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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 609
🕑 Added 2024-06-28 10:55:33 +0000 UTCChapter 609
"There's something Your Highness has overlooked."
The skull principal hurriedly made an excuse.
The pure gold dragon tilted her head.
-What did I overlook?-
"Originally, a mage is like steel, so they need to be heated with fire and struck with a hammer to become stro..."
"Haha! The principal really likes jokes!"
Yi-Han quickly intervened.
He was afraid that the pure gold dragon would think, 'Ah, so mages originally need to be heated with fire and struck with a hammer.'
"Your Highness. Incidents and accidents constantly occur in the empire. Can you say that's His Majesty the Emperor's fault?"
-It is his fault though?-
"..."
Dragons spoke their minds even to their own kin.
Imperial family members who coveted the throne would have been wary of the emperor, but imperial family members like Jourin had no interest in the throne, so they had no qualms about criticizing the emperor.
"Your Highness. Earlier, when Mr. Alcicle came in, he almost tripped over a stone in the garden."
-Really?! Is he okay?!-
"This is Your Highness' fault."
-Ah, no! How is that Jourin's fault!-
The gold dragon flared up and stomped the floor with her front paw.
-It's the knights' fault! The knights!-
The skull principal shook his head.
Mages and knights stood on a deep-rooted history of antagonism, and the skull principal didn't particularly like knights either, but the knights here in this mansion were really a bit pitiful.
"But you just said that the incidents and accidents in the empire are His Majesty the Emperor's fault."
-Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem to be His Majesty's fault.-
Jourin quickly understood.
Just as it wasn't Jourin's fault if someone tripped in the garden of the mansion, it wasn't Gonadaltes' fault if there was a flood, an avalanche, the Sea Serpent appeared, the King of Frost Giants appeared, anti-magic extremists appeared, and magic criminals appeared in Einroguard…
'But it still seems like too much.'
The young gold dragon only muttered inwardly.
***
"Then, Your Highness. I will see you again next time."
The skull principal bowed with dignity.
Meetings with Jourin always flowed in a similar way.
After playing to her heart's content and being satisfied, Jourin always gave miscellaneous items she had little interest in (like the golden dragon statue gifted by the duke) from her warehouse to Einroguard as gifts.
And then she would fall into a deep sleep, nodding off. She slept a lot because she was still at the age of growing.
But today was a little different.
-Don't go! Don't go, Yi-Han! It's an order!-
"...Your Highness. You're sleepy, aren't you?"
The skull principal spoke in disbelief, looking at Jourin's half-closed eyes.
"And please maintain your dignity. Call him Wardanaz, not Yi-Han."
-Yi-Han. Don't go!-
The gold dragon usually listened when told to maintain her dignity, but today was different.
Even when the skull principal spoke, she ignored him and persisted.
-I'll prepare a place for you in Jourin's treasure warehouse. Stay there!-
"That's not a place where a person can live."
The skull principal replied coldly.
The gold dragon's treasure warehouse should rather be called a dungeon.
She gave away all the decent treasures because they weren't to her taste, and only collected the cursed ones because they were interesting, so even decent knights didn't dare to enter.
-Don't go!-
"Ugh."
When the gold dragon firmly grabbed him with her front paw, Yi-Han felt like he understood what Professor Ingurdel had said about the subtlety of strength and weight in swordsmanship.
"I'm dying. Your Highness. Ugh."
-Ah, no! Yi-Han died! Gonadaltes! Save him! I command you to save him!-
"..."
The skull principal was dumbfounded but decided to play along with his disciple.
"He died because Your Highness was being stubborn."
-I won't be stubborn! I said I won't!-
"I understand. Wardanaz. Get up."
Yi-Han got up with a start.
"Your Highness has revived me!"
Seeing the revived Yi-Han, the gold dragon made an expression of conflict between wanting to grab the treasure with her front paw again and the promise she had just made.
Before the dragon could break her oath out of greed, the skull principal quickly snatched Yi-Han and pushed him out the door.
"Your Highness. Then stay healthy until our next meeting."
-Jourin will visit Einroguard!-
"Try getting permission from His Majesty."
The skull principal slyly shifted the arrow to the emperor.
He was confident that Jourin would forget to even tell the emperor after taking a nap due to her personality.
-If I get permission from His Majesty, it will be okay, right?-
"Yes. Yes."
"Uh, what are you going to do if she gets permission?"
"Do you think this is the first time she said she wants to come to Einroguard? She will forget after taking a nap."
In response to Yi-Han's question, the skull principal snorted and answered.
He could be confident because he had already experienced it several times.
"Is that so? It really seems like she will get permission from the look in her eyes..."
"Young dragons are always sincere. But she will forget after sleeping."
The two said their goodbyes and left through the door of the mansion.
"Oops. We left Pengerin behind."
The two went back into the mansion and carried out Pengerin. In the meantime, the gold dragon had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"You worked hard today. The acting of playing dead was childish but effective."
"I thought it would work on Her Highness Jourin as much as it works on Gainando."
"..."
The skull principal was confused about who that remark was rude to.
Perhaps it was rude to both of them.
***
[...Gainando, stay there like that. I believe you will have studied all the black magic books I told you to study before the end of the semester. Don't pretend to have only studied the first and second chapters. It won't work…]
'Hmm. The content is lacking.'
Yi-Han, who had returned from meeting the bureaucrats and sponsors, was taking a break at the mansion with Alcicle.
