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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 956
🕑 Added 2024-10-22 11:20:24 +0000 UTCChapter 956
In a situation where asking Anglago would clearly only result in useless talk, Jijel asked the person in charge instead of wasting time unnecessarily.
-Wardanaz. Weren't you supposed to be looking after the kids? What nonsense is that Alpha bastard talking about?-
-Who's looking after who?! We're just hanging out together!-
Anglago flared up.
Of course, on this outing, Wardanaz had helped them escape, dealt with enemies, found and gathered the students, arranged secret lodgings, and even earned and shared gold coins, but that was just hanging out together as friends, not Wardanaz looking after them.
Wouldn't someone misunderstand if they heard that?
-Honestly, he did look after you. You ungrateful bastard.-
-I think he did look after us too. I'm dumbfounded how someone can say something so unconscionable.-
-Though I didn't go out with you, judging from usual behavior, it seems he did look after you...-
Unlike the Sentinel club, the Einroguard 2nd year students didn't reveal who was who.
People like Yi-Han or Jijel could roughly guess who was who from the handwriting, but Anglago couldn't.
-Wh-who is that? Is that Dargard bastard writing in different handwriting by himself?-
-Asan isn't even here. Anglago. More importantly, did you really run away to watch the ball game?-
There was no answer from Anglago to Yi-Han's question. Jijel sighed deeply.
-I should have broken his legs when he was bragging about going out to prevent him from doing something stupid.-
-Isn't that too harsh, Wardanaz!?-
-I'm Moradi, you bastard.-
-...Isn't that too harsh, Moradi?-
-What's too harsh? Didn't you say you'd complete the <Healing Amulet> this semester? Are you planning to complete it in the punishment room?-
-Uh.-
-...Wardanaz. Can you break that bastard's legs for me?-
-As I said, it's difficult since he's run away. He's not in front of me.-
-N-no. I'm serious!!-
Anglago protested seriously.
Even if he ended up in the punishment room after running away, couldn't he achieve his goal by practicing magic diligently there?
Of course, Yi-Han and Jijel were skeptical.
-The punishment room isn't particularly good for learning magic. Especially in Anglago's case.-
-A guy who doesn't even do it alone in the tower, what could he do?-
-In my opinion, that really seems like a nonsensical idea...-
Attacked not only by those two but by other friends as well, Anglago finally gave up and shouted.
-I don't care about any of that! And I've already run away. I'm going to watch the ball game and then go back. No one can stop me.-
-Do as you please. Don't be surprised if someone set fire to your things and box.-
-...Ah... That threat doesn't work.-
-By the way Moradi. Instead of burning them, can't you give them to me?-
-Should I?-
-Wardanaz! Hey! Are you really doing this?!-
-Anglago. Come back even now. And the ball game won't be that fun anyway. The players coming out are boring too.-
-Wardanaz. Even if you helped us escape this time...-
-I also dealt with enemies.-
-And found and gathered the students in one place.-
-I also found lodgings and created a source of income for you.-
-...Anyway, such slander won't work! I'll see the majesty of Einroguard's ball game club with my own eyes! I'll see you all later! I'm going now!-
With those final words, Anglago disappeared. He seemed to have really covered the artifact.
-Anglago. I'm the one going out for the ball game, by the way. The ball game club's condition isn't very good. There's no reason to come watch a poor performance... Anglago? Did you really go?-
-Seems like he's gone. He already put the artifact in his pocket.-
-Salko. Did you like ball game too? I didn't know you'd run away with Anglago.-
-I wanted to see the stadium in person.-
-I see. If it's like that, I understand. I hope it's worth going to the punishment room. I'll send you some food later.-
-Thanks, Wardanaz.-
'Am I the only one who finds it strange that Wardanaz is going out as a starting player for the ball game club?'
Jijel was confused inside the school.
What on earth had happened outside for everyone to just accept this?
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Grrrr!
Woof woof woof!
Squawk!
Complex and diverse monster cries that were hard to hear normally.
Instead of running away or screaming at those cries heard from afar, the citizens of Granden City laughed happily.
"The ball game must be starting soon!"
"Could that cry be a griffin?! Surely there isn't a game with griffins?!"
"How could that be. It's probably an eagle-type monster. Griffins aren't wyverns."
Before large-scale ball games, it was customary for such diverse cries to fill the surroundings.
If only horse neighs were heard without such cries, it was more likely to be an ordinary and boring ball game.
"Ugh. It's starting again. What's so good about those noisy beasts."
"Ah! The empire has fallen! These people care about nothing but bread and ball games!"
Some citizens showed negative reactions to the ball game, but it had no effect on the overall flow.
Most people loved ball games.
"It originally started as a game where people risked their lives against each other, but for a more thrilling fight, it changed to people risking their lives against monsters, and finally evolved into the current form where people ride monsters and compete."
"..."
Yi-Han, who was continuously receiving crash courses, made a sour expression even hearing about the history of ball games.
It didn't seem necessary to memorize things like this...
"The rules of ball games differ by region and situation. The largest ball game was the Eastern Great Ball Game 41 years ago. This ball game, where cities competed against each other, had hundreds of people clashing with goal posts in each other's cities. This game, where over a hundred people had broken bones and cracked skulls, eventually ended in a draw because the ball disappeared..."
"Are there any tricks I can use immediately?"
