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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 594
🕑 Added 2024-06-23 13:47:17 +0000 UTCChapter 594
"Now. Since the story is over, sew this."
"Ugh. Gainando, that bastard. I should have made him take illusion magic."
Yi-Han felt puzzled at the sight of his friends grumbling and sewing.
Huh?
"Why are you all sewing?"
Of course, no matter how sturdily made, clothes would get worn out, torn, and sometimes burned while living the rough life in Einroguard.
However, it was rare for his friends to sew together like this.
Moreover, looking at the sewing, it seemed like they were not mending tears, but adding patterns on top of the coat, as if...?
"Are you guys trying to add magic to the clothes? Then you can't roughly sew the thread like that. You should do the magic treatment first."
"Uh, we're just doing it because it's pretty."
"...Huh?"
"Th-there's Professor Greenbel's exam, you know."
The <Basic Dance and Socializing> final exam was like light and salt to the 1st-year students living a hard and tiring life.
An exam where you could win just by going and having fun without any studying or preparation.
Of course, there were opinions like 'shouldn't an exam have discernment?' from students like Wardanaz, but it was a very minority opinion.
Anyway, the students had very high expectations for this exam.
To the extent that some students deliberately dressed up more splendidly even though it had nothing to do with their grades.
"So you're saying that you're adding patterns on top of the coat just to look more splendid when dancing, even though it has nothing to do with your grades?"
"Yeah."
Yi-Han looked at his friends with eyes as if looking at a lump of filth.
His friends, who realized the atmosphere, hurriedly started making excuses.
"Ah, no. It's good to be pretty, right?"
"And patterns also help with magic."
As one could see from magic circles, geometrically composed patterns played a role in assisting magic.
Of course, it had to be a precisely calculated pattern, not something like the <Prince Defeating the Lich> pattern that Gainando was attaching now, which was useless.
It was just for the sake of looking cool.
"Have you finished studying for the exam?"
"I'm all done."
"Me too."
"..."
Yi-Han was shocked to learn that most of his friends, except for himself, had finished their final exams.
Was the difference that big?
"I-I see. Then work hard."
"Wardanaz, you're not done?"
"Shh. Of course he's not done. Don't ask that."
Some considerate students covered their friend's mouth.
Yi-Han sat down with a shocked expression and checked the remaining exams.
Surprisingly, when he checked, there weren't many exams left.
Excluding dance and socializing, there was Professor Bagrak's exam, Professor Alkasis's exam…
"Wait. You guys still have the healing magic exam, right?"
"..."
"..."
His friends hesitated.
"Gainando?"
"I was going to give up on that anyway, so it's fi... I guess not?"
Gainando, who was talking, glanced around and quietly put away his coat.
It seemed too painful to see the painstakingly made pattern being torn off.
***
Temporary dance hall.
The White Tiger Tower students and the Black Tortoise Tower students looked at Gainando's coat with shocked gazes.
"That prince bastard...!"
"Oh my god, look at that."
The pattern of the prince defeating the lich embroidered on that coat was so fancy and cool.
To the point where it made people unable to take their eyes off it.
A White Tiger Tower student, trembling with jealousy, muttered.
"That guy must have wasted time not studying and making that."
"...That's right! He must have done that."
However, the voices of the White Tiger Tower students were filled with a sense of defeat.
Even they themselves felt it.
Any price or loss seemed trivial in front of that fancy pattern.
If only they could have that coat!
"Yonaire. Is there any magic I don't know about on that?"
"Aren't they just liking it because it's pretty?"
"I don't think it's at that level."
Yi-Han looked around in disbelief.
He couldn't believe that students from other towers were looking at Gainando's coat with eyes burning with jealousy and greed.
Was that pattern so desirable?
'Should I add patterns when selling from now on?'
However, he couldn't help but feel repulsed.
There wasn't enough time to find new materials and make more items, but he had to add useless patterns.
He didn't want to make such useless things!
Yi-Han was surprised to realize that he unexpectedly had pride as an artifact maker.
"Student Gainando! Why are you walking slowly from there? Come in quickly!"
Professor Crinbal, who was inside the dance hall, tapped his feet and called Gainando.
Gainando, who was deliberately walking slowly in front of the dance hall as if he had been hit by a slow curse, finally returned to his original speed.
As Gainando approached, Professor Crinbal was startled.
"I swear on a dancer's shoes! I've never seen such a cool coat even when I was in the imperial social circles?"
"Hoho. Thank you."
Gainando grabbed the lapel of the coat made with blood, sweat, and tears and went inside.
The inside of the dance hall was fantastic, as if it wasn't Einroguard.
Lights were refracted and scattered, spraying various colors like fog, and the illusion magic installed here and there made the surroundings even more beautiful.
Asan, who was checking the music playing, noticed Gainando and said.
"Gainando. Can you be my practice partner for a bit?"
"No."
"Just one rou... What?"
"I said no."
"Why?"
"Look at this coat."
Gainando pointed to the beautiful coat pattern that seemed to have poured the entire exam period into.
Seeing that, Asan was startled.
"Th-this... did you buy it from outside?"
"Buy it from outside, my foot! I made it myself."
"I-I see."
Asan nodded his head, then came to his senses and asked again.
"But what does that have to do with practicing?"
"I can't practice because this coat might get damaged."
"...You're 100% an idiot."
"Hmph. You're jealous of my coat. Even if I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot with a coat. You're Asan without a coat!"
Asan was momentarily at a loss for words. He was overwhelmed by Gainando's momentum.
And he was even more shocked at himself.
Oh my god, to be pushed back in an argument with Gainando!
