Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Chapter 029

Why… It’s not the church, but the church ‘s’?

Headmaster Skeleton felt something strange and asked.

Of course, he could have listened to the pros and cons of various denominations and tried to choose one of them.

By the way…

Strangely enough, that wasn’t what the Wardanaz boy just said, of course, but it sounded like this.

‘I want to join several denominations. Please choose the best denominations.’

Headmaster Skeleton thought he must have heard it wrong.

“Uh… isn’t it wrong to believe in multiple gods?”

‘Such a madman!’

Headmaster Skeleton admired the freshman after a long absence.

Of course, there were people in the Empire who sincerely believed in multiple gods. Like believing in the god of love and the god of wisdom.

But now, that boy from the Wardanaj family was never going to believe in God.

Doesn’t the ulterior motive to rip it off enough to rip it off from various denominations seems so confident!

It was so bold that I rather liked it.

Of course, many denominations don’t think so… but

that’s true. And I asked very well. It’s not wrong to believe in multiple gods. But sometimes there are denominations that act triflingly with such things.

“you’re right.”

Lee Han quickly agreed.

As the principal thought, Lee Han’s purpose was simple and clear.

‘Let’s join all the denominations that can join.’

Come to think of it, if you can get various items by going and signing up, there was no reason not to.

It was beneficial to join all the churches except for the ones that do not allow overlapping membership.

First of all, I recommend the Freezinga Church. A god who sacrifices himself to support the world. The people of the church are kind and will welcome you.

“Prisinga… Cult.”

Han Lee took notes.

Will the Church of Calasso be next? He is a mischievous god who loves chaos and change. I will treat you well regardless of whether you believe in another god or not.

“Calasso… Cult.”

Finally, I also recommend the Cult of Caporeo. He is the god of swordsmanship and swordsman, so even an eccentric like you will be welcomed.

“The Caporeo Church…”

Lee Han, who was taking notes, hesitated.

Did you know that Lee Han was taking swordsmanship lessons?

‘no. This is kind of scary.’

It’s a trivial thing, but I didn’t think it was too much of an interest.

I’ve never been good at receiving a lot of attention from professors, especially from crazy professors…

It’s good to learn swordsmanship, but don’t forget magic. After all, the only truly great science is magic.

“I will keep that in mind.”

Lee Han bowed his head in a very polite manner.

Of course, inside, I was listening through one ear and letting it out through the other.

For Lee Han, magic was a means of success, not a goal.

hmm. okay. okay.

Headmaster Skeleton nodded in satisfaction at the answer.

At first, I was taken aback when someone from the Wardanaz family talked about joining the Order, but seeing it this way, I was excited.

‘Truly not a normal guy.’

The ability to sense the enormous amount of mana or mana was incidental.

The patience to do anything to get what you want.

It was very interesting to see that he showed such patience even though he was a freshman from a great family called the Wodanaz family.

‘Looks forward to the future.’

Then I’ll have to go see the guys locked up in the corporal punishment room for a while. Good luck. Wodanaz.

“thank you. … hmm?”

Lee Han realized that something was strange.

Where did you lock someone up?

However, the Headmaster Skeleton was already flying far away.

* * *

I wondered how many of the White Tiger Tower students were locked up in the corporal punishment room, but Lee Han decided to visit the denominations first.

“Where are you going?”

Yoner returned with a basket in his hand and asked curiously.

“The Freesinga Church…”

“Ah. Prisinga Church. I’ve always been interested…”

“… and the Church of Calasso.”

“??”

“And about the Caporeo Church? hmm. I don’t know if it’s all going to turn today. If it’s too explicit, it’ll be a bit, so let’s change it one by one every week.”

“……”

Rather than ask what happened, Yoner decided to just accept it.

ah. Lee Han just wants to believe in three gods!

“ruler. take this.”

Yoner took a sandwich from the basket and held it out.

It was a sandwich filled with ingredients such as boiled and chopped ham, tomato, lettuce, and eggs between white bread.

It was food that if you threw one to the starving freshmen, they would kill each other to steal it.

“Thank you. hmm. How much?”

“…Just giving…”

“What? really? why? For what purpose?”

“I’m not going to say anything… but do you know that you’re really unusual? It’s because I’m grateful for the hard work yesterday. ruler. Eat quickly.”

Yihan nodded and accepted Yoner’s words. I was still hungry.

While eagerly chewing on the sandwich, Yoner pours himself a cold apple juice and hands it to Yihan.

Gulp-

“But where did you get this from?”

“Don’t you usually ask that first? I got it from the Flemain Church. Our family has been close with the Flemain Church since before.”

Flement, God of Alchemy.

The priests of this church were all excellent alchemists.

Yoner’s family, the Maikin family, had generously supported the Flemain Church from before.

Thanks to this, the priests of the Flemain Church recognized Yoner and put various things to eat in a basket.

‘no. What did the Wodanaz family do without sponsoring other denominations?’

Lee Han admired the wisdom of the Meikin family.

Don’t you get something in return for supporting me in this way?

“…is it a bit like that?”

“what?”

When Yoner hesitated, Lee Han was puzzled.

Are you referring to the combination of a sandwich and apple juice?

“Sponsoring the Flemain Church. I believe in Flement too…”

As if Guinando had been punched for saying ‘Is alchemy magic?’

