Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 783

Chapter 783

Yi-Han desperately tried to escape.

He wanted to receive the map and comfortably get through this semester's summoning magic lecture, not raise the difficulty in his spare time.

'If it's an artifact brother was looking for, there's no way it's a normal object.'

Arsil was a collector of the Wardanaz family.

If he were a collector from another family, he might gather peaceful and beautiful artworks while laughing merrily, but a Wardanaz family collector collected strange objects from other realms and appreciated the "Kieeek" sounds.

'Even the gifts I received before were like that.'

The gifts Arsil used to give in the past were truly horrifying.

When he first received them, he even thought, 'Could this be the Wardanaz family's internal strife to check the newly born brother?'

But surprisingly, Arsil had no malice. He just couldn't guess what his much younger brother would like.

Though he thought it might be better to have malice than to give evil realm polyhedrons or strange fusion demons...

Fortunately, it had improved a lot recently.

It was thanks to Arsil, who kept giving gifts to his brother, realizing 'Ah, evil realm polyhedrons or strange fusion demons might be too much for a brother not even a hundred years old'.

But this wasn't a gift Arsil had prepared, but an artifact he was looking for.

He might get a glimpse of Arsil's pure madness that he had forgotten for a while.

"I really don't need to."

Arsil shook his head firmly, then pointed at the scroll and said something.

Salko carefully asked.

"What is he saying?"

"He says he'll take the scroll back if we don't look for the artifact. He says he can't take away our learning opportunity."

"Wardanaz. Tell him we're already learning enough! Getting a map from others is also a mage's ability!"

"That won't work on brother since he's not from Einroguard..."

An Einroguard-born mage would say 'Stealing and snatching maps is also a kind of learning, I acknowledge it', but Arsil wasn't from Einroguard.

Outsiders didn't understand Einroguard's aesthetics.

As expected, Arsil spoke once more.

-We believe you, Yi-Han, can become an even greater mage than Lord Gonadaltes.-

"I think your belief is too excessive..."

Even family members with age differences in the hundreds of years couldn't keep up, so how could he keep up with the skull principal who had age differences in the thousands of years?

Yi-Han pointed out the reality, but Arsil ignored it and pointed to several places on the map again, saying to check them without fail.

"...Yes. I'll try my best."

Once Arsil said this, there was nothing Yi-Han could do. The butterfly spirit beside him fluttered its wings as if saying to work hard.

'What an annoying bastard.'

Yi-Han cursed the butterfly spirit inwardly.

Usually, the high-ranking spirit stopping you is more annoying than the brother hitting you.

Arsil smiled and encouraged Yi-Han, then called his friends together. Then he started taking out gifts one by one from an old backpack.

"Gainando. He says you received one last time, so next time."

"Th-that's impossible...! Is it because I lost at mage cards?!"

"I don't think that's it."

While Yi-Han lined up his friends and interpreted his brother's words, Arsil was discussing with spirits what gifts would suit them.

Then, as if there was a conflict of opinions, he talked intently with the butterfly spirit and called Yi-Han.

"Yes, brother. Uh... That seems a bit dangerous. Wouldn't it destroy the dormitory?"

Arsil sighed lightly in relief, saying he did well to ask his brother. The butterfly spirit glared at Yi-Han for interfering with its choice.

-That spirit is arrogant!-

"I think so too. But it's much stronger than you, so just think it inwardly."

Yi-Han soothed the baby basilisk and called his friends.

The friends who approached hesitantly out of fear and awe carefully received the gifts Arsil took out.

"Th-thank you!"

"He says it's an amulet that reduces enemy approach and warns of danger when roaming realms. But you have to receive enough moonlight every full moon."

"What's this...?"

"That's a weight reduction emblem. If you attach it to your backpack, the weight decreases. But if you rely on it and pack too much, the emblem might break..."

The students who received gifts one by one were surprised by the unexpectedly normal and useful gifts.

They had been worried because he was from the Wardanaz family, but he was much kinder and gentler than expected.

"Wardanaz. I'm sorry. I thought he was a scary person."

"He is terrifying. He freely uses spirits."

"Well. He can't be a bad person if he's so loved by spirits."

"Did you not hear what I just said?"

"?!"

While Yi-Han was grumbling, Adenart, who was standing at the end of the line, received a gift.

Yi-Han nodded seeing Arsil gifting a bowl that increased the amount of liquid inside once a day.

"You chose well. Such artifacts suit royals well as they have big appetites."

?

Arsil and the butterfly spirit tilted their heads.

They had gifted an alchemy-related item because she was an outstanding alchemist...?

  *

Professor Millei, who was checking the time holding a pocket watch in one hand, stood up and swung her staff.

Then the realm magic circles in the lecture hall all activated at once and began summoning the students.

Pop!

Just as deep-sea fishermen tie ropes around their waists before diving, mages entering other realms often used such safety devices.

Professor Millei raised her eyebrows slightly, curious about the students' reactions.

What expressions would they return with?

Having taught students at Einroguard for quite a long time, Professor Millei could roughly predict the students' reactions.

First, there were students who showed half-dazed reactions.

This was often seen in years that couldn't cooperate well and were underprepared.

'It's not necessarily all bad.'

Summoning mages who had a harsh experience once tended to become more careful afterwards. If it was to give such a lesson, it wasn't bad.

Also, there were students who returned having performed quite well from the start.

This was often seen in years where luck was on their side or preparations went well.

