Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Chapter 037

“You succeeded.”

Even if he curses at the professor on the inside, he doesn’t show it on the outside.

It was a skilled graduate student.

Lee Han kept his expression and lowered his head.

“thank you.”

“There is nothing to be thankful for. You solved it on your own.”

“……”

Despite the praise, Lee Han was slightly moved.

Just now, Professor Voladi has been really sincere about sending marbles.

A direct hit would have at least cracked the bone.

It was a really dangerous moment if I hadn’t blocked it by urgently launching the marble with < Low Control >.

‘Professors really…’

“Let’s try again.”

Professor Voladi took out a normal iron marble and threw it, not the spiritual stone this time. Before the iron orb the size of a fist fell, Lee Han’s < Low Control > spell was cast.

“Move!”

The iron ball suspended in the air.

Lee Han hoped that this iron ball would accidentally pop out and blow Professor Voladi’s jaw off, but once he learned the trick, < Low Manipulation > was not easily shaken.

Professor Voladi pointed up with his hand.

“consolation.”

Lee Han moved the iron ball upward. It trembled slightly unsteadily, but the iron ball moved quickly.

“Under.”

The iron ball went down again.

“to the left. to the right. one turn clockwise. Two turns counterclockwise.”

Professor Voladi, who was giving instructions without a break, nodded.

“It takes a lot of energy, but I think this will be fine. From now on, I will train with this steel bead instead of the spiritual stone bead.”

“I haven’t been able to draw a perfect circle with the spiritual stone beads yet. Is that okay?”

“Let’s try again.”

Lee Han put down the iron ball and put his magic into the spirit stone bead. and drew a circle

“!”

Surprisingly, a much more perfect circle was drawn than before the near-death crisis.

“Intense experiences grow wizards. Spiritual Stone Beads were an auxiliary tool for mages who lacked ability, so they won’t be needed anymore.”

“understand.”

“Let’s draw a circle with the iron ball again. When my skills improve to a certain extent, I will prepare for the same ordeal again.”

“…yes?”

Professor Voladi thought there were two types of people in the world.

A person who hardens as it is when a life crisis approaches, and a person who reacts more violently and agilely.

Of course, it was the latter that suited him as a battle mage, and the boy from the Wardanaz family in front of him had those qualities.

Then it was natural to use that quality.

“……”

Of course, Lee Han, who heard the notice of murder, couldn’t help but feel complicated.

Oh this school is real!

* * *

I almost died a moment ago, but the school kept going.

Professor Boladi gave Lee Han a steel ball at the end of class.

-Continue to draw circles whenever you have time.

-yes.

– And don’t let your guard down at any moment.

-…What do you mean… No. All right.

Even when Lee Han came out, he felt embarrassed.

Couldn’t it be that Professor Voladi is following Lee Han and then ambush him?

I knew it sounded like a crazy idea, but this school kept making Lee Han paranoid.

“Have you waited long?”

“no.”

Lee Han waved to the half-demon girl in priestly clothes.

It was Tigilling, a priest of the Pricinga Church.

-Could you please take care of some tigiling?

Basically, the students of the Tower of Phoenix were frugal as they were priests, and Priest Mehrid was worried that Tigiling, who was still growing, would collapse.

Lee Han, who received three grocery baskets in return, was determined to keep his promise.

‘I’ll feed them well and receive a basket at the next meeting.’

With such a solemn thought, Lee Han sat down with Tijeeling.

Perhaps it was already evening, the sky was turning red, and the mountains surrounding the school seemed to be on fire.

‘It would have been great if this place wasn’t just a school… no. What kind of prisoner do you think I am?’

Lee Han came to his senses.

Lee Han was not a prisoner. Of course, there was a bit of a prison-like corner here, but it was definitely a school.

“Here I brought my priestly clothes.”

“oh. Thank you.”

Lee Han received the priestly robe Tigilling gave him. And in return, he handed out round bread with a thin layer of marmalade.

It was a soft and sweet bread that could not be compared to the bread given out at this school.

“I am okay.”

Tigilling, however, declined.

“Is there any reason for refusal?”

“Prisinga-sama is suffering for us, and I feel sorry for myself to enjoy the food alone.”

Lee Han was about to say, “What nonsense is that?” but hesitated. It was because he remembered that he had joined the Freezinger Church.

‘Oops. It almost added a notoriety to the Wardanaj family.’

Lee Han nodded calmly.

It was not an easy task to forcefully feed an opponent with such strong faith.

I had to explore little by little.

“oh. This bread is really tasteless. I think it’s because it’s been so long that the taste has gone. Don’t you think you wouldn’t be sorry if you ate this?”

dory dory.

“This canned marinated beef really tastes the worst? Wouldn’t you be sorry if I ate this?”

dory dory.

“The person who baked this bread would have baked it with all their heart to serve you, and the person who made the jam would have worked hard to serve it to you. To be thrown away like this because you didn’t eat…”

“……”

‘Did it work?’

Lee Han felt that Tijeeling’s pupils were shaking with guilt, and he felt like he had a connection.

“…for a moment. Aren’t those breads baked separately for me? I saw it on display the other day.”

‘Tsk.’

When Tizzling recognized it with good eyesight, Lee Han clicked his tongue.

I just wish I had pushed a little harder…

Tigiling put on an apologetic look as Leehan continued to try to feed him.

“I’m really fine. I’ll tell Priest Mehrid that I ate it, so you’d better give me someone other than me.”

“Umm…”

Lee Han was tempted.

