Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 767

Chapter 767

In fact, there was nothing to rob on the 2nd floor of the teahouse, but his friends had a strange belief.

If it was Yi-Han, couldn't he bring something back even from an empty space of nothingness?

"...I didn't rob the 2nd floor, I made a trade."

Yi-Han briefly explained, exasperated by his friends' gazes.

He said he received magic items through a trade with a senior.

"Through a magic space?"

"Yes, Priestess Siana."

"...If it's such a space... You didn't bring out other people's things too, did you?"

Siana made a reasonable suspicion because the amount of supplies brought out was too much.

Yi-Han made an incredulous expression at that question.

"What nonsense. As if I would... Wait a moment."

Yi-Han, who had been talking, checked again just in case.

He didn't want to be on the blacklist of Einroguard's Sentinels club.

"I didn't! Priestess Siana!"

"S-sorry..."

'...Good thing I didn't bring it up.'

Yonaire, who was standing beside them, thought inwardly.

Actually, she had thought 'Did he bring out more by mistake?' too...

"I received this much by paying an equivalent price. Don't misunderstand, everyone."

"What did you pay?"

Yi-Han glanced once at the dark mage from another school sitting as an innocent skeleton and changed the subject.

"That's a secret."

"..."

His friends immediately whispered.

"If Yi-Han says it's a secret, wasn't it really a dangerous trade?"

"He might have found and sold something like the principal's heart..."

"I think the Wardanaz guy might have sold a bit of his blood or flesh."

Yi-Han swung his staff to push away his friends' conversation with telekinesis and then stacked up the received supplies neatly.

"Magic yut? Who won?"

"The game is still in progress so we don't know the winner yet..."

"Gainando lost."

"The prince brat is in last place."

When his friends cowardly told the results, Gainando slightly pushed away the yut board and shouted.

"Let's check the supplies! The supplies!"

"I'll help too. By the way, what kind of trade did you make to receive this much?"

Agdung asked, unable to guess what Yi-Han had done while talking in the teahouse.

"I was lucky, Senior Agdung. Ah. I'll share some with you too, Senior."

"What? No. I can't do that. As a senior."

"No! You visited all the way to Einroguard, this much is a gift symbolizing the friendship of the dark magic school!"

"But there's face to consider..."

Crack!

While the two were talking, his friends started working.

They were breaking open tightly sealed wooden boxes and barrels with small hand axes and checking the contents inside.

"Everyone check the quantities and take notes."

"One box of medium-grade black tree leaves."

"One box of flame tree roots."

"Yi-Han, this wooden barrel seems to be gravel tree sap."

"Is there nothing to eat? Here's one box of processed fire-making wood."

"Don't say useless things, Gainando. One box of magic stones, earth attribute..."

'Did they smuggle like me?'

Yi-Han was inwardly amazed while organizing the supplies received from the other party.

Not only the types, but the quantity was much more abundant than expected.

The other party should be an Einroguard student too, but to have this much quantity of supplies.

What was this?

"Huh. Did they rob a forest or something?"

"!"

At Agdung's muttering from the side, Yi-Han realized.

Most of the reagents were all items that could be obtained from forests.

'I see. But...'

Although mountains and forests were scattered around Einroguard's territory, finding usable resources inside them wasn't so easy.

Especially these kinds of reagents usually required professional cultivation and nurturing efforts to produce anything usable.

The other party clearly had several hidden secret forests somewhere.

'I'm envious. As expected of seniors.'

Yi-Han was slightly impressed by the wealth of the faceless Beaver-Penguin-Fox.

He felt like he would act a bit more kindly when facing them in the Sentinels club in the future.

To have stashed away such assets inside Einroguard's territory...

"Huff, huff huff. We finished organizing everything, Yi-Han."

"Good work, everyone."

Gainando grumbled that Yi-Han had been deceived since there was nothing to eat, but his friends were quite satisfied.

Food wasn't an issue since they had smuggled in a large amount at the beginning of the semester, so they could still hold out, and these reagents were much more useful.

Agdung, curious about what the Imperial Mage Administrator's disciple would do with this much reagent, asked.

"What research are you going to do with this?"

"Together with the dark magic school students, we'll make gol..."

Yi-Han was thinking of making something with the remaining reagents using the dark magic school's workshops and facilities, excluding reagents needed for lectures or research.

If he received help from other seniors in the school, something sellable would come out somehow, and then the dark magic school's safe would accumulate a bit, right?

But he couldn't tell such things to an outsider.

Saying they would make dark magic items that could become gold coins seemed a bit shabby.

"Gol?"

"A bit of forbidden research."

"!?"

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Did you take the items?

Gonadaltes: Yes. You don't seem to be very poor.

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: Don't bluff. There shouldn't be anyone at Einroguard with that many reagents.

Gonadaltes: Huhu. Is that really so?

Yi-Han bluffed while also worrying about what to pay as compensation when taking on missions within the Sentinels club later.

Should he really pay with food?

'But seniors probably wouldn't be so obsessed with food.'

Beaver-Penguin-Fox: I'll hand over the remaining items when you activate the artifact. Hurry. The forest is crying.

"Senior Agdung."

"What?"

"I'd like to go activate the artifact the professor installed."

Agdung looked at Yi-Han with eyes that said 'I knew you'd do this'. Yi-Han hurriedly made excuses.

"It's not that I was trying to exterminate the contaminated beings from the start, but seeing the current situation, it's become a bit serious..."

"Right. Right. That must be it. Shall we make a plan?"

  *

In another situation, he might have thought about it a bit and stopped them, but thanks to the artifact Professor Taswhan had left, Agdung didn't stop the juniors.

