Episode 1000
“Then I’m going.”
Since both of Lee Han’s hands were tied, he had no choice but to wave the hand holding the hamster cage as a greeting.
The hamster inside let out an angry squeak.
“Sleep… wait. Wodanaz!”
Giselle was unusually embarrassed and called Lee Han.
“Why don’t you whip these idiots here!?”
‘You’re talking too harshly.’
The White Tiger Tower students became sullen.
Even though their average grades are lower than the Blue Dragon Tower students…
“You’re talking too harshly!”
The Blue Dragon Tower students were furious.
No matter how much they lack, aren’t these words too harsh?
“?”
“??”
The two top students exchanged looks with puzzled expressions.
And then I realized it too late.
‘oh.’
“I didn’t mean you…”
“Moradi.”
Giselle, who was frowning and trying to explain to the idiots at the Blue Dragon Tower, stopped at Lee Han’s words.
Surprisingly, Wardanaz was smiling calmly.
“Did I tell you there are more important things than exams?”
“…uh…uhh.”
Giselle was completely overwhelmed by the sight of her friend whom she had never seen before. It was true that if a person was too surprised, they couldn’t react at all.
“Now that I think about it, I think I pushed you guys too far. Even though forcing it isn’t necessarily the answer. “You all have your own path.”
“……”
“……”
Not only Giselle but the other students also froze one after another.
Everyone was frozen as if the basilisk had used the evil eye of petrification.
Lee Han spoke kindly, whether his friends fell into a state of petrification or not.
“Everyone, don’t overdo it. “Then I’ll leave.”
Even after Lee Han disappeared, his friends did not return right away. After a few minutes, someone shouted.
“Wardanaz is broken!!!!!!!”
* * *
“thank you. “Professor Willow.”
“What are you doing with something like that? Kid. Rather, I should be thankful.”
Professor Willow chuckled and held out the paper. The paper, which had the Imperial Gardeners Club emblem decorated at each corner, contained a full schedule of auctions held by the club.
And the mandragora grown by Lee Han was proudly listed among the auction items.
Originally, this mandragora was a one-semester assignment for the <Wizard’s Life with Plants> course that was raised and submitted until the final exam.
But a mischievous dragon and basilisk…
-……
The baby basilisk became sullen.
It wasn’t my fault!
…According to his actions, Lee Han’s Mandragora had already grown up during the midterm exam.
It grew so well that Professor Willow recommended that he submit it for auction at the Imperial Horticulturist Club, to which he belongs.
“If this sells, I will buy you and your majesty a gift.”
-!
The baby basilisk’s tail wagged with joy.
“ruler. Here is the invitation. Since it is held during vacation, I can participate in person.”
Not everyone could join the Imperial Gardeners’ Club. It was an honorable club that only horticulturists with outstanding achievements could join.
In other words, the fact that the mandragora submitted by Lee Han was put up for auction within the club and that he was able to participate meant that Lee Han was also permitted to join this club.
Perhaps this could have been a more valuable reward than the gold coins obtained from selling Mandragora.
“And kid. “What you must not forget is…”
“Journal of the Imperial Gardeners’ Club. Is that correct?”
“okay!”
Professor Willow moved his bark face and laughed merrily.
Talking with outstanding students made Namu himself happy.
The professor took out a small booklet. It was a booklet with “Journal of the Imperial Gardeners’ Club” written on the outside.
“Don’t forget to take this. “With this one, we can share information about plants throughout the empire.”
“yes. “I was definitely planning to secure the <Imperial Gardeners Club Journal> where we could share information about where and what plants are popular, what happens and how their prices fluctuate, and who we can get good plants from.”
“…Yeah, yeah. “I know it well, so it’s okay.”
I knew it better than I thought, so much so that I flinched.
“Starting next semester, we will meet as fellow gardeners within the club. But don’t get too obsessed with plants. “Other professors will resent me.”
Wizards who didn’t know much about plants didn’t understand, but there was nothing more attractive and addictive than plants.
Professor Willow knew many people who were so engrossed in the magic of collecting and growing plants that they could not escape it.
I wonder how disappointed the Einrogard professors would be if Wardanaz neglected his other lectures because he was so caught up in the joy of raising mandragora.
“I’ll keep that in mind. And even if I concentrate on other things, the professors won’t have any resentment toward Professor Willow. “It wasn’t because of the plants, it was because I changed my mind.”
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“You changed your mind?”
Professor Willow was puzzled by the words of the senior in his grade.
“From now on, I will definitely not be obsessed with exams. “How important are other people’s opinions on the magic path?”
“Hmm. Usually, that kind of thing is said by kids who failed school… but if it were you, kid, it would be okay.”
Originally, sayings like ‘Only you need to know the magic path you walk’ were usually grumbling in the punishment room by those who failed at Einroguard, but such words tended to sound more dignified when said by the head of the grade.
Rather than worry for no reason, Professor Willow decided to trust the boy in front of him.
“So, are you planning to pass this test with ease?”
“yes.”
“I see. “But what is that?”
Professor Willow, who found the thick report Lee Han was holding, looked puzzled and asked.
“This is a report submitted for the lecture <Ancient Artifacts and the Tragic History of Summoning Magic>.”
Professor Willow focused on ‘submitted’ rather than ‘to be submitted’.
I moved my head to the side and saw Professor Millay’s handwriting saying “perfect score.”
