Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy

Chapter 586

-No!-

"Is it not?"

Even at the skull principal's serious expression, Professor Parsellet did not easily agree.

Just as students who attended Einroguard for a long time became skilled, professors who attended Einroguard for a long time also became skilled.

One of the signs was not easily trusting the principal's words.

-...I'm trying to find new students as well while visiting the capital with that Wardanaz kid.-

"Aha!"

Professor Parsellet immediately understood the skull principal's meaning.

The mana possessed by the boy from the Wardanaz family could sufficiently substitute the mana drawn from Einroguard's mana.

But…

"Is that okay?"

-It won't be much of a problem.-

'Isn't that a different issue?'

Of course, she understood that there wouldn't be much of a problem even if the boy from the Wardanaz family used his mana like that because he had too much, but as the empire's top magic academy, they had to be mindful of how they were perceived from the outside.

-Of course, don't go around talking about it.-

"Principal..."

Professor Parsellet looked at the skull principal, but it was of no use.

If he was someone who would be swayed by a professor's gaze, he couldn't have become the principal of Einroguard in the first place.

-Why are you looking at me? Do you have more to say?-

"No. Please take good care of the new students."

-That's what I should be saying to the new students.-

The skull principal grumbled.

He already felt a sense of annoyance coming.

Although it was commonly thought that since the opportunity to be invited to the glorious empire's top magic academy was rare, all new students would come running on their own feet, in fact, there were quite a few new students who unexpectedly didn't want to come.

From students from high noble families of the empire who wanted to learn separately with their own tutors or magic towers, to students considering other magic academies.

Still, this was fine.

Because the students weren't uninterested in magic.

Through conversation, if gently persuaded, most of them would agree, thinking, 'Ah, Einroguard is the best after all.'

More difficult cases were students who were in an environment that hindered their interest in magic, or more precisely, hindered their desire to pursue magic.

-No, does it make sense to send our family's slave to Einroguard?-

-Ha! This kid is currently a member of the Guild. Do you know how much money he earns through begging to be able to send him to school?-

In the case of students from such backgrounds as slaves or criminals, they were not willing to easily send them.

Then, even the skull principal's words gradually became rough.

-Still, it's an honorable thing, and we'll pay the price, so…-

-No. Pay ten times the amount.-

-You damn newborn blood clot, how dare you babble about negotiation in front of me, the Emperor's Mage Advisor and the Guardian of the Magic Barrier? I will exterminate your short bloodline and turn your family into powder, leaving not even a single pebble! Now, what will you pay for the price of your family? Speak up!-

After having such conversations, he would be scolded by the Emperor and criticized by the imperial bureaucrats…

Anyway, bringing new students was a difficult task.

In fact, that was also one of the reasons for taking that Wardanaz kid.

"Indeed. You intend to have him assist when fighting criminals."

-Yeah... No! What are you talking about? I'm talking about persuading the citizens of the empire, not criminals!-

The skull principal, who was about to agree without thinking, was dumbfounded.

What he expected from Wardanaz was his unique sociability.

The sociability to quickly become friendly not only with noble families but also with various classes.

This was an ability that even the seniors at Einroguard had a hard time imitating.

If he took Wardanaz with him, it would be a bit easier to persuade, and the skull principal himself might not lose his temper as much, so that was the reason, not to have him assist in fighting.

If he wanted to have someone assist in fighting, he would have taken Professor Garcia!

"What? Not Professor Bagrak?"

-Yeah. Professor Bagrak. Didn't I say Professor Bagrak?-

"You said Professor Garcia."

-You must have misheard. Professor Krair. Are you the principal? Am I the principal? Did the principal make a slip of the tongue, or did the professor mishear?-

'He's really like an abusive grand mage.'

Professor Parsellet cursed the skull principal who appealed to authority by changing his way of speaking when it was disadvantageous to him.

However, such arguments were always unfavorable to the person in the lower position. The professor endured her anger, recalling this year's divination magic school budget.

"Since you're here, could you check this? It's the final exam for the new students."

-The final exam for new students shouldn't be much of a problem.-

The skull principal was well aware of the dangers of divination magic.

When counting the number of students whose condition worsened among the higher grades, it was always ranked high.

But for a new student exam, it wouldn't be that dangerous. The skull principal nodded, looking at the strange accessories and talismans spread out on the table.

-Is it for warding off evil?-

Divination mages who most directly received the price for foreseeing the future.

Mages thoroughly studied ways to avoid that price.

Dividing and receiving, receiving on behalf, making the results of divination ambiguous to reduce the risk itself…

One of them was such evil-warding accessories.

Accessories closely connected to the future not only showed the results of divination but also served as armor that took the price on their behalf.

Unlike other artifacts, these accessories had to be even more detailed and precise because if there was even a slight error, the price of divination would immediately flow to the mage.

-It doesn't seem to be a problem. Hmm…-

"Then that's a relief."

-Ah. Should I have that Wardanaz kid make an evil-warding accessory with this?-

The skull principal, remembering it, summoned bones from his realm storage.

Professor Parsellet frowned at the material that anyone could see was ominous and exuding powerful mana.

There was no reason to use such a fierce material for the 1st-year final exam.

-Don't look at me like that. There's a meaning to everything.-

"Principal. Although I respect you, I can also send a letter to His Majesty the Emperor..."

'This abusive professor.'

The skull principal cursed Professor Parsellet inwardly.

-That kid needs to use this much. The intensity of the divination magic is considerable.-

"Then... is that so? Can't we just use weak divination magic..."

