Episode 179
Pop!
Another quill broke. Lee Han raised his head and paused.
‘There are many subjects to study.’
In fact, just as other friends were worried, Lee Han thought, ‘How did I end up like this?’ He did not suffer from despair and frustration.
Lee Han’s spirit was too strong and strong to be shaken by something like that.
The type of personality that reads even one more word and prepares for regrets.
…but even taking that into account, it was a lot.
Do you need help…
“?”
Lee Han raised his head.
All my friends were busy studying in the lounge. Guy Nando was also reading a book while eating custard pie.
Who was talking?
grow. Boy…
Surprisingly, it was the helmet that spoke.
A helmet picked up from an underground dungeon!
‘Was it an ego artifact?’
Items created by great wizards sometimes had their own consciousness and intelligence.
If the wizard’s level was truly outstanding, it was possible to create an artifact that was wiser than a person.
“I didn’t know it was an ego artifact.”
Lee Han put down his quill.
Originally, I was planning to take a closer look after the exam, but I couldn’t ignore him when he talked to me like that.
“What is your name?”
I am the Helmet of Wisdom.
“Right. Helmet of Wisdom…”
Lee Han held his cane under the table.
I had no intention of letting down my guard just because the opponent was an artifact.
Isn’t he the guy who was in the underground dungeon?
Moreover, the dungeon was managed by Professor Boladi, and the magic school where the dungeon was located was managed by a skeleton headmaster…
I had to be suspicious at all costs.
“Do you have anything to do with Osu Gonadaltes or Boladi Bagrek?”
no. I am not a helmet made by the principal. A helmet made externally. Decades ago, a student sneaked me in to prepare for an exam.
“Right. “Of course, that doesn’t mean I completely believe what you say.”
……
The Helm of Wisdom was taken aback.
It’s not like he’s been deceived his whole life, so why can a young guy be so suspicious?
“So what are your abilities?”
As you can guess from the name, I am the Helmet of Wisdom. Inside me, there is knowledge left behind by previous owners.
“…!”
Lee Han’s eyes opened wide.
There is still knowledge left behind by the owners who came first.
As a student at a magic school, that was information of immense value.
How hard was it to find information such as how to get out or hidden spaces within the school?
Even if you salvage just a few of them…
“ruler. I’m ready. “Tell me everything!”
Lee Han quickly took out a new piece of paper and shouted. For now, I was planning on writing down whatever I could.
Calm down. Boy… I’m not a pitcher that works that way.
“then?”
I can answer questions once a month. I can answer anything using the knowledge accumulated within me.
“Is it possible to predict midterm exam questions?”
That’s impossible.
“Then it’s not whatever, is it?”
…Of all the owners I’ve ever met, boy, you seem to be the pickiest. I am not an all-round pitcher.
Tugu responded in confusion.
“Right…”
Lee Han had a rough idea of what kind of helmet this helmet of wisdom was.
This was an artifact that looked a bit like the spirit Perkuntra.
If you have too high expectations, you may be disappointed.
‘I’ll have to choose my questions well.’
If you ask the wrong question, you could end up wasting a question that can only be asked once a month.
“Is there any way to threaten Osu Gonadaltes?”
I’m just going to predict the midterm exam questions. I could be quite wrong, but…
“no. “I was just asking.”
Lee Han wiped his helmet well with a cloth and then put it aside.
It wasn’t useless, but it was a very awkward item.
‘If it were an ego artifact, it would be quite expensive. Should I take it out and sell it?’
Wait, is this the end? Why the question…
“I’ll ask later if I remember.”
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The Helm of Wisdom was perplexed.
Among the magic school students who have ever held a helmet, there has never been one like this.
The wizard who created the Helmet of Wisdom cast two spells on it.
One is to periodically answer the owner’s questions.
The other is to continue to become wiser.
If knowledge accumulates while continuously wandering the world and changing hands, wouldn’t it be possible to create a helmet that is smarter than the wizard himself?
It was an artifact created for that exact purpose.
The nameless wizard had died of old age, but the Helm of Wisdom was still moving around and working.
‘I shouldn’t be doing this.’
The Helm of Wisdom became anxious.
There was a phenomenon that even the wizard who created it did not expect: the Helm of Wisdom was trying to control its owner.
How can a pitch continue to get wiser?
I had to keep finding new things that the pitch didn’t know about.
To do this, the more the owner depended on the helmet, the better. As the helmet tells me, I will go to find, move, and experience new things.
And until now, the owners have all depended on Tugu.
The students admired and worshiped Tugu every time he answered a question.
– Indeed… everything I wanted was written in this <Compendium of Wide Area Flame Magic>! Helmet of Wisdom, thank you!
-It wasn’t that difficult… I think it might be a good idea for you to study fire magic a little more.
-Do you think so?
-then! Now, how about exploring the underground lava fields of the mountains?
-It looks a bit dangerous there.
-You’ll be fine!
Of course, this dependent relationship did not end well.
Students often realized that the Helmet of Wisdom had been controlling them only after being hit hard in the back.
Naturally, by that time, the helmet had abandoned its former owner. Because I need to find a new owner.
But this time, the new owner who picked up the helmet noticed something strange.
As if he wasn’t interested…
‘It must be an illusion. Soon they’ll be talking to me to get something out of me!’