"...Shall I explain that first?"
Arien asked, thinking 'surely not'.
For someone from the Wardanaz family to want tricks or deceptions...
"Yes!"
'I knew it!'
Deeply regretting his presumption about the other's intentions, Arien took out a different book. It was <99 Ball Game Tricks>.
"Originally, hitting above the shoulder or using magic, mana, or weapon techniques is forbidden, but there are ways to not get caught by the referee..."
"Indeed. Indeed."
Yi-Han listened with several times better concentration than before.
No matter how he thought about it, tricks seemed to be the only answer to face outstanding formal players with pure skill.
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A sharp bird cry was heard from afar. It was the pre-arranged gathering signal of the Einroguard ball game club.
"Ah. I think I need to go now."
"Good luck, Young Master!"
Yi-Han hurried off, sent off by the two.
In fact, even without such sounds or signals, the Einroguard ball game club was easy to find.
All one had to do was find the noisiest and most boisterous group from Einroguard.
Mages who had filled carts with magically shrunk cages or huge cages, and decorated their bodies with all sorts of beast fur and feathers like ornaments, stood out anywhere.
"It's the Einroguard ball game players!"
"Hang in there! I'm rooting for you! But try to do a bit better!"
"Where's Kimbeldan? He was the only one who played ball game like a human."
"Kimbeldan graduated. Einroguard is a magic school, you know."
"Oh, no! Without that guy, there are no humans!"
Though there were people cheering, most were worried, jeering, or shouting about why they had been doing so poorly recently.
Yi-Han joined the club seniors, pushing through the noisy crowd.
Carnela glared at the spectators with blazing eyes and muttered.
"These bastards who swallow when it's sweet and spit when it's bitter, not knowing what sincere support is... You stop cheering just because we didn't do well for 1-2 years?"
'Isn't that natural?'
It seemed like they wouldn't cheer after losing a few games...
Still, since she was a senior, Yi-Han tried to soothe her for now.
"Please calm down, Senior. They'll cheer again if we do well."
"They should cheer even if we do poorly! Do you think someone cheered for a family player who lost 100 times because they were stupid?!"
'Ball game fanatics are really annoying.'
Yi-Han wished he could meet magic fanatics again instead.
Though both were equally impossible to have a conversation with, at least Yi-Han was interested in magic too.
"Junior... I'm counting on you alone. You need to be the new striker surpassing Senior Kimbeldan. You need to crush and trample the other players. You need to make their knees shake just by looking into your eyes. Just seeing your shadow should make them fear..."
"By the way, are there no other 2nd years?"
Yi-Han looked around and realized something strange.
There were no 2nd years among the students who had gone out.
"Huh? Oh."
"...Why?"
"Usually 2nd years don't have usable mounts, and lack experience... Ah! Junior. You don't need to worry. In your case, I personally persuaded others."
"...Why go that far..."
It was rare for 2nd year students to participate in ball game club matches.
The ball game club students weren't cruel enough to send out inexperienced juniors who might get hurt, not to mention the mount issue.
However, Carnela was someone who could swing a ball game mallet at the skull principal's skull if it meant victory.
To Carnela, Yi-Han wasn't a 2nd year student.
He was an excellent striker prospect who could use a griffin, unicorn, basilisk, and if push came to shove, even a mountain-destroying goat or four-legged giant (though it was unknown if insisting would work).
"I just... believe in your talent."
'This really isn't pleasant at all.'
If it had been another senior, he might have been slightly touched, but Carnela's eyes were full of greed.
It seemed she wouldn't care much whether Yi-Han got hit by a wyvern or a behemoth as long as they won.
"Hormasi. Stop bullying Wardanaz."
"Senior Perse. I've never bullied Wardanaz. I was praising his talent."
"Even if we're short on players, isn't it a bit dangerous to send out a 2nd year student...?"
Perse still seemed a bit worried, looking at Yi-Han once, then at Carnela, then back at Yi-Han again.
Then he sighed deeply.
"You wouldn't listen even if I tried to stop you, junior."
"...Huh? No, you never tried to stop me..."
Unable to hold back any longer at the sudden words, Yi-Han blurted out his true feelings.
To say such things now after never trying to stop him.
However, Perse didn't hear Yi-Han's words and just said what he wanted to say.
"Anyway, be careful, Wardanaz. No one except Carnela has more than moderate expectations of you. Everyone knows the club's situation."
Currently, the Einroguard ball game club was weakened by various setbacks such as the loss of outstanding players (graduation and disappearance) and the escape of mounts.
In this situation, the members weren't shameless enough to entrust everything to a 2nd year student who had hurriedly joined.
Except for one person.
"But be careful of Carnela. If we lose the game, stay away from her for a while."
"..."
Yi-Han quietly shook his head at the unhelpful words.
Then he took out <99 Ball Game Tricks> and started reading again.
'Hmm... The method of secretly using magic is...'
This kind of trick seemed more effective than reviewing what he had learned in the ball game club during this semester.
"Oh right. Wardanaz. I almost forgot."
Perse, who was about to go back to tend to the mounts, called Yi-Han.
"Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing much. Professor Garcia was looking for you. She said to come to her without fail after the ball game is over."
Yi-Han's face turned slightly pale.
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Dots
Let's call it McNuggets
Christie Schauer
The poor ghost chicken remains forgotten.
