have to ask later. I can't ask now.'

Yi-Han was so shocked that he couldn't even ask about the burial site after hearing about the gold.

"I think I understand a little. Um, why are you looking for this boy named Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family?"

"I can't tell you that reason as it's related to my mission. Do you perhaps recall anything?"

"Ah! I just remembered. I think I heard he's a 6th year, so maybe you should look among the 6th years?"

"I see. Thank you."

Intarendals turned around to bow elegantly, but the boy had already quickly disappeared.

'What an impatient boy!'

"Puhoo! Where are you going?"

As Yi-Han tried to quickly run out of the 7th floor town area, Falcrius spotted and caught him.

"Senior, were you perhaps bribed!"

"Huh? What bribe?"

"If not, never mind. Please let go of this. I have an urgent matter now."

"What are you talking about? What could be more urgent than extracting gold coins from outsiders?"

The pot-bellied senior of the kitchen club couldn't understand what Yi-Han was saying.

After preparing so hard, where was he going?

"Puhoo... You. You're scared now, right?"

"I am scared, but..."

"Even a genius like you gets scared. But everyone does. I did too."

Falcrius spoke with eyes full of melancholy.

He recalled the moment he first faced club week as a 2nd year.

It was really chaotic and frightening then. Even when guests asked kindly, it sounded like they were disparaging magic.

-Is this magic pot useful?-

-A-are you insulting my pot right now?!-

'Ah. Memories.'

Falcrius looked at his junior with encouraging eyes while sending another apology to the guest who had to be dunked head-first into a cauldron because of him.

"But Wardanaz! It's something everyone has to overcome. And you can overcome it better than anyone. If you can't overcome it, who can?"

"That's not what I'm scared of, Senior."

"Didn't I say there's nothing 100% certain? Puhoo. But for you, it might be close to 100%. They say geniuses like you are really rare even at imperial magic academies."

The pot-bellied senior encouraged Yi-Han while mercilessly pounding his back.

He usually didn't praise to avoid making his junior arrogant unnecessarily, but Yi-Han's skills were enough to boast about even in front of Einroguard seniors.

"And above all, there are guests who want to see you. Come along. I'll give you gold coins!"

"It's not a guest in old-fashioned clothes, is it?"

Falcrius didn't understand and guffawed while dragging Yi-Han along.

Several outside guests had already come to the kitchen club's dining hall and were looking around with interest.

"Look, this kitchen knife allows even a clumsy owner to cut between bones and flesh. Imagine introducing this knife to the butchers' guild!"

"Hmm. But our guild's masters might lose their competitiveness because of this knife."

"...Uh... I hadn't thought of that. How about reducing the guild's masters?"

"How dare you babble such nonsense?"

The people who came from the baking guild and butchers' guild commented on the magics the kitchen club members were researching.

Then they saw Yi-Han and Falcrius and shouted.

"Falcrius!"

"Hello, Mr. Goladek!"

"I'm much better than when you dunked me in a cauldron two years ago!"

"Puhuhu. I'm sorry!"

"No. Thanks to your magic, we were able to break the arrogance of those annoying confectionery guild bastards."

Goladek from the baking guild praised Falcrius over and over.

Without this Einroguard mage, the loser of the capital sugar war would have been the baking guild!

"Is this perhaps that junior?"

"Yes, Mr. Goladek."

Yi-Han shook off his light tension and looked around. Fortunately, Intarendals wasn't in sight.

"Hello. I am..."

"You're Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family, right?"

"I heard you're taking all schools. Is that true?"

"I heard you're already recognized by outside mages? Is it true you were recognized by Lady Yoanen of the Maykin family?"

"Master Puyo mentioned your name too. I was surprised."

"I heard you're already talking research with 5th year seniors. Did you really complete 5th Circle magic?"

"...??????"

Yi-Han was flustered by the guests who were introducing him before he could even introduce himself.

What was this?

"How?"

"Puhoo. Wardanaz. The people visiting here aren't fools! They investigate very diligently and keenly."

Just because people had a lot of wealth in the empire didn't mean they all wasted gold coins carelessly.

At least the people gathered here wanted to invest their gold coins in the best talents.

Goladek spoke with an expression full of pride.

"Of course, Einroguard may be a secretive sanctuary of magic, but our masters also have ears all over the empire. I dare say, we haven't missed any information. Isn't that right?"

"..."

Yi-Han recalled the numerous powerful enemies he had faced this year and last year.

Then he quickly smiled and said.

"I really can't hide anything. You haven't missed anything!"

"Right? Haha."

"I want to sponsor you."

"Me too!"

Yi-Han paused at the guests' proposals.

"I haven't even talked about research yet."

"What's so important about research? The important thing is the person."

'No...!'

A senior beside him trembled while holding a ladle.

After criticizing his ambitious work, <A bowl that endures even when filled with poisoned food>, for lacking marketability!

'This is why non-mages! They don't understand anything!'

Falcrius wore a proud expression at his junior's success.

"Puhoo. Congratulations, Wardanaz. It'll be wrapped up successfully. Of course, don't be too arrogant! Even moderate sponsors can get angry if you act recklessly like Professor Verduus."

At Falcrius's words, the guests spoke seriously.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't even mention that ominous name!"

"...What exactly do I need to do?"

Yi-Han asked to check, just in case.

Free gold coins were good, but there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, right?

Falcrius waved his hand as big as a pot lid as if to say not to worry and explained.

"As I said, sponsors and investors won't get angry as long as you don't act recklessly like Professor V. Show them what you're researching, and if sponsors or investors have requests, listen to them."

"Requests?"

"Research direction or... improvement methods, sometimes there are requests to check if their children have magic talent."

'It doesn't seem too difficult.'

An arrogant and picky mage might shudder at proposals that hurt their pride, but Yi-Han could even hold a flashy magic birthday party at the sponsor's mansion if they just gave gold coins.

Although he didn't know exactly what Professor Verduus had done...

'...I won't go that far, right?'

"Twenty imperial gold coins."

"Then I'll give thirty coins."

"Sixty coins..."

While the sponsors were discussing their amounts, someone asked Falcrius.

"Is this where Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family is?"

"Yes, it is."

"I see. Those people?"

"They're people gathered for sponsorship."

"You can tell them all to go back, it's not necessary."

"Pardon?"