Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Episode 838

Fortunately, this time I wasn’t dragged by Saratan, but just fell down.

Lee Han, who fell backwards, asked in a voice filled with despair,

“Did you really carry Gainando?”

“To be exact… I supported him.”

“Lee Han!”

Gainando, who was freed from Lagesa’s magic, approached without knowing the situation.

“I captured Lady Lagessa!”

“?”

“??”

The friends were puzzled by the strategic purpose, hearing it for the first time, but Lee Han nodded calmly.

“Right.”

Perfect!

“evil!”

“Hey, you bastard. I kept talking about the prophecy. What if you just touch me when I’m down?”

“… But… it was a non-emergency situation! I didn’t know that the White Tiger Tower guys might kidnap you and steal you away!”

-Why are there all these bastards??

-Hey, you crazy prince! What are we going to do by kidnapping Wardanaz?

-But wouldn’t it be nice if I kidnapped you? From meals to magic lectures…

-Shut up.

Ignoring the White Tiger Tower students protesting behind him, Gai Nando did his best to slander.

Perfect!

“Even if we work together, it’s not enough, so you’re talking nonsense!”

“Ah… no… they all did it together…” The

Blue Dragon Tower students who brought Lee Han with them quickly averted their gaze.

Aden Arth was alone and fidgeted, not knowing what to do.

I made the same mistake as Guy Nando, but it hurt me even more because I was alone and didn’t listen to anything.

“That’s right… that’s right! Aden Arth was there too! I’m sure my bad luck has doubled because of him!”

‘He’s my friend, but he’s really trash.’

The Blue Dragon Tower students were amazed. How could you hurt another friend in that situation?

“I’m sorry, Wardanaaz.”

Perfect!

“You should have stopped me! You were the one next to me who heard the most about the prophecy!”

When I hit it with the new cane, it made a much more cheerful sound than before.

Lee Han, who relieved his anger with honey three times, sighed heavily.

“That’s it. What should I do now?”

‘Ssi… I’ll do that before I hit him…’

Gainando grumbled inwardly.

If you’re going to vent your anger, what’s the point if you do it before hitting?

“It was an action to avoid the prophecy, so breaking it won’t bring double the bad luck. It may have already ended.”

Tigiling spoke to comfort Lee Han.

In order to avoid bad luck, he had to avoid contact with the royal family. As long as he suffered bad luck by coming in contact with the royal family, it was already over. No matter how many times I came into contact with the royal family, my misfortune would not be doubled.

Siana, who was listening from the side, tilted her head and asked.

“I don’t listen to foresight magic, but some bad luck is like a shower that can be stopped once and it’s over, but isn’t there some bad luck that sticks around like a dark cloud? In the case of such bad luck, it seems like more bad luck will keep coming every time the prophecy is violated like that.”

“…Thank you for the good point…”

Tigiling, who was trying to comfort Lee Han by cleverly misleading him about the truth, became sullen.

Lee Han also became sullen. Sianna, who only then realized that she had made a mistake, was embarrassed.

“Oh no! All my bad luck could have ended!”

“It may not be over. I met the Demon Archduke and the Spirit King, so um… I might meet a dimensional monster next.”

“But the Spirit King was kind!”

“Priest Shiana. I wasn’t talking about King Gwangmok.”

“??”

Lee Han sighed lightly again and stood up.

I didn’t know if the bad luck was over or if it wasn’t over yet and more people would come in contact, but I had to prepare to get out.

Since it was a dimension that King Gwangmok had promised and opened, almost no time would have passed outside, but I did not know what would happen if the originally set time was exceeded.

Starting with a sudden acceleration of time, in the worst case, the portal itself may disappear.

“Everyone, let’s leave quickly. Wait a minute, Lagesa. Your magical energy flow is strange. Have you been drinking?”

“It’s a long story, kid.”

* * *

Professor Ingalldel was sitting with Caton, a fifth-year student at White Tiger Tower, reading a pile of reports.

“You don’t need to help me. Refine your own swordsmanship.”

“It’s okay. I’ll help you and practice.”

Caton of the Jahan family was quite famous among the imperial prosecutors even though he was still a student.

It was widely rumored that he was a genius who would succeed Ziklin of the Moradi family.

Professor Ingalldell knew this and was quite interested in Caton.

‘Regretful.’

Even if Caton, a school with 0 schools, tried to help the professor with his work, there wasn’t much he could do.

Although Principal Skull was helping Professor Ingertel with his work as much as he was begging him to do something while losing his temper, Professor Ingeltel had a strong desire for Catton to just focus on swordsmanship.

Isn’t it the sword that speaks to the value of a prosecutor, not various chores?

“Sigh!”

After finishing sorting the documents, Caton swung his sword at his side. As more than a dozen sword lights flashed, buds bloomed in front of me.

“Haha! I did it! Professor! Did you see? If I practice just 10,000 more times, I might be able to make a mother tree!”

“……”

Professor Ingalldell watched Caton with a very complicated expression.

Originally, Professor Ingalldell’s policy was that each student had his or her own sword skills and that he would help him learn the sword skills but not change his direction arbitrarily

…

but every time he saw Caton doing it, he thought, ‘Why not just concentrate on sword skills? The words ‘?’ rose up in my throat.

Professor Ingeltel sighed inwardly and held back.

Don’t you know that you can grow much faster if you focus purely on swordsmanship?

It’s a blessing to have your talents and aspirations aligned, but you don’t have to follow your talents if they don’t.

Caton had the right to go down that path if he wanted to.

…even if it’s heartbreaking to watch.

‘I guess I should read the students’ reports.’

Professor Ingalldell shook his head slightly and grabbed the reports submitted by the students.