In fact, it was convenient for Lee Han. It was just that I felt a little uncomfortable about having to lie.

Priest Mehrid was worried about Tigiling, so he asked Lee Han (even giving him more baskets), but he felt sorry for going over that.

If it was the promise he made with the skeleton headmaster, he would have broken it without even thinking about it for a second, but Priest Mehrid was a good person.

While Lee Han was pondering, Tigiling took out a crude wooden cup, put green tea leaves in it, and poured warm water into it. Kim rose up.

“for a moment.”

“?”

“Can I make some tea for you?”

Tizzling thought for a moment and nodded.

In the midst of being sorry for refusing food, I couldn’t refuse that.

“yes. thank you.”

“Are you sure you want to drink?”

“of course. why…?”

“Nothing.”

Even in the Freezinga Church, I enjoyed coffee or green tea.

Of course, it was a drink using only coffee powder and tea leaves, which had no sweetness at all.

It wasn’t just the Prisinga denomination that was strange, but other denominations as well. They also drank mainly without adding any additives to the drink.

The awakening effect of coffee or tea leaves could make the priests meditate for a long time.

Of course, Tijilling thought that the tea Lee Han was trying to make was a beverage that was bitter like green tea and had a deep taste that was helpful for mental training.

But that was an illusion.

‘I’ll give you plenty of nutrition.’

Lee Han borrowed a kettle from Tijeeling and filled it with water, then added black tea leaves and boiled it.

In order to make the fragrance strong, I lightly ground spices such as ginger and cinnamon that I received from Thunderstep’s hut.

That wasn’t the end of it. After the tea was boiling, Lee Han generously added sugar. Tigiling opened her mouth in surprise when she saw the sugar being added.

“What are you doing!?”

“Ji… are you doing this because you don’t like the tea I’m brewing? Is it our family’s secret corporation?”

Lee Han said with a genuinely hurt expression.

Tigiling was taken aback by that expression.

“Oh no. It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just too much…”

“My family’s secret is too extravagant!?”

“…it’s nothing…”

Tigiling kept her mouth shut for fear of hurting herself by saying more. Lee Han nodded his head with a satisfied expression.

Tigiling gave a slightly suspicious look.

Maybe acting…?

‘What blasphemous thoughts did I have?’

Lee Han, a brother who believes in the same faith and comes from the Wardanaz family, could not lie by mentioning the name of his own family.

Unlike Tigilling, who is a half-demon, isn’t the Wardanaj family one of the most famous magic names in the empire?

In the meantime, Lee Han finished adding sugar and poured milk to complete the spice milk tea.

“ruler. Try it.”

Tizzling nervously brought the teacup to her lips. I felt the sweet and rich taste spread in my mouth for the first time.

‘That’s what I like.’

Lee Han realized that he liked it when he saw Tijilling’s expression soften.

How delicious would it be if you went from eating bitter and tasteless foods to something sweet?

Tigiling drank faster than expected. Lee Han immediately poured the next glass from the kettle.

Tijeeling didn’t refuse and took a sip, realizing it belatedly and startled.

“I can’t help but leave the tea brewed with my family’s secret recipe…”

“I understand, so please stop.”

When the milk tea worked better than expected, Lee Han prepared the next drink.

I put sugar, cinnamon, cocoa powder, milk in boiling water, dissolved it well, and then added corn powder.

The thick one was more like a soup than a drink.

‘It’s a really evil ploy.’

Lee Han admired his own strategy.

Start with a drink, then serve something more and more like soup to subvert the other person’s values.

When the cocoa soup was finished, Lee Han slightly floated the biscuits.

When Tigilling realized, the bowl had already been emptied.

“I ate today, so I can’t say I won’t eat in the future. Come here at the appointed time from now on.”

“…There’s no need to be so pathetic…?”

Tijeeling was grateful to the boy from the Wardanaz family for caring for her, but was taken aback by the atmosphere of talking like a villain.

Anyone who sees it will think that Lee Han is threatening her.

* * *

Night.

The time when freshmen go to their rooms with sad faces on their hungry stomachs, or play chess or cards in the common room with a piece of bread.

At that time, Lee Han was leaving the gate of the tower.

‘I am a priest of the Freesinga Church. I am a priest of the Freesinga Church.’

Lee Han, who changed into a priestly uniform, looked like a student from the Tower of the Phoenix who came out to pray.

Lee Han’s purpose was simple.

Finding a passage for outsiders entering and leaving the school!

If he found that passage, he could disguise himself as an outsider and escape the school.

‘I cherish the invisibility magic as much as possible. I don’t know what kind of trap there might be.’

Even though there is invisibility magic, the reason why he disguised himself in priestly clothes was because all sorts of traps lurk in this school.

If you enter a place and the invisible magic is released, your life is in danger.

There was no single way to survive in this school.

‘…I’m a bit confused about whether it’s true that I suddenly entered the school.’

Lee Han felt sad again.

How come…

The first floor of the main building, normally filled with freshmen passing by, was empty.

Huge central staircases leading down to the second floor or basement and corridors leading to lecture hall areas on either side.

It was noble and elegant when it was in sunlight, but when it was immersed in darkness, everything gave off an ominous atmosphere.

‘If it’s a place where workers from outside come and go, it’s likely to be on the first floor.’

Lee Han cast his eyes on the area behind the central staircase.

It was an area with banquet halls and large halls. It was not a classroom area, and freshmen had never set foot after the entrance ceremony.

“…?!”

Lee Han was taken aback at that moment.

In the darkness ahead, another student was creeping along the back of the central staircase first.