Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Episode 783

Lee Han desperately tried to escape.

I wanted to get guidance and go through this semester’s summoning magic lectures with ease, but I didn’t want to increase the difficulty level in my spare time.

‘If it’s the relic you’re looking for, there’s no way it’s a good thing.’

Arsil was a collector of the Wardanaz family.

Collectors from other families would have laughed out loud while collecting peaceful and beautiful works of art, but collectors from the Wardanaz family collect strange objects from extraterrestrial life and enjoy the sounds of kieeeek.

‘It was like that with the things I received as gifts in the past.’

The gifts Arsil gave in the past were truly terrible.

When I first received it, I thought, ‘Is this a secret effort by the Wardanaz family to keep their newborn brother in check?’

But surprisingly, Arsil had no malicious intent. I just couldn’t guess what my younger brother, who was so different in age, liked.

However, I thought that giving evil dimensional trapezoids or strange fusion demons would be more malicious…

Fortunately, things have improved a lot recently.

It was because Arsil, who kept giving gifts to her younger brother, realized, ‘Oh, an evil dimensional scalene polyhedron or a strange fusion demon might be a bit too much of a gift for my younger brother, who is not even 100 years old.’

However, this is not a gift prepared by Arsil, but a relic he was looking for.

I might be able to catch a glimpse of Arsil’s pure madness that I had forgotten about for a while.

“I’m really fine.”

Arsil shook his head resolutely, then pointed to the scroll and said something.

Salko asked cautiously.

“What are you saying?”

“They say if you’re not going to find the relic, take the scroll. “They say they can’t take the opportunity to learn from us.”

“Wardanaz. Tell them we’re already learning enough! Obtaining guidance from others is also a wizard’s ability!”

“Brother, you are not from Einrogard, so such words would not make sense…”

A wizard from Einrogard would say, ‘I admit that stealing and taking maps is a form of learning,’ but Arsil was not from Einrogard.

Outsiders do not understand Einrogard’s aesthetics.

As expected, Arsil spoke again.

We believe that you can become a better wizard than Lord Gonadaltes.

“I think you have too much faith…” I

can’t keep up with my family brothers who are a hundred years older than me, so how can I keep up with a skeleton principal whose age is a thousand years older than me?

Lee Han pointed out the reality, but Arsil ignored it and pointed out a few places on the map again and told him to be sure to check.

“…yes. “I will try.”

As long as Arsil said this, there was nothing Lee Han could do. The butterfly spirit next to me waved its wings as if telling me to work hard.

‘He seems like an obnoxious bastard.’

Lee Han cursed at the butterfly spirit in his mind.

A high-ranking spirit who stops a person is more obnoxious than a brother who actually hits him.

Arsil smiled and encouraged Lee Han and then called his friends together. Then he started taking out gifts one by one from his old backpack.

“Gainando. “You got it last time and will give it to you next time.”

“That doesn’t make sense…! Is it because I lost the wizard card?!”

“I don’t think so.”

While Lee Han lined up his friends and interpreted his brother’s words, Arsil was talking with the spirits and thinking about what gift would be suitable.

Then, as if there was a conflict of opinion, I was having a deep conversation with the butterfly spirit and called Lee Han.

“yes. older brother. Uh… that might be a bit dangerous. “Wouldn’t the dormitory be destroyed?”

Arsil let out a faint sigh of relief, saying it was a good idea to ask his younger brother. The butterfly spirit glared at Lee Han for interfering with his choice.

-That spirit is arrogant!

“I think so too. “But I’m much stronger than you, so just think to yourself.”

Lee Han comforted the baby basilisk and called his friends.

The friends approached hesitantly in fear and awe and carefully accepted the gift Arsil had brought out.

“Thank you… thank you!”

“It’s an amulet that reduces the approach of enemies and alerts you to danger when traveling around the dimension. Instead, you should get enough moonlight every time the full moon appears.”

