Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 708

Chapter 708

"Wh-what are you doing? You said multiple club memberships were allowed."

Asan asked in bewilderment.

Of course, they had assured afterwards that 'clubs have discerning eyes' and 'it wouldn't happen', but it was clearly the seniors who had said multiple club memberships were possible.

To say that and then show such a menacing attitude.

To anyone watching, it looked as if they were trying to forcibly destroy the kitchen club application form.

"We did say multiple memberships were allowed."

Sebius, the senior belonging to the library club, nodded readily at the junior's words.

"But wouldn't it be so much better to focus on one club instead of joining multiple?"

"Sebius is right. Let's destroy it first and then talk. Priest Falcrius! Let's have a chat for a moment! Come out!"

However, the kitchen club students who had gone inside the warehouse didn't open the door.

Instead, only mocking laughter came back.

-Phew, why should I talk to you guys?-

"Damn. We've been found out. Attack!"

"Those kitchen club bastards are always so quick-witted, it's annoying!"

The seniors gnashed their teeth and swung their staffs.

The kitchen club was one of the clubs that received the most attacks from other students due to the ingredients they stored.

Naturally, they had to have more experience with such attacks.

"Soul, penetrate!"

One senior cast astral projection to try to infiltrate the kitchen warehouse.

It was a magic often used before linking illusion magic, as it was good for casting various powerful illusion spells the moment one connected with the opponent's soul after breaking through defenses.

"The power of yang protects!"

Priest Falcrius chanted a spell in a powerful voice.

Then magic exploded madly on the surface of the shabby-looking warehouse, creating a thick defense.

Seeing this, the seniors spat out curses.

"Damn it, the defense got even thicker?!"

"When did they install something like that?"

"...We did it at the end of last year."

When the senior from the stonemason club spoke embarrassedly, criticism flew from all directions.

"You idiot, is it all about gold coins? How are we supposed to steal when you help the kitchen club, which is already half a fortress, even more!"

"If you designed it, at least tell us the weakness! Where's the weakness?"

"I forgot the weakness! Would you make such a sloppy request if it were you!"

Everyone clicked their tongues at the stonemason club senior's shout.

Well, if they had made the request, they would have put a restriction to forget the weakness too.

Sebius spat and said.

"We don't need that. We'll just break it by force. Let's see if they don't come out even when we boil the cauldron."

"That's right. Falcrius! Do you think the stonemason club can't destroy a building they built? Come out right now! Let's decide properly through negotiation!"

-Wahaha, try if you dare, we'll have overflowing ingredients for the cauldron! The application form is in my hands anyway!-

Falcrius, who had heard all the conversation outside, mocked and provoked them.

The seniors seemed to be even more enraged by that provocation.

"We'll kill you!"

"You thieving bastards. We'll pay you back for all the grudges of being left hungry!"

Bang! Boom boom boom bang!

A makeshift siege battle unfolded around the warehouse, tent, and cauldron.

The most vulnerable warehouse door melted and turned into an evil spirit.

The kitchen club mages responded immediately. A powerful petrification spell wrapped around the evil spirit and turned it into a stone.

Then the stone turned into a golem. Everyone whistled at Sebius's skill.

-Uwaaaaah!-

With a battle cry, Priest Falcrius swung his ladle. The ladle transformed into a giant flail and crushed the golem.

"How much doping did he do?!"

"Block the potions first! Those guys could hold out for a week just with potions!"

As the seniors joined forces and chanted spells, changes immediately appeared.

The kitchen club mages were horrified to notice changes happening in the potions in the warehouse and in the bottles at their waists.

The precious potions were rotting or corroding.

"Turn them into lead for now! We can change them back later!"

"Yes!"

"Puha, if you want to show off your strength so badly, I'll oblige! Let's-settle-this-with-strength!"

The seniors faced Falcrius head-on without avoiding him as he came running, emitting a rainbow-colored aura due to the effects of various potions.

"Fine, come on! Falcrius."

"The winner gets the application form!"

As one of the seniors half-melted into the ground, trying to transform into a giant rock monster, Perse seemed to think this wouldn't do and shouted to the juniors.

"Let's disperse for today! Other clubs not present here will come separately to explain within this week anyway!"

"Understood!"

"By any chance, don't you want to join the ball game club for now?"

"..."

The 2nd year students threw contemptuous glances at Perse, who casually asked a question while they were evacuating.

Perse, seeming a bit embarrassed, averted his gaze and answered.

"I asked because you might be interested in ball games."

  *

-Caution when entering 7th floor for a while, club war ongoing.

ㄴWhich clubs?

ㄴI heard it's the official clubs.

ㄴWhat's this? Did their funding get cut or something?

"..."

"..."

The friends who were reading the notices on the bulletin board comforted Yi-Han.

"Don't be too distressed, Wardanaz."

"That's right. Let's think positively. The seniors might give up on you while fighting."

"!"

Although Yi-Han hadn't expected much from his friends' comfort, this one was a bit enticing.

"That might be possible."

"Does that make sense?"

Gainando tilted his head.

Even if ten people fought over one chocolate cake, even if they got tired of fighting each other, they would compromise and share it, not give up on the cake itself.

"Shut him up."

"Mmph...! Why! What did I say wrong!"

The friends firmly covered Gainando's mouth, afraid Yi-Han might hear.

"Then see you later, Wardanaz. I have to leave now to attend a lecture."

"What lecture?"

"<Research on the Most Comfortable Posture During Rest>."

