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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 904
🕑 Added 2024-10-04 11:33:55 +0000 UTCChapter 904
Whoosh!
A different heat burst forth from before.
A flame with condensed destructive power, qualitatively different from ordinary flames.
If the combustion process of a normal flame involves material combining with air to emit heat, blue flame was a magical flame where the concept and information of 'burning' itself was concentrated.
A flame that could burn even materials that couldn't be burned, starting from fire-resistant equipment.
As he passed the second and third gateways, Professor Jorzik's ecstasy reached its peak.
In his mind, he could already hear the gathering participants shouting that Jorzik, who had raised such a disciple, should be supported as Einroguard's principal.
"Excellent!"
"Is there anything you'd like to point out?"
Yi-Han asked while maintaining his concentration.
If there were any points for improvement, he had to fix them right away.
"If there were, I would have said so immediately. It's a perfect score, Wardanaz!"
Pop!
Releasing the blue flame he had been maintaining, Yi-Han let out a sigh of relief.
His practice had paid off. Thanks to that, he had passed the exam as expected.
"Then I'll be going now, Professor."
"Oh, oh? Do so."
"I'll see you next time!"
After quickly saying goodbye, Yi-Han left the classroom.
He had finished so quickly that other seniors hadn't even arrived yet.
Professor Jorzik muttered at that retreating figure.
"I was going to ask why he finished up to the final exam in one go, but there's no need for that now."
Come to think of it, asking for a reason might be ridiculous for a student like Wardanaz.
There are no fools who ask birds why they flap their wings, are there?
Just as mages naturally pursue knowledge, that boy must be advancing towards knowledge with all his might.
Professor Jorzik watched his disciple's retreating figure with eyes full of expectation.
He was already excited about how much achievement this disciple would show Professor Jorzik this year.
*
Yi-Han, focused only on finishing the exams quickly, didn't notice the sense of dissonance that leaked from Professor Jorzik's reaction.
Instead, he immediately put all his effort into the next exam.
"Professor. Here's the realm map."
"Excellent. But..."
Professor Millei frowned slightly while adjusting her monocle.
This <Tragic History of Ancient Artifacts and Summoning Magic> exam was for students to complete a map by directly visiting other realms.
Yi-Han, who had received Arsil's help, naturally completed the map faster and more accurately than any other year.
However...
Frost Giant's artifact (to be checked)
Frost Giant's artifact (must check, don't pass by)
Frost Giant's artifact (really don't pass by, must absolutely check)
There was a strange memo on the map.
It was a memo that said 'Frost Giant's artifact'.
And not just once, but repeated several times!
It looked like writing pressed hard by someone who didn't want to go but had to forcibly go.
Recalling how students had been talking about 'finding an artifact guarded by Frost Giants' or 'how to steal it' before, the old professor asked curiously.
"What's this? Is this perhaps the artifact the students were talking about before...?"
"That's right."
"I believe I told you to complete the map, not find artifacts."
Professor Millei spoke in her usual stiff tone.
She wondered if the Wardanaz family boy had misunderstood the exam.
"Yes. This is just a personal memo I made. I need to check it someday."
"You noted the location of the Frost Giant's artifact to check it yourself?"
"Yes."
"..."
Professor Millei raised her eyebrows. Then she started moving her quill quickly.
"Is there a problem with the map?"
"The map is perfect."
While writing, Professor Millei recalled Professor Bungaegor.
She had wondered what she meant when she said Wardanaz seemed a bit crazy lately, but seeing this, she understood.
To be so determined to take an artifact guarded by a powerful race like Frost Giants?
When a student was too smart, it was worrying in a different sense.
Professor Millei briefly took off her monocle and rubbed the bridge of her nose, remembering what she had worried about when teaching Professor Garcia before.
'No. This seems even worse than Garcia.'
"Then I'll be going now, Professor."
"Do you have any exams left today?"
As it was already evening with the sun setting, she thought there wouldn't be any lectures with exams scheduled after this...
Professor Millei was puzzled by her disciple's words.
"Senior Jarun of the Steelshoe family said I could submit early if I was confident."
"...?"
Professor Millei understood a beat late.
Jarun of the Steelshoe family was a 4th year student studying under Professor Yonramo.
So what Yi-Han was talking about now was clearly the transformation magic exam.
Lastly, saying 'you can submit early if you're confident' was...
'He surely didn't mean to submit this early?'
Professor Millei was about to point that out, but her disciple had already finished saying goodbye and was leaving the classroom.
The professor shook her head slightly and sighed.
*
Though he was crushing the exams at a speed that would go down in Einroguard history, surprisingly few people were paying attention to Yi-Han's actions.
In fact, it would be hard to know unless you were a professor.
From the seniors' perspective, reactions like 'Wardanaz is moving busily?' 'He's taking all schools, so of course' were inevitable.
A few seniors like Direth who helped with professors' work and cared about juniors felt a sense of dissonance, but Yi-Han was moving too quickly to ask about it.
"Yukbeltire. Doesn't something seem strange?"
"Hmm."
"Is there a reason to move so busily during exam period? Am I mistaken about the schedule? There's no reason to go that way?"