“This…?”

“That’s the badge of weight reduction. If you attach it to your backpack, the weight will be reduced. Instead, they believed that and said that if they put too much into it, the badge could be damaged…”

The students who received the gifts one by one were surprised to find that the gifts were more useful and useful than expected.

I was worried because I heard he was from the Wardanaz family, but he turned out to be a much kinder and kinder person than I expected.

“Wardanaz. Sorry. “I thought you were a scary person.”

“You’re scary. “He can control the spirits as he pleases.”

“but. “There’s no way he’s a bad person when he’s so loved by the spirits.”

“Didn’t you hear what I just said?”

“?!”

While Lee Han was grumbling, Aden Arth, who was standing last in line, received the gift.

Lee Han nodded as he saw Arsil gifting him a bowl that increased the amount of liquid contained within it once a day.

“You chose well. “The royal family has a large appetite, so such an artifact would suit them well.”

?

Arsil and the butterfly spirit tilted their heads.

Since he was an excellent alchemist, he gave me alchemy-related items as a gift…?

* * *

Professor Millay, who was checking the time with a pocket watch in one hand, stood up and waved his cane.

Then, the dimensional magic circles in the classroom began to work in unison and gather students.

Pot!

Just as deep dive fishermen tie a rope around their waists, wizards entering other dimensions also used this safety device.

Professor Millais slightly raised his eyebrows and was curious about the students’ reactions.

What kind of expression will he return with?

Professor Millais had been teaching students at Einrogard for quite some time, so he could roughly predict the students’ reactions.

First, there were students who showed half-fazed reactions.

This was often seen in grades where students were unable to cooperate with each other and were underprepared.

‘It’s not necessarily a bad thing.’

Summoning wizards who have once tasted harsh treatment tend to become more cautious after that. It wouldn’t have been a bad idea to teach such a lesson.

There were also students who returned after performing quite well from the beginning.

This was often seen in grades where students were lucky or well-prepared.

But even so, when I explained the remaining sections of the map and told them I would have to work on it throughout the semester, I was very discouraged.

I couldn’t help it.

Because magic is not something that ends with a momentary flash or display of wit, but is completed through consistent research and practice.

‘I think it’s the latter.’

Professor Millais spoke highly of this year’s students.

Not only did they cooperate well with each other, but they were also well prepared, so even if they fell into an unfamiliar dimension, there was a high possibility that they would survive quite well.

“…?!”

However, the students’ expressions looked distraught and confused.

At that sight, Professor Millay’s posture, who had been sitting upright, slightly shook.

“Everyone worked hard. How was the expedition?”

“It was difficult, but it paid off quite a bit.”

“We all got together and made a camp.”

“…!”

Professor Millais was again surprised by the students’ reports.

This was a high achievement that could be counted with one hand. I can’t believe we progressed to this level on the first day.

“…Well done. Everyone did better than I expected, right? “But why the expression?”

“I found frost giants who came looking for a relic.”

“Ugh… How can I deal with them…”

Professor Millay’s eyes fluttered as he saw the students sighing and talking about how to steal the frost giants’ relics.

I had no idea this school year would be so enterprising and courageous!

* * *

When a short cat student walked up with great strides, Gainando, who was lying down on the lawn of the 7th floor student village and looking through a deck of wizard cards, tilted his head.

‘Who is it? Are you a senior?’

“Good day, junior.”

Senior Cat Beast greeted with better manners than even the royal family member, Gainando. Seeing him taking off his hat and speaking politely, Gainando hurriedly tried to greet him.

“Uh… that… may the spirit of sleep welcome you!”

“That sounds like a good evening greeting…? Rather, do you know where junior Lee Han of the Wardanaz family is?”

“!”

An alarm bell rang in Guyando’s head as he desperately tried to recall proper etiquette.

A senior looking for Lee Han.

I was convinced that it would never be a good thing.