In the brief free time, Yi-Han was writing letters to his friends one by one, but writing a polite letter was more difficult than he thought.
Not only did he have to follow the set format, but he also had to fill a certain amount of content.
Yi-Han was surprised by the difficulty level, which was higher than expected.
Maybe an exam would be better…
"Ah. Right."
Yi-Han remembered the Dog Mixed-Blood Detective Toveris series and added.
-Oh. I saw the imperial magazine you like at the printing house I visited this time. The culprit in the Toveris series to be released this time is...-
'All done.'
Nodding his head in satisfaction, Yi-Han turned his gaze.
There were still piles of letters to send like a mountain. Yi-Han frowned.
"...Mr. Alcicle. Could you help me a bit?"
"Huh? Of course."
Alcicle, who was swallowing sardines with his beak, nodded.
"What should I help with?"
"Could you copy the content as it is from here to here?"
Yi-Han planned to just copy and paste the content about the recent weather and what had happened.
They wouldn't read each other's letters anyway, so what did it matter?
"Well, it's not difficult, but... Wait. Isn't this a letter?"
"Yes, it is?"
"..."
Alcicle looked at Yi-Han with a shocked expression.
First of all, it was surprising that he was sending so many letters, but it was also surprising that he was handling them in such a way.
-Is this okay??-
'Hmm. What else should I write to Adenart...'
Yi-Han scanned the table and then played with the quill.
[...The meals at this mansion are quite excellent. Today, there were sardine canapés and salad, sardine pilaf and sardine wraps, grilled sardines, sardine stew, and sardine sandwiches. I pray that Your Highness also has a hearty meal…]
"Umm. Mr. Alcicle. What did we eat yesterday?"
"...Well, I may not be the one to say this, but... Is it okay to keep putting only the content about eating in the letter?"
"Isn't a letter tailored to the recipient? Ah."
Remembering belatedly, Yi-Han added content.
[...I will introduce you to the master baker of the capital that I recently got to know. I heard from the bureaucrats that he has a high reputation even within the bakers' guild. I heard that you stole bread from the White Tiger Tower students last time, but I think you will like this master's bread more than that tasteless bread…]
'Excellent.'
Yi-Han was satisfied.
Surely the princess would be overjoyed to receive this considerate letter.
Greetings and even an introduction to a delicious place in the capital!
'Right. I should tell Yonaire about what I newly learned.'
[...Yonaire. I found a new business. There are surprisingly many sponsors in the empire who want to throw away gold coins. It's about receiving sponsorship from these sponsors. After a few years, say the experiment failed. When I came up with this business, I shuddered…]
"Are you still writing letters?"
The skull principal, who had entered, clicked his tongue when he saw the papers piled up like a mountain.
A precious guy was wasting too much time for trivial guys.
"You really have a hobby of wasting time."
"Like how you torment students, Mr. Gonadaltes?"
At Alcicle's words, the skull principal waved his hand.
Then the sardines on the table began to attack Alcicle like angry beasts.
"Aah! Aaah! Wa-Wardanaz was spared..."
Alcicle thoughtlessly followed what Yi-Han was doing with the skull principal, but the result was vastly different.
"Pengerin. Are you an Einroguard student? Huh?"
After chasing Alcicle out of the room, the skull principal spoke to Yi-Han.
"I just met the last sponsor."
"You must have worked hard."
"Thanks to you, my work was reduced. Next, we need to find new students, so will you help a bit?"
Yi-Han nodded.
The skull principal cleared the table and stuck his staff into the floor. At that moment, an extremely complex magic circle began to spread on the floor.
It was close to the most perfect possibility that the discipline of magic possessed.
Although Yi-Han had witnessed magic while following the skull principal, he couldn't help but shudder at the magic circle before his eyes.
No matter how outstanding his intuition and senses were, he couldn't keep up with the unfolding of this magic circle.
That's how densely compressed knowledge and wisdom were contained here.
"...Inform me, Einroguard. Your disciple!"
The skull principal commanded and gestured to Yi-Han. Yi-Han grabbed the skull principal's staff together.
A huge amount of mana incomparable to the magic Yi-Han had used so far was sucked out like the ebb tide.
Yi-Han was surprised but quickly maintained his composure. His mana wasn't depleted at all.
The skull principal sent a glance as if he had expected it, indicating that he had done well.
Not only his almost infinite and enormous amount of mana, but his mental strength to assist this grand magic without being tense or shaken was excellent.
It was a pity that Pengerin didn't see this sight just now.
If he had seen it, he would have been frustrated and agonized by his own talent!
Pop!
The magic circle disappeared.
The skull principal nodded his head in satisfaction.
"Thank you. Thanks to you, I'll find them easily."
"How did you find them usually?"
"I had to search around a bit. After all, if you use less mana, the accuracy decreases. Especially in the capital, there are so many people, so..."
As the skull principal gestured, paper birds appeared in the air and flew out the window of the mansion.
They flew to the mansions of students in the capital who were qualified to be invited to Einroguard.
"Done. Let's go."
"?"
Yi-Han was puzzled by the sudden words to go.
"Where are we going?"
"Ah. We need to visit the guys who won't listen. There are always guys who stubbornly refuse this glorious call."
The skull principal not only summoned a sword from the air in addition to his staff, but also stuck it in his waist.
Seeing his unusually combative appearance, Yi-Han quietly mourned for the unknown opponents.
'Please resist moderately.'