But even so, they would usually become greatly discouraged when told about the remaining areas of the map to explain and that they had to work all semester.

It couldn't be helped.

Magic wasn't completed with momentary flashes of insight and wit, but with steady investigation and practice.

'It's likely to be the latter.'

Professor Millei highly evaluated this year's students.

They not only cooperated well but were also well-prepared, so they were likely to endure quite well even if dropped in an unfamiliar realm.

"...?!"

However, the students' expressions looked troubled and complicated.

At that sight, Professor Millei's posture, sitting upright, wavered slightly.

"Good work, everyone. How was the exploration?"

"It was tough, but we had quite good results."

"We all gathered and made a campsite."

"...!"

Professor Millei was surprised again at the students' reports.

This level of achievement was among the highest that could be counted. To progress this far on the first day.

"...Well done. You all did better than I expected? But why the expressions?"

"We found a frost giant who came looking for an artifact."

"Sigh... How should we deal with it..."

Seeing the students chattering about how to steal the frost giant's artifact while sighing, Professor Millei's eyes trembled.

She hadn't known this year's students would be this enterprising and gutsy!

  *

As a short cat mixed-blood student strode over, Gainando, who was lying on the grass of the 7th floor student town reviewing his mage card deck, tilted his head.

'Who is that? A senior?'

"Good day, junior."

The cat mixed-blood senior greeted with even better manners than Gainando, the royal. Seeing him speak politely while taking off his hat, Gainando hurriedly tried to greet back.

"Uh... Well... May the spirit of sleep welcome you!"

"That sounds like an evening greeting...? More importantly, do you know where Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family is?"

"!"

An alarm went off in Gainando's head as he was desperately trying to recall the proper etiquette.

A senior looking for Yi-Han.

He was certain it couldn't be anything good.

"Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family? I-I've never heard of him?"

"Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family, junior."

"I've never heard of the Wardanaz family or Yi-Han."

"You've never heard of the Wardanaz family?"

"Yes."

"Junior... Are you perhaps under a memory loss curse?"

The cat mixed-blood senior cast a worried look while tilting the wide-brimmed fedora he was holding.

For an imperial citizen, and moreover someone who entered Einroguard, to not remember the Wardanaz family name itself, there was a high chance something was wrong with his head.

Gainando also belatedly realized his mistake.

'Oh no. I should have said I knew the family.'

"...I often fall under memory loss curses... Because I'm from the dark magic school..."

"Ah. So that's it. I envy your talent, junior."

"I'm from the dark magic school though?"

"I have no school."

"What?"

While Gainando was tilting his head at what he had just heard, a White Tiger Tower 2nd year passed by.

Caten called the junior.

"S-Senior Jahan!!!"

"Junior. Do you know where Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family is?"

"That guy over there, Gainando, is close with him!"

"..."

As Caten stared blankly, Gainando said while sobbing.

"...Th-the memory loss curse just lifted."

"That's good. Tell me."

Gainando led Caten to where Yi-Han was with slumped shoulders.

Yi-Han, who was smoking food with the kitchen club seniors in his spare time, fortunately didn't scream or run away even after seeing Caten. Gainando breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah. Senior. Come this way. Would you like a choripan?"

This dish, completed by putting a juicy piece of meat between soft bread, was food sold at city stalls or street vendors outside, but inside Einroguard it was food eaten by kings and nobles.

"It's alright, junior."

"Wardanaz. Senior Jahan can endure just by drinking dew!"

"It's not to that extent... It's to give hardship and stimulation to the body, junior. Hmm. You should try it too, junior?"

'Is this a new form of bullying?'

Yi-Han was flustered by Caten's suggestion to fast and only drink dew when he had smuggled in so much.

The White Tiger Tower student beside him glared at Yi-Han as if dying of envy.

"Wardanaz. Kuk...! Just you wait. I'll definitely be acknowledged by Senior Jahan within this year too!"

"Aren't you misunderstanding something?"

White Tiger Tower students thought Yi-Han was chosen by Caten because of swordsmanship, but in fact, Yi-Han was chosen for his magic teaching ability.

"Are you saying within this year is impossible? Then next year... No, even if not me, Moradi or Choi will be acknowledged within this year! Definitely!"

Yi-Han, who was about to clear up his friend's misunderstanding, paused.

"Do Moradi and Dolgyu also want to learn under Senior Caten?"

"That's right."

"Oh... Well, Senior Caten's teachings are truly amazing and fresh. It's almost a shame that only I can receive these teachings."

"Th-that much..."

Senior Caten beside them cleared his throat, seemingly embarrassed by the junior's praise.

"I'd like it if Moradi and Dolgyu could learn too. Is that alright, Senior?"

"Hmm. Junior. As you know, I have a lot to learn, so I can't spend much time teaching. Teaching swordsmen of different levels..."

"Those two are similar in level to me! You can teach them exactly the same as me!"

"Is that so? If that's the case..."

"He says it's possible! Why don't you quickly go call Moradi and Dolgyu? Senior might change his mind if you're late!"

"R-right!"

The White Tiger Tower student who had been listening to the conversation nodded and hurriedly turned around and ran off. Then he suddenly stopped.

Yi-Han, who had been smiling contentedly, thought 'Oh no'.

'Did he notice?'

"Wardanaz."

"...What is it?"

"Thank you. For asking on behalf of my friends."

"...Why mention such a thing? Haha."