There were many times when it felt awkward to read these reports instead of the sword, but this was also something that had to be done as a teacher.

‘Now that I think about it…’

Professor Ingerdel felt puzzled.

The students submitted it much faster than expected, and all of them submitted it.

‘Did they all move together?’

A line was drawn around the mouth of the elf professor full of scars.

Personally, nothing makes me happier than seeing students working together.

Although the second-year students were at loggerheads with each other, they showed unity whenever they faced a crisis.

Professor Ingalldell was happy, thinking that he had chosen the paper test well.

‘I guess I’ll have to take the test like this next time.’

Professor Ingalldel, who was picking up the reports one by one and checking the names, paused.

“…??”

hello. Professor Ingalldel. I don’t listen to the lectures, but I’m leaving this because I feel it’s unfair that I went through so much trouble. If there is anyone who writes worse than me (white tiger), I would appreciate it if you could let me know. -Surprisingly

to Gainan,

among other top students who did not attend lectures, there was also someone who submitted a report.

Professor Ingalldel confirmed the name as if it were absurd. There was not just one person, but about five or six people.

‘…How many people went?’

I was embarrassed because I wondered if all the second graders had gone.

Professor Ingalldell found Wodanaz’s name. In this case, it was appropriate to look at the report of the most trusted student first.

Five days with the admiral of the Southern Privateer Fleet, King Gwangmok, Prideful Spirit Suppressor, King Tujeonseungmok.

-Ihan Wardanaz

“……”

Professor Ingaldel pondered whether or not to give such assignments to the boys of the Wardanaz family for a while from now on.

* * *

“Senior. Could you please look at the shape of this cane?”

“It’s so classic.”

Yukveltire showed a rare expression of disapproval when he saw the tree branch that Lee Han had brought.

This was really a cane style that had been used in the past.

“Are there any downsides other than that?”

“The classical style is the classical style for a reason. Of course there is a reason. By the way, I am the junior of the Wardanaz family.”

Yukveltire paused for a moment and stared at Ihan with his blue eyes.

“It seems like the distance is different from usual.”

“Oh. Is that so?”

Lee Han spoke in surprise from the other side of the classroom. Because he was speaking with so much magical energy, it sounded loud even though he was speaking from a distance.

Yukveltire stretched out his finger as if asking what he was doing.

“Come here and let’s talk.”

“No, sir. It’s because I have an infectious disease.”

“Pandemic?”

“Yes, black magic schools are prone to infectious diseases.”

“Well, Delet was like that too.”

Yukveltire nodded.

Lee Han, who brought whatever he could to avoid contact, suddenly became sad.

“That’s interesting.”

“You mean I have a contagious disease?”

“Yes. What kind of infectious disease did you catch?”

I wasn’t originally very interested in healing magic or alchemy, but I was curious if it was an infectious disease that even juniors with so much magical power could contract.

What kind of magical disease is it that has penetrated through that magical power?”

“Uh… it’s roughly like a disease created by the combined efforts of Arrogance and King Gwangmok.”

“Really? Show me a little.”

As Yukveltyre approached, Lee Han hurriedly retreated. He even set up a telekinetic barrier around him.

“A junior from the Wardanaz family. If you’re worried about spreading a disease, there’s no need to worry. Because I’m wearing a defense artifact.”

“Indeed. But this disease breaks through even that.”

“I’m even more curious. Show me.”

“Wait a minute. Please tell me first if there are any cons of the cane. Why did you recommend putting the tree branch I mentioned last time into a wick and surrounding it with a black magnet?

Yukbeltire was curious about the disease that King Pride and King Gwangmok had combined their efforts to cause, but he held back and explained it first.

“Because it’s the most efficient.”

“Now are you saying this isn’t efficient?”

“That form is specialized for ancient magic. So it’s classic. There’s no need to incur any losses when using the current imperial magic.”

“……”

Lee Han’s face hardened when he realized what he was talking about.

‘Is this black book bastard?’

Even so, it’s true that students learning magic these days need to adapt it to today’s style. What can you do if you give them an old-style wand just because it’s an old magic book?

He was a very shameless guy.

“You can’t change the shape of this, right? Especially if there’s something like the Spirit King sealed inside?”

Yukveltire stared in silence instead of answering.

Lee Han was able to read the meaning of ‘Are you really Direth’s junior to ask such a stupid question?’

“understand.”

“Okay. Then now, the epidemic…”

“Then, I’ll see you next time I insert the black magnet. Goodbye, senior!”

Lee Han quickly opened the classroom door and ran out. I heard something calling from inside, but I ignored it and pretended not to hear it.

I got the tree branch. It’s natural.

“…Master. Do you know that there is a word for ‘good job’?”

Seeing his crazy alter ego showing up and praising him even though he wasn’t called, Lee Han asked cautiously.

The crazy clone sneered.

I also know the word ‘same’. A thousand things. Don’t try to take things for granted.

“……”

Lee Han was not a person who was thirsty for praise, but when he escaped safely from King Gwangmok – 〉Pride Mangong – 〉evil oppressor of the spirits – 〉King Tujeonseungmok, he wanted to hear at least a word of praise.

‘Am I expecting too much?’

“Yes. This happened…”

Lee

Han accused the Black Book of using his body to perform evil magic.

‘for a moment. Come to think of it, do you think your crazy clone knows what magic these are?’

If it was a magic created before separation, there was a high possibility that they would be aware of it.

“Do you know what this magic is?”

okay. Dendrobium is a tree grown by the royal family.

“…You said you grew a tree that absorbs human essence???”

…It’s magic to honor that tree. Thousand things.

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