"Hmm."
"Are you really listening to me?"
"Hmm."
"Can I hit you once?"
"Hmm."
Slap!
"?!"
As Yukbeltire looked dumbfounded after being hit on the back, Yi-Han ran towards his next exam.
The professors were thinking 'Is Wardanaz finally trying to test his true abilities to the limit?', but surprisingly, Yi-Han had his own difficulties.
If there were exams he could finish first or quickly, there were also exams that weren't so.
Surprisingly, there were difficult exams even for Yi-Han.
In this midterm, Professor Rosine's <Imperial Languages That Become Blood and Flesh> exam was just that.
'What on earth is this writing?'
"Now, now! The exam is to translate this within this week!"
"That's too much, Professor!"
"■ ■■■■■?"
"Pardon?"
"I said I can't hear you. Now! I'll cheer for everyone!"
The exam to decipher a long document written in the script of a small kingdom that probably wouldn't even have its name left in history books was a problem that even Yi-Han, the madness-filled top student of the year, couldn't solve immediately.
An exam where he had to pour in time and effort to guess each character one by one.
"Wardanaz. Let's go to the library together... Wait, where did Wardanaz go?"
"I-I don't know?"
His friends who were looking for Yi-Han were flustered by the sudden disappearance of the top student of the year.
They had naturally thought he would be sitting in the library with them.
But there was a reason Yi-Han had left his seat.
'I've thought of it.'
He had come up with a way to break through an exam that would inevitably take a long time in one go.
It was to ask someone who would likely know about this script well.
-Wardanaz!-
The giant who had been sitting crouched guarding the entrance stood up abruptly when he spotted Yi-Han.
"Hello."
-What brings you here? To see the goat?-
"No. I came to ask about something related to an exam."
Come to think of it, asking ancient people was usually the most accurate way for ancient scripts.
Realizing this, Yi-Han immediately contacted his mad avatar.
-Master. I have something to ask.-
-What kind of magic?-
-Can you read this document?-
-...I can read it, but the content is strange. It's like an example that would come out in young students' exams...-
-That's right. It's my exam. But it seemed difficult so I wanted to ask... Master? Master?-
The mad avatar on the other side of the <Echo Stone> cut off contact mercilessly.
But Yi-Han didn't give up. Doesn't sincerity melt even frozen hearts?
The giant admired Yi-Han's idea.
-Wardanaz smart! Person who asks someone who doesn't know, wise!-
"Haha. Thank you."
-Come in!-
As the giant stepped aside, Yi-Han moved his feet towards the workshop again.
The next to greet Yi-Han was the head butler Intarendals.
"Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family. Welcome. What brings you here?"
"I came to ask Master something."
"!"
Intarendals' face brightened.
This disciple from the Wardanaz family was talented but slightly lacking in passion.
So Intarendals' master had been worried about that point, but to think he would come directly like this.
As expected, the character and wisdom of the master Intarendals served must have moved the disciple. Doesn't a great teacher make a great disciple?
"Come in! What are you curious about?"
"An ancient script came out on the exam, but I don't know it well so I came to ask. I asked through the Echo Stone, but he didn't answer."
"..."
Intarendals made a disgruntled expression at the question that a lowly scribe might ask.
It was good that he came passionately to ask, but the level of the question...?
"...It seems like you could do this on your own. Couldn't Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family do this sufficiently? The sentences look easy too."
"How can you say that? There are no levels or weights to questions. If you block easy questions, won't it be difficult to ask hard questions later?"
"Even considering that, doesn't this seem too easy?"
The question was so easy that even Intarendals, who usually let things slide, didn't waver.
The content of the document also contributed to this perception.
Once upon a time, there was a good student at a magic school. The good student cried because his staff was taken away. Then a kind professor came out and said...
"And Lord Gonadaltes is briefly out."
"He didn't leave his seat because he didn't want to answer, did he?"
"How could that be?"
Despite the question that was irreverence itself, Intarendals answered without getting angry. He was truly a kind head butler.
"Lord Gonadaltes periodically checks and inspects the magic around here. After all, the magic..."
-The damn brat has come.-
A voice that sounded like a hamster forcibly imitating human speech was heard.
When Yi-Han turned his gaze, a hamster trapped in a cage was glaring at him with a vicious look.
"No. Did you learn to speak human language in the meantime?!"
-If only I could use magic, I would have surely turned you into a hamster.-
"Wait. I'm not at fault. It wasn't something I did."
Yi-Han protested, but the former magic criminal and current hamster didn't seem willing to listen.
Originally, the teacher's sins are passed down to the disciple.
"I'll give you grapes, so please calm down."
-What brings you here this time?-
"I came because I have something to ask."
-Is it magic? If it's magic, I can teach you.-
The hamster spoke in a sinister voice.
Of course, he had no intention of teaching proper magic. He planned to impart knowledge that would ruin mages.
"Ah. Really?"
-...?!-
However, Yi-Han's reaction exceeded the hamster's expectations.
"Then please translate this for me."
-...Once upon a time at a magic school... What the hell are you doing, you damn brat!-