If you say that you support or believe in the Flemain Church, there will be people who say, ‘What kind of church do you support such a church without dignity because you are like an empire’s great family?’

Of course, Lee Han didn’t care at all.

“Can you sponsor me?”

“…yes?”

Yoner’s face brightened. Yoner smiled and poured more apple juice.

“Drink more.”

“huh? There’s still…”

Yoner thought.

I thought it might be difficult to adapt to the Blue Dragon Tower because of my unique personality, but now that the boy in front of me is there, it won’t be as difficult as I thought.

* * *

“Me. I came because I wanted to hear about Mr. Freesinga.”

“!”

As Lee Han approached, the priests raised their heads and were delighted.

“welcome! brother! You came because you wanted to hear about Mr. Freesinga. welcome!”

“yes. I had heard various stories about Prisinga from before, and I had respect for such a great person.”

Lee Han said while hiding his true feelings.

Graduate students should know how to bow their heads with a respectful expression on the outside, even if they complain a lot on the inside.

Lee Han had an unrivaled ability to maintain facial expressions in this area.

Naturally, the priests fell in love with Lee Han’s attitude.

Just looking at it, I could never have imagined that a boy like a nobleman from a great family would come to visit me like this.

“ruler! Come in! Tilling. Can you help me?”

“Ji… I’m on my way.”

“!”

Lee Han was surprised. It was because the appearance of the student called by the priests was quite unfamiliar.

A two-pronged horn rising from the forehead with dark red aura on the skin. Sparks seemed to flicker and then disappear in the eyes that seemed to be timidly avoiding them.

‘Demon hybrid!’

It was the rarest of the mixed races. I’ve only heard of Lee Han, but it was the first time I’ve actually seen it.

If one of the ancestors or ancestors made a pact with the devil, then among their descendants, beings who are affected in this way will sometimes cross generations.

Unsurprisingly, most people felt uneasy about this race. Perhaps because of that, the half-demon girl’s every movement seemed timid and cautious.

“Hey Tijeeling is the same freshman. It belongs to the < Eternal Burning Tower of the Phoenix >.”

The priests spoke proudly.

Although they were students of the Tower of the Phoenix, who rarely interacted with other Tower students, when the priests of the Order came to them, they came forward to help.

“It is very touching. I would never have thought that a friend who believed in Prisinga would be here too. It is also Mr. Prisinga.”

“Brother!”

The priests seemed very happy despite Lee Han’s crude compliment.

‘But…’

Lee Han, who entered the tent, looked around.

Two things are most important when joining a church.

What do you get by joining the church?

And what to do if you join the church.

Wouldn’t it be rather uncomfortable if you joined a strange church and had to whip yourself every time you attended a meeting?

‘Maybe it’s because it’s a church tent, so it’s frugal.’

The inside of the tent was desolate. There were a few benches, and on the altar in front was a sign that looked like the symbol of the Freezing family.

If it were ordinary, it could be said to be normal, but Lee Han had one sense of incongruity.

‘Aren’t there too many artifacts here?’

There were many items in the tent that felt strangely magical.

Enchanted item artifacts were quite expensive and rare even if they were trivial.

But to think that such artifacts are swarming in the tent.

The priests don’t even look particularly extravagant…

‘I’m sure Prisinga is a god who sacrifices herself to support the world, right? Are you a newcomer who has something to do with artifact production?’

Jerk, Jeop, Jeop.

A short, skinny priest came over to explain to Lee Han.

“…?”

Surprisingly, each step the priest took left a very deep footprint on the ground. Lee Han’s eyes widened.

“ah. Are you surprised? brother?”

The priest smiled and opened his mouth, perhaps realizing that Lee Han was surprised.

“No surprises. It’s because of the artifact I’m wearing. This is a cursed artifact. brother Instead of increasing the weight several times, it has the effect of increasing the usable divine power.”

“ah. Did you accidentally wear it while exploring a dungeon or going on an adventure?”

“That’s not it, I wore it to honor Mr. Freesinga.”

“??”

“Prisinga is the one who sacrifices herself to support the world. Shouldn’t we sacrifice as much as we do? brother The curse of the world diminishes with each cursed artifact we kick.”

Prisinga Church.

To honor the cursed god who had to carry the world forever, the priests themselves wore cursed artifacts.

Their holy magic did not remove the curse contained in the artifact like other holy magic.

Instead, it had the extreme effect of strengthening both performance and curse.

The blood began to drain from Lee Han’s face as he slowly realized the truth.

Lee Han regretted it.

‘I’m out of my mind. Listening to the principal.’

I believed it for a moment because of the atmosphere of the warm conversation with the principal, but the madness emanating from the church was not normal.

A church that deliberately wears cursed artifacts.

“…it seems that you don’t like it either.”

The priest was no ordinary person.

Despite Lee Han managing his expression, he keenly noticed that he felt uneasy.

“no. I’m so happy…”

“No. brother The path of devotion for Prisinga is actually a difficult and arduous path. If you change your mind even now, it’s okay not to walk. I understand.”

The priest said with a sad smile.

Although Lee Han was sorry, he checked the location of the exit with a sidelong glance. Because the opponent could change and catch it at any time.

“I was going to give this cursed belt as a welcome to the new brother… Everyone left after hearing the detailed explanation. Well, it’s a natural thing. A belt with a curse that absorbs mana. Which brother would like it?”

“…Wait. How does that work?”