“…okay. Cheer up!”
Instead of scolding his student for being an unlucky little brat, the professor quietly praised him.
It was truly an attitude that only a classy professor could show.
* * *
“What nonsense?”
The thunderous professor was sitting on a chair in a hut, eating chicken noodles, and looked at his student as if he were crazy.
From now on, I won’t worry too much about exams.
It was as if the dwarf was reflecting on his mining efforts to date and pledging to plant trees for the rest of his life.
Just as dragons fly and ghouls crave flesh, Wardanaz was crazy about magic.
“I decided to reflect and change.”
“No… I don’t think it’s something to reflect on or change…”
The thunderous professor checked the golden potion submitted by Lee Han with a nervous expression.
Ironically, there was not the slightest error. It was a potion so perfect that it was hard to believe that it was made by only a second-year student.
I can’t believe the guy who makes this kind of potion wouldn’t worry about the test.
Are you planning to mock Einrogard’s students in a different way in the future?
‘He’s a scary guy. I never thought I could overwhelm other wizards like that.’
“But now that I think about it, the professor made poison.”
“…Kekkek, kekkek.”
The dwarf professor, who was inhaling noodles through his beard, coughed.
“What… what… I couldn’t help it if you were talking about Arlkhan’s death. “The principal’s alter ego told me to keep it a secret, so what should I do?”
“hmm.”
Lee Han stared at the thunderous professor.
Seeing that gaze, the professor became anxious, wondering if he had asked his student to make a new charm for no reason.
If you look at the causes of death of alchemists since ancient times, you will find that more alchemists were poisoned by their students than you might think.
This spicy soup was quite suitable for hiding poison.
“…Shall I do the rest?”
“no. I have to do everything while I’m here. “I need to finish the exam quickly and help the principal.”
“Oh, no. It’s been so long since you recovered, so why are you overexerting yourself? “Professor Bendozol will do, so you can rest more!”
The thunderous professor, who suddenly became a professor who cared for and loved his students, stopped Lee Han from getting up.
When the student sat down again, the thunderous professor looked at him and asked.
“Aren’t you curious about the potion you just submitted?”
Lee Han sighed lightly at that question.
And then he said it as if he was frustrated.
“professor. I told you. “I won’t worry too much about exams from now on.”
‘Why are you saying something after coming first and getting a perfect score?’
The thunderous professor cursed his best student in his heart.
It seemed like somehow things had become even more unlucky.
* * *
Lee Han completed the tests quickly and with a much more relaxed mind than usual.
You don’t have to pay much attention to the lectures on <Wand Materials and Magic Amplification> (Professor Verdus disappeared, so senior Yukveltyre was evaluating them instead), <Crazy Precognition Magics> lectures, etc., which have already been virtually completed before the final exams. done.
Of course, I couldn’t completely ignore it. Even though the exam was over, there were still lectures left.
“know. “He disappeared.”
“Did you know?”
Lee Han was a little surprised that Yukveltire knew about the ascension of his crazy alter ego.
“You even erected a memorial.”
“ah. “Did Senior Direth order you to do this?”
“what? no…”
“As expected, Senior Direth is very considerate.”
“What is that…”
Yukveltyre tried to point out his junior’s absurd words, but following the tradition of the Buyeo School of Magic, Lee Han ignored the other person and said what he had to say.
“You are more senior than me. “I heard he knows a lot about the small world.”
“I’m not an expert, but to some extent…”
“Have you ever heard of small world magic in the form of a crown like this? I ended up using it by chance this time, because the restrictions were more stringent than I thought. If you have any related grimoires, please recommend them. “I plan to read it during vacation.”
Hearing his junior’s words, Yukveltire quickly realized what kind of magic he was talking about.
I was sure he was referring to that vague crown that had shimmered overhead the last time I was wandering through the underground mining area.
I didn’t say anything for fear of ruining the magic with unnecessary interference, but it seems that my junior himself eventually noticed…
“…You used it?”
“yes? yes.”
“how!?”
“ah. It was a coincidence, but there was a clue in what Direth said. “You asked if the conditions were to be good and dedicated, and it was similar.”
“You talked to Delet!?!?”
Yukveltire was even more shocked. He was so shocked that he couldn’t even point out that his junior had used the small world.
‘I was that interested?’
Why did the two of you talk about it except yourself?
Of course, the answer was that I thought about it to myself and didn’t tell Delet, but it wasn’t easy for Yukveltire to figure that out.
“Didn’t you hear?”
“…huh.”
“Well, I guess that’s because the seniors have more important magic.”
Lee Han’s consolation did not have much effect on Yukveltire.
“…Did I do something wrong to Delet?”
“Don’t you do it every day? “What’s new?”
“It’s not that bad.”
“That’s about right.”
The junior was cold. Yukveltyre, who was mentally cornered, assumed that his junior was right.
“…Could you please go to Delet and tell him to stop his irrational anger?”
Lee Han resolutely refused the magic words, which could have caused him anger that was not there before.
“I don’t like it. Senior, do it yourself. Anyway, I’ve finished the lecture on <Wand Materials and Magic Amplification>, so I’ll leave now.”
“Sleep…!”
Seeing her junior leaving in a cold manner, Yukveltire hit the table with her fist without realizing it.
It was the first time I felt strong anger toward the school culture.
What on earth is wrong with the Enchantment School of Magic?