This was unbelievable. He must have been overwhelmed by the fanciness of that coat.
"Ju-just you wait. Gainando!"
"Haha! Hahaha! Hahahaha!"
In the meantime, Yi-Han, who had lightly practiced one song with Yonaire, approached.
Since everyone who saw it was making a fuss saying 'Oh! That coat! That coat!', he was starting to get curious.
"Gainando. I know you stayed up all night making that..."
"Ah, no? Do you have evidence?"
Gainando rebelled with a stiffer attitude than usual. The coat was giving him courage.
Yi-Han expressionlessly raised his staff. Gainando immediately raised both arms and shouted.
"I'm sorry! I'll go to bed early from now on!"
Although the coat gave him courage, it had its limits. As soon as he saw the staff, Gainando's sanity returned.
"What did you make this with? This purple has a bit... high chroma?"
Yi-Han roughly knew about the paints or dyes circulating in the 1st-year black market.
In fact, he roughly knew about the items circulating in general. Since his network was so wide, he couldn't help but hear the news.
The paints or dyes used by 1st-year students were mostly 'borrowed' from Einroguard's lecture halls or made directly, and most of them were crude single-color types.
He did bring some of these ingredients when he went out this time, but they were pushed back in importance, so he couldn't prepare a variety of colors.
And aside from that, the purple color now was more mysterious and subtle than the purple sold outside.
Where did Gainando get this?
"...Will you keep it a secret?"
"Yeah, yeah."
"...Are you sure you'll keep it a secret?"
"Gainando."
"Ah, okay. I'll tell you."
Gainando hesitated for a long time, as if he really wanted to monopolize it, and then opened his mouth.
"You know the Darkness Chamber, right?"
The Darkness Chamber, Professor Mortum's workshop and magic tower.
It was a familiar place for students majoring in dark magic like Yi-Han.
"There are graveyards behind it. There's a place where they dispose of poisonous insects... But when I saw the color, I thought it was pretty..."
At his friend's words, Yi-Han couldn't believe his ears.
So now??
"You dyed the clothes with the poison of poisonous insects?!"
"It sounds weird when you say it like that!"
"It's weird because it is."
Yi-Han was dumbfounded.
The place where they threw away poisonous insects behind the Darkness Chamber was a place where they mixed and discarded them without any set rules.
Naturally, the poison generated there would also be mixed in a way that its composition couldn't be identified.
It had to be left alone until the poisonous gas disappeared, but to attempt dyeing because the color was pretty.
He was either fearless or crazy.
It could be both.
"I checked it over and over again. It was really okay."
Gainando explained while gauging Yi-Han's reaction.
He had done all the checks he could.
Moreover, wasn't the biggest proof that he was wearing this coat and nothing happened?
"Wait. This blue color is also a bit unusual. What's this?"
"There were blue bones in the Darkness Chamber, so I ground them and made them into pigment... Ack! Ack! Yi-Han! No! The pattern will be ruined!"
When Yi-Han couldn't hold back and swung his staff, Gainando flailed his arms and begged.
He was more afraid of the coat being ruined than the pain in his body.
"Gainando. Even in alchemy..."
"I don't take alchemy?"
"...Anyway, it's not a good idea to mix unknown elements recklessly."
Yi-Han was worried that some unknown synergistic effect might have occurred in Gainando's coat right now.
Of course, it could be that people were reacting simply because the coat was really cool, but it was also possible that Gainando had accidentally created a cursed coat.
Understanding the meaning behind Yi-Han's warning, Gainando reacted fiercely.
"If you want to take this coat, you'll have to strip it off my corpse!"
"Okay."
When Yi-Han prepared to strip it off the corpse, Gainando immediately revised his strategy.
"Please, Yi-Han! I'll study hard from now on, do my duties diligently, and not steal desserts! Just let me wear it until this exam is over!!"
"...Do you have to go that far?"
Gainando nodded his head repeatedly. Yi-Han stared at him for a while and sighed.
"Okay. Wear it. Wear it. You bastard. But tell me right away if you feel something strange."
"Yes!!!"
Yi-Han turned around, shaking his head.
As he walked out like that, Adenart gestured to Yi-Han cautiously.
"What's the matter?"
"..."
When Adenart hesitated, Yi-Han was puzzled.
'What is it?'
"Did you forget a dance move?"
Adenart shook her head.
And then, blushing slightly and hesitating, she finally opened her mouth.
"How do you make that patte..."
"..."
Yi-Han turned around coldly without even listening. Adenart looked at Yi-Han's back with a shocked expression like an abandoned puppy.
Why?!
***
The blood-sucking monster carefully moved in the direction of the familiar mana.
There were too many beings with a strong presence in this school.
Especially the lesson of almost being exterminated by the death knights left a very strong impression on the blood-sucking monster.
No matter how many hundreds of years it had slept in the stone coffin, it could end with a single mistake.
Always secretive and careful.
The more it moved, the more it felt like it was getting closer to the infinite mana. The blood-sucking monster listened to the sounds coming from inside the dance hall.
Through the open gap, students could be seen chatting and dancing happily.
However, the blood-sucking monster had no interest in them at all.
As it turned its gaze in search of the infinite mana, a student finally caught the blood-sucking monster's eye.
It was a student wearing a coat with a pattern so fancy that it was dazzling. Regardless of the mana, the blood-sucking monster's attention was captivated by that coat.
Comments
Kezzy
So in this chapter Yi-Han learns about the power of fashion and hopefully uses it to hike up the market prices.
Dots
does this coat suck you off when you look at it?does it show you an image of your greatest desire? if not the reactions to it are unwarranted