The plan was simple and clear.

"I'll cast protective magic, so move as quietly and secretly as possible."

If Agdung cast magic to protect the group from contaminated beings, they would move as quickly as possible to the artifact location through the safe mushroom field.

Once they arrived, they could activate it, so that was the end.

Ymirg, who was listening from the side, muttered.

"H-how are you going to cast protective magic that maintains while moving...?"

'That's right?'

Yi-Han felt puzzled at Ymirg's point.

Unlike protective magic cast on a fixed area, protective magic that maintained while moving was different in difficulty from the start.

To cast individual protective magic on everyone here would consume an enormous amount of not only mana but also mental concentration.

"Senior Agdung. What magic are you going to use? I'd like to help too."

"Ah. Wardanaz! This time you really don't need to."

Agdung smiled and swung his staff.

Then summoning magic was cast and cloaks emitting a very disgusting smell appeared in the air.

They looked like fabric woven with warp and weft after compressing contaminated beings.

The Einroguard students' faces hardened when they saw the worst cloaks they had ever seen.

Even when their cloaks were torn and they went around with leaves patched on when they first entered school, it seemed better than this.

"...Do we perhaps have to wear this?"

"Yes. It's the <Contaminated Being Cloak> created after research at Kalaroguard. How is it?"

Agdung spoke with pride.

At Kalaroguard, where they often had to deal with contaminated beings, they deeply pondered more efficient methods than casting consumptive extermination magic every time.

The result of that pondering was this <Contaminated Being Cloak> now.

Instead of creating waves that push away or exterminate contaminated beings, it was an item that made them recognize you as the same being.

Contaminated beings that fell into the misconception that you were the same being didn't attack mages wearing this cloak.

"Well..."

"Uh..."

"Hmm..."

His friends hesitated, unable to speak properly.

In their hearts, they wished someone would step up and shout 'I absolutely can't wear this!', but no one did.

"Is it... not good?"

Agdung was flustered when the Einroguard students' reactions were more subtle than expected. Then the students hurriedly cried out.

"It's so good!"

"What an idea in this world!"

"If this is published in the imperial newspapers, investors will come wanting to commercialize it!"

Yi-Han shouted like that while gesturing to his friends who were still standing still. Seeing that, his friends forcibly squeezed out advantages.

"That's a relief. For a moment I thought you guys were being indifferent."

"..."

"Isn't it unfair that it was made in Kalaroguard's name?"

Gainando grumbled quietly from behind.

If it had been made in Baldurguard's name, he would have said he wouldn't wear it without hesitation!

'By the way, I think I understand why the dark magic school is poor.'

Yi-Han thought while putting on the cloak.

The effect of this cloak was excellent.

It could deceive contaminated beings without needing to cast separate magic or charge mana, so it would be very useful in dangerous areas.

But one disadvantage was eating up all the other advantages.

Most people wouldn't wear such a bizarre and disgusting cloak!

Rather than this, they would buy a cloak several times more expensive...

'No matter how good the performance is, it shouldn't be made like this. I learned one more thing.'

Yi-Han's group, with faces as gloomy as the rainy season, quickly broke through the mushroom field wearing the cloaks.

Contaminated beings that appeared periodically showed no interest in Yi-Han's group, as if treating them like stones.

It really was great performance, but instead of marveling, the students checked the magic on their noses.

"The smell-numbing curse seems like it will wear off soon, will it be okay?"

"Shh. If we make noise, the contaminated beings will find it strange. Just endure a bit more."

While talking, Yi-Han and Agdung searched for the staff at the front.

When they discovered the peach wood staff artifact stuck near a pond bubbling with dark, murky liquid, Agdung gestured.

"Found it. Over there!"

"Should we bring it?"

"Wait. We need to disable the defensive magics..."

Bang!

Yi-Han blew it away with telekinesis and pulled the artifact over.

Agdung, feeling he should maintain his dignity as a senior, nodded without showing a surprised look.

"Hmm. Indweed. Lesh go bwack."

"Senior Agdung. Your jawbone fell off."

  *

Ilendil was anxiously waiting, cursing all of Einroguard's principal, professors, and students.

"Calm down, everyone... Just endure a bit more. Alright?"

The spirits who had evacuated nearby made expressions like they would suffocate from the contaminated beings' rampage.

If the contaminated beings kept roaming around the forest like this, the spirits wouldn't be able to hold out long and would have to return to their own realm.

"I hired a mage... Soon... The effect will..."

Although Ilendil usually spoke in a slow voice, today her voice was twice as fast as usual.

That's how important the 7th floor forest matter was.

Baqwantallana: I think it's a lie. I'm not sure. I recommend not making too big a trade.

Eaktus: Oh! You should definitely do it. I thought that Gonadaltes guy was trustworthy from the start, I tell you?

Yi-Han thought Baqwantallana was taking his side, but actually, the other Sentinels club members advised Ilendil not to trust him.

No matter how they thought about it, it was difficult to absorb all the contamination sources in such a short time.

In Eaktus's case, their true intentions were blatantly obvious...

But Ilendil eventually accepted the suspicious proposal. That's how desperate she was.

'But what should I do if it's a lie?'

Ilendil tried to suppress the thoughts creeping up about who she should hire for a murder contract to make the other party suffer.

At that moment, the 7th floor forest began to churn with a roar.

Rumble!

As the earth and water switched places, drawing out contamination sources, the Sentinels club members screamed.

Eaktus: Impossible! How!

Gonadaltes: What's impossible?

Eaktus: ...The level of magic happening on the 7th floor now is impossible!

Gonadaltes: That wasn't the nuance earlier?