"...Didn't they say that lecture hasn't existed for 10 years?"

"It might have come back this year!"

"Hmm... I see."

Yi-Han couldn't say anything more to his friend's hopeful expression.

There were indeed cases where lectures were revived when professors who had gone missing in the school returned.

'I should move too.'

Originally, the first week was for club introductions, but that didn't mean there were no lectures.

Especially from 2nd year on, as the range of lectures one could choose expanded, it was also the student's responsibility to check if the lectures actually existed.

'The lecture...'

Yi-Han checked his lecture schedule.

Since it was based on the schedule (arbitrarily) made by Yukbeltire and the professors, he didn't think there would be many non-existent lectures.

'What's this?'

Yi-Han was puzzled when he found a difference while scanning the lecture list.

There was a lecture that wasn't in the mandatory schedule made by the professors, but was in the schedule recommended by Yukbeltire.

Understanding Very Difficult and Abstruse Arcane Magic (Those without confidence, do not come)

"...?"

Other friends might not agree, but Yi-Han could choose lectures too.

There were tiny gaps left even in the packed mandatory schedule the professors had made.

Yukbeltire's lecture schedule kindly filled in those gaps with recommendations, but anyway, the fact that Yi-Han could choose was true.

But to recommend such a lecture for that precious space.

'Hmm. Senior Direth did say that artifact was really amazing...'

Yi-Han remembered Direth praising Yukbeltire's Calendarium.

She said students from other towers would risk ambushes and attacks to get that lecture schedule artifact.

If such an artifact recommended this lecture, there must be a reason.

Then it would be right to just follow the recommendation, but...

'...The lecture name is too strange though?'

It was a lecture title that seemed to say 'if you come to listen even after seeing this name, it's your own fault'.

Yi-Han, who had the experience of his life going awry after trying to get away with one last year, was even more cautious.

"...Let's go carefully."

As he couldn't completely ignore the recommendation, Yi-Han moved his feet.

If he opened the door and Professor Bagrak was there, he planned to retreat immediately.

Creak-

Yi-Han paused at the sight of the corner classroom on the 3rd floor that looked like no one had entered for over ten years when he opened the door.

'It's not Professor Bagrak.'

Professor Bagrak was someone who would stand in the center like a statue from the start.

Compared to that, this place didn't feel like it had any trace of people at all.

Yi-Han felt a bit relieved, dusted off a chair, and sat down.

A moment later.

'...Is no one coming?'

Yi-Han was slightly flustered.

He had thought that even if not from the same year, at least one 3rd or 4th year senior would come.

Why would such an unpopular lecture that no one would choose be recommended?

Just as Yi-Han was thinking he should wait a little longer and leave, the door opened.

Creak-

Professor Garcia peeked her head through the open door.

Then, thinking there was no one, she was about to turn back but paused.

"Ah. Student Yi-Han?"

"Hello, Professor."

"Did you perhaps come to the wrong classroom?"

"Uh..."

At Professor Garcia's question, Yi-Han checked again just in case.

"Understanding Very Difficult and Abstruse Arcane Magic. Those without confidence, do not come. Isn't this it?"

"...Did student Yi-Han come out of curiosity after hearing such a lecture title?!"

Professor Garcia looked at Yi-Han as if she couldn't believe it.

She hadn't believed the skull principal's slander, but at this point, the hypothesis that 'student Yi-Han deliberately chooses difficult and hard lectures' was gaining strength.

Why on earth would he try to take a lecture with such a title?

"A senior recommended it."

"What son of a... Ah. The Calendarium?"

Professor Garcia belatedly recalled the Blue Dragon Tower artifact.

The Blue Dragon Tower's treasure that helped choose lectures much more efficiently while students from other towers wasted several times more time.

"That's right. You knew about it?"

"Well, student Yukbeltire is famous... But, the Calendarium recommended this lecture?"

"Yes."

"..."

Professor Garcia made an expression full of anguish, as if she couldn't decide what to say.

"Professor?"

"Hmm... Ah... Really... Why on earth did it recommend this?"

The professor sighed deeply and fully opened the door to enter.

Then she continued her explanation.

"First of all, I'm in charge of this lecture, student Yi-Han."

"!"

Yi-Han was surprised.

It was surprising that Professor Garcia was in charge of this lecture, but more than that...

"No. Did you choose such a lecture title, Professor?!"

"There were circumstances!"

Professor Garcia answered, her face slightly reddening as if she was embarrassed too.

"The lecture content is quite difficult. I made it like this hoping students wouldn't listen unnecessarily."

"Professor...!"

Yi-Han understood Professor Garcia's words and was greatly moved.

It was clear that the evil skull principal had forcibly instructed, "Khe-he-he, Professor Garcia, you must torment the students, so open the following lecture!"

Although she had to open the lecture inevitably, Professor Garcia, who didn't want to torment students unnecessarily, had decided on a title that absolutely no one would listen to.

'Truly moving.'

It was a touching story, except for the fact that Yi-Han himself had come to listen to that lecture.

"What kind of magic is it?"

"Time magic."

"Ah."

"Student Yi-Han, were you interested in time magic?"

As Yi-Han showed an unexpected reaction, Professor Garcia threw a curious gaze.

It was as if Yi-Han himself seemed to have something that came to mind about time magic.

"During the break, this kind of clock..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Professor Garcia quickly snatched the pocket watch from Yi-Han's hand and threw it at the wall.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the pocket watch made a hole in the wall and flew into the corridor.