At Professor Parsellet's words, the other personalities of the professor who were quietly listening began to refute.

-Th-then, there will be fewer disciples than the dark magic school…-

-There's an extraordinary path for geniuses!!-

As they were being annoying inside and out, Professor Parsellet, who was gradually getting fed up, sighed and said.

"Still, he has to choose for himself. He won't want to make it more difficult only for himself."

-I asked, and he said he wants to make it more difficult. Is that okay?-

"Is that so?"

-What did I say…-

Professor Parsellet suppressed the other personality for a moment and nodded.

If he agreed himself…

"I understand."

-Kuk kuk kuk.-

"Did you just laugh?"

-Professor Krair. It seems your ears are a bit bad these days.-

***

After leaving his personal room, Yi-Han realized that sleep was more important than he thought.

"Maybe... I became weird because I slept too little."

"..."

Priestess Tijiling looked at Yi-Han with a gaze of shock as if looking at the most reckless person in the world.

He calls that words?

"I should have been satisfied with just getting perfect scores, but I don't know why I was so stubborn. Haha."

"..."

Priestess Tijiling silently poured tea into the teacup in front of Yi-Han without saying a word.

"But the transformation magic exam... Uhmph. Uuhmph."

Priestess Tijiling silently stuffed chocolate into Yi-Han's mouth without saying a word. Yi-Han drank tea while mumbling.

"I wonder how the transformation magic exam is going uuhmph."

Priestess Tijiling silently…

"Ah. Mr. Wardanaz. You're awake. Let's go together!"

Priestess Siana, who was planning a way to conquer the 3rd floor Jade Forest Lecture Hall with other students in the area next to the lounge, was delighted to see that Yi-Han had woken up.

Because he was always a reliable force in such matters.

"Uhmph uuhmph."

"I'm glad you're coming with... Ah. Why, Priestess Tijiling?"

"It's nothing."

Priestess Tijiling, who was about to glare, sighed softly and said.

"Well, everyone... is there a need to conquer the lecture hall like that before the exam?"

Priestess Tijiling wondered if they really had to actively solve the abnormality of the lecture hall before the exam like this.

Can't they wait a bit more and see the situation?

Moreover, if it was someone who was taking all the exams of other schools, couldn't they leave it to others a bit more??

"What if it's a coincidence or the professor made a mistake?"

"Nah. It's probably the professor's trap."

"Right. It must be the professor's trap."

"I also think it's the professor's trap..."

"!?"

Tijiling was startled by the reaction shown not by other tower students but by Immortal Phoenix Tower students.

She thought that if they were usually priests, they would respect the professor and answer, 'It could be that the professor made a mistake.'

As if they were influenced by someone, the priests very actively doubted the professor.

"No. That's strange."

Yi-Han also seemed to feel that and was amazed. Tijiling looked at Yi-Han with wide eyes.

"You felt it?"

"Yeah. This must be... because the professors' evil deeds have gone too far."

"..."

"Even the pure priests are doubting the professors like this. How much did they deceive them to be like this?"

"..."

"Right? Priestess Tijiling?"

"...Yes..."

Tijiling gave up and sighed.

In fact, it wasn't entirely bad that the priests changed like this.

Originally, this vast new student lounge would have been filled with a quiet stillness, but since Yi-Han came, it became lively with everyone talking to each other (some fighting over faith).

"Now. Let's go and get rid of the professor's plot!"

"Yaaay!"

"In the name of Flameng!"

"In the name of Agltakwa!"

***

The stablekeeper, whose eyes were covered with bandages, couldn't see, but he was an object of fear for Einroguard students.

The footsteps that were heard when secretly raiding the kitchen and warehouse in the middle of the night.

Once caught by those footsteps, escape was nearly impossible.

The stablekeeper, who was such an object of fear, was now standing in front of the Jade Forest Lecture Hall with a very displeased look.

The forest spirit in charge of the skull principal's forests apologized very apologetically.

-I'm... sorry…-

From the perspective of the forest keeper who managed the skull principal's forests located within the Einroguard main building, it was an unfortunate mistake that the front of the Jade Forest Lecture Hall had turned into a jungle.

In the process of bringing in a few plant species instructed by the skull principal from outside, he accidentally spilled the seeds.

The seeds spilled in other areas were retrieved before problems arose, but some areas eventually turned into jungles…

And this place was one of them.

The stablekeeper, whose patrol route was ruined, showed a very dissatisfied look and signaled to resolve it quickly.

The forest keeper apologized and apologized, and was barely able to send the stablekeeper back.

-What's wrong... with a jungle…-

After the stablekeeper left, the ginkgo spirit grumbled inaudibly.

Of course, they might get a little lost, but isn't it much more beautiful than a normal main building corridor?

As the ginkgo spirit was pondering how to clear this jungle, the sound of new footsteps reached his ears.

It was the 1st-year students.

'I have to send them back...'

The forest keeper, who was about to set up trees in front to turn the freshmen back, belatedly recognized Yi-Han's face.

It was definitely the disciple of the master that other stablekeepers and spire keepers often talked about.

-Did you come... to help...?-

The students were startled by the sudden appearance of the ginkgo spirit.

Yi-Han, who tried to hide behind himself but fell over the priests, carefully asked while helping them up.

"May I ask your name...?"

-I'm... the forest keeper... More importantly... did you come to help...?-

Yi-Han quickly spun his mind.

The most appropriate answer when caught trespassing?

"Yes!"

-As expected...! I've heard about you often...!-

"...?"

Yi-Han felt a bit ominous when the other party seemed to know him.

Why did he feel like he made a mistake?

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