However, Lee Han threw the helmet in the corner of his private room and soon forgot about it as he concentrated on his studies.
* * *
Direth, a 4th year magic school student and crow beast, suppressed a yawn and took out a potion from inside his coat.
‘It’s not good to keep using anti-sleep potions… it’s not good…’
But what can you do?
I have to drive away the drowsiness right before my eyes.
“Kollock. Collock. “Are you here?”
“Professor, are you here?”
Delet bowed his head politely.
The two did not have an ordinary professor-student relationship.
Direth majors in black magic under Professor Mortum, a kind of teacher-student relationship.
“But I can really help you, right? “You’re not going to the punishment room, are you?”
“Kollock. Permission granted.”
There was only one reason why a fourth-year student, who normally had nothing to do where the first-year students were, was doing this.
It was to help Professor Mortum’s black magic midterm exam.
Professors who are excellent at teaching create their own tests and grade them themselves, but not all professors are excellent.
Now, outstanding disciples had to take his place.
Disciples like Delet.
“Kollock. “Take this.”
Professor Mortum held out a heavy bag of silver coins and a box of reagents.
This was the compensation Delet received in return for participating in this midterm exam.
By the time I was in my fourth year, the amount of money spent on researching my own magic was beyond imagination.
Helping a professor with his work was also a great thing for a senior like Delet.
“thank you.”
Delet took a bag of silver coins.
“Kollock. “You can’t open your mouth in front of first-year students.”
“yes.”
“You can’t even look away. Any eye movement, hand gesture, signal that could be a code, or magical power transfer… Collock. Anyway, everything else doesn’t work. “Stay still like a statue.”
“…It might have been better for the professor to just do it…”
I already regret Delet.
Did you come forward to help for no reason?
“Is the poison ready?”
“yes. But, Professor. “Do you remember that first-year students haven’t learned poison yet?”
“Kollock. Of course. “Why do you ask?”
“it’s nothing.”
Delet smiled sweetly.
As was the case in my first year, Professor Mortum was a creative wizard who enjoyed coming up with unexpected ideas.
It was so creative that students often brought up parts they had not learned as tests.
-professor. I’ve been curious since I was in first grade… Can I ask why it keeps appearing on the test when I obviously don’t remember what I learned?
-Cough, of course you should know what you learned, right? A student’s true skills come out when they solve something they don’t know.
-…aha!
If I had known about this in my first year, I might have changed my major in black magic…
It was already too late.
‘Juniors. ‘Forgive me.’
Delet prepared poison.
First-year students who are interested in black magic will now have the experience of having a field of black magic that they did not even learn appear on the test.
Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh-tak!
Professor Garcia approached from afar. As he waved his wand, the classrooms in the hallway changed their appearance.
Delet greeted politely with an expression full of respect.
“hello. professor.”
“Good morning. Miss Dirette. “It’s a lot of hard work.”
“no.”
Delet turned his gaze to the classrooms.
As it was a lecture that people were interested in after hearing about the various magics of the Empire, the spaces for taking the exam were also divided into separate areas.
A classroom for black magic tests, a classroom for summoning magic tests, etc.
Professor Garcia said after greeting the other professors.
“When students arrive, I will tell them to take the tests in the order they want.”
“Kollock. Please do so. Professor Garcia.”
“Please take into account the fact that some students may come in late due to taking other exams.”
“All right.”
Delet said that and stood up.
‘Are there any students like that?’
If he had one, he was average, and if he had two, he was one of the best students in his grade.
Three…
He was a crazy person.
* * *
“!” Lee Han, who entered the black magic classroom with Gai Nando, was surprised to see someone for the first time.
“Kollock. “This is my disciple Delet.”
“Ah, hello, senior!”
Gainando greeted cautiously. Delet didn’t even look at me.
Gai Nando said to Lee Han with a hurt expression.
“Are you saying that I… am not good at black magic?”
“Rather, I think it’s because of the principal’s school rules.”
“!”
Delet was slightly surprised.
I never thought a first-year freshman would guess the situation like that before even hearing it.
“Kollock. right. Normally, I wouldn’t even meet you guys, but I came here specifically to help you with this exam.”
‘Oh my.’
Lee Han looked at Delet as if he felt sorry.
I think the professor could do this on his own, but why bother asking students to do it…
‘It seems like you’re looking at me with pity, but I’m probably mistaken, right?’
Delet thought it would be impossible.
It was Delet who had to look pitiful right now, not the new student.
and…
‘It’s a strange voice I’ve never heard before.’
The voice seemed quite familiar, no matter where I had heard it before.
Before I could continue to worry, Professor Mortum coughed and opened his mouth.
“Kollock. Then it would be better to start soon.”
“yes! professor. “I’m ready!”
Guynando grabbed his staff.
Whether it’s a curse or summoning undead, I practiced hard yesterday.
Gai Nando’s expression was full of confidence as he abandoned other lectures and started practicing black magic.
“What should I do?”
“poison.”
“…yes?”
“Kollock. “This test is German tax.”
“……”
Gainando looked at the professor with an expression mixed with various emotions, including resentment, betrayal, and hurt.
However, Lee Han nodded without blinking.
“All right.”
‘Are you a new student?’