“Ian of the House of Ouadnaz? “Is this your first time hearing this?”

“I am Lee Han of the Wardanaz family. “Junior.”

“This is my first time hearing about the Wardanaz family, and I’ve never heard of Lee Han either.”

“This is the first time you’ve heard of the Wardanaz family?”

“yes.”

“By any chance, junior…are you cursed with memory loss?”

Senior Cat Suin flicked the long-brimmed fedora he was holding in his hand and cast worried eyes.

If you are from the Empire and have even enrolled in Einrogard, but you cannot remember the name of the Wardanaz family, there is a high possibility that there is a problem in your head.

Kainando also realized his mistake too late.

‘Oops. The family will say they know.’

“…I often get cursed with memory loss… Because I belong to a school of black magic…”

“Aha. It was something like that. “I envy my junior’s talent.”

“Is that a school of black magic?”

“I have no school.”

“yes?”

While Gai Nando was tilting his head at what he had just heard, a second year student from White Tiger Tower passed by.

Caton called his junior.

“Now Jahan senior!!!”

“By any chance, junior. Do you know where junior Lee Han of the Wardanaz family is?”

“Hey, Guynando is close to that guy!”

“……”

As Caton stared, Gainando said in tears.

“…The curse of memory loss has now been lifted.”

“That’s good. “Please tell me.”

Gainando drooped his shoulders and took Caton to where Lee Han was.

Fortunately, Lee Han, who was smoking food with his kitchen club seniors in his spare time, did not scream or run away when he saw Caton. Gainando breathed a sigh of relief.

“ah. Seniors. Come here. Would you like some choripan?”

This dish, which is completed by sandwiching a piece of juicy meat between soft bread, was sold outside at street stalls or stalls in the city, but inside Einrogard, it was a food eaten only by queens.

“It’s okay. “Junior.”

“Wardanaz. “Senior Jahan can survive by just drinking dew!”

“Not to that extent… to provide hardship and stimulation to the body. Junior. hmm. Do you think it would be a good idea for your junior to try it too?”

‘Is this a new kind of bullying?’

Lee Han had been smuggling at best, but was taken aback by Caton’s suggestion that he eat only dew and fast.

The White Tiger Tower student next to him glared at Lee Han as if he was dying of envy.

“Wardanaz. Ugh…! We’ll see. “I will definitely be recognized by senior Jahan within this year!”

“Aren’t you misunderstanding something?”

The White Tiger Tower students thought that Lee Han was chosen by Caton because of his swordsmanship, but in fact, Lee Han was chosen because of his ability to teach magic.

“Are you saying it’s impossible to do this this year? Then next year… no, I don’t know, but Moradina Choi will be recognized within this year! clearly!”

Lee Han, who was trying to clear up his friend’s misunderstanding, stopped.

“Do you think Moradi or Durgyu would like to learn from Caton?”

“yes.”

“Oh… Well, Senior Catton’s teachings are really surprising and refreshing. “It’s a shame that I am the only one who can receive these teachings.”

“To that extent…”

Caton, a senior next to him, cleared his throat, probably embarrassed by his junior’s praise.

“I wish I could learn from Moradi or Durgyu. Are you okay, senior?”

“Hmm. Junior. As you know, I have a lot to learn, so I can’t spend much time teaching. Teaching swordsmen of different levels…”

“Those two are at the same level as me! “You can teach me the same way!”

“exactly? If that’s the case…”

“It’s possible!” Why don’t you go quickly and call Moradi and Durgyu? “If you’re late, your senior might change his mind!”

“That’s right!”

The White Tiger Tower student who was listening to the conversation next to him nodded, then turned around and ran away. Then it suddenly stopped.

Lee Han, who was smiling happily, thought it was a mistake.

‘Did you get caught?’

“Wardanaz.”

“…Why do you do that?”

“thanks. “For doing a favor for my friends.”

“…What are you doing with something like this? Haha.”