Life of a Magic Academy Mage Chapter 42

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Episode 042

The explosion of unrefined magical power fatally injured Garakse, who hit it squarely, but also shocked Lee Han at the same time.

Lee Han flew backwards with a shock that shook his entire body.

‘Tsk…!’

It was a much stronger shock than when I received Ala-Long’s sword strike properly.

Lee Han regretted.

‘Did I infuse too much magic?!’

Thinking that he had to finish off his opponent, he exerted all his magic into it, but an unexpected result occurred.

My body couldn’t move because of the shock.

Fortunately, all the enemies were defeated…

“Student Lee Han!”

Professor Garcia hurriedly came running from afar.

Lee Han was puzzled by that appearance.

‘The remaining raiders must have been attacking the professor?’

The answer to that question was immediately apparent.

The attackers were lying scattered around Professor Garcia, as if they had been hit hard with a giant hammer.

Professor Garcia’s fist was also stained with blood, but no matter how you looked at it, it was not his own blood.

‘Ah… you were a troll mixed race…’

Lee Han slightly regretted it.

Even if Lee Han had not stepped forward, Professor Garcia might have defeated the attackers with his fists.

As the race itself came from a strong troll family, even if they couldn’t use magic, their physical specifications were amazing.

How dare you!

A huge skeleton was seen flying from the sky in the direction of the school with a green light.

Normally, the sight of the principal would have given him goosebumps, but Lee Han was relieved.

‘I could use some rest.’

Lee Han closed his eyes and lay down. His whole body was throbbing and he just wanted to rest.

* * *

The skeleton headmaster hurriedly rushed over, taking Professor Boladi with him.

Imperial anti-magicists were gloomy creatures that grew like mold or poisonous mushrooms.

I can’t believe people like that attack a professor at school.

I’m sorry. Professor Garcia Kim. My lack of ability put you in danger.

The skeleton principal lowered his head when he saw the scene of the fight.

“Oh, no. Mr. Gonadaltes. “It would have been impossible for anyone to stop the imperial anti-magicists, especially those from the Twilight Dawn.”

Professor Garcia was rather taken aback by the sincere apology from the skeleton principal whom he had not seen in a long time.

Professor Boladi, who was next to him, opened his mouth.

“I don’t think so. “If you are the principal of this school, you should be able to stop that.”

“……”

……

Professor Garcia looked at Professor Boladi in bewilderment.

In this situation, I wonder if someone is a professor who has no social life at all…!

I wanted to hit the skeleton principal, but I held back. In this case, it was my fault.

I definitely should have searched around. It’s a shame. Is that… an ancient artifact?

“yes. “It was a powerful artifact that sucked up all the magic around it.”

You prepared very thoroughly.

The skeleton principal clicked his tongue.

There was no one as skilled at dealing with wizards as the anti-magicians.

I never thought they would find such an ancient relic and bring it back.

“This person is a fortune teller.”

Professor Boladi said after seeing the prosecutor who was about to die.

This person was also famous in the Twilight Dawn.

He was so good at fighting against wizards that he was nicknamed ‘the magic slayer’…

I’m holding my breath. I will take you to my prison. I’ll have to dig into its brain to find out information about the Twilight Dawn. by the way…

The skeleton headmaster glanced at the surrounding battlefield with new eyes.

I could tell at a glance that it was Professor Garcia’s skill to roast and fry most of the attackers with lightning magic and other magic.

I was a professor who wasn’t good at magic combat, but I thought he managed to use it well without destroying the surroundings.

However, there were other features that caught my eye.

Cutting and stabbing with a sword, or defeating an opponent with telekinetic magic.

Even at a glance, I could tell who did it. It was a boy from the Wardanaz family who had collapsed and looked as if he had fainted.

‘Why is the Wardanaz family so good at swordsmanship?’

To confront and defeat Garakse, you had to be skilled, no matter how lucky you were.

The skeleton principal was curious about that, but he didn’t bother waking him up to ask.

Originally, wizards did not only do magic. Each person had a hobby.

Some people horseback riding, some people knitting…

That might be swordsmanship.

Perhaps noticing the skeleton principal’s gaze, Professor Garcia opened his mouth.

“It would have been really dangerous if this student from the Wardanaz family hadn’t helped us. Thanks to this, it ended without any other workers getting hurt.”

okay. You’re talented. Even in that situation, I was able to successfully use magic without panicking… I have a talent for magic combat. Professor Boladi, is that what you taught? That’s amazing.

“I’m not really surprised. The boy from the Wardanaz family is the type of person who shows strong concentration when faced with a crisis, and has enormous magical power. It is only natural that they show their abilities when fighting under these circumstances.”

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‘I brought that guy here for no reason.’

The skeleton principal regretted it.

Because he is an excellent battle mage, I brought him here in preparation for any unexpected situation, but whenever he opens his mouth, it scratches the headmaster’s stomach.

The vampire professor was saying, ‘If it’s to this extent, it should be done to that extent,’ but of course the skeleton principal did not agree.

It was an incredible achievement that even the skeletal principal who was stingy with praise could not help but praise.

I can’t believe that a new student who has just entered the school struggles like this against the infamous imperial anti-magicists.

Moreover, listening to Professor Garcia’s words, each and every way of fighting impressed the skeleton principal.

It wouldn’t have been that surprising if he had won simply because he was strong, or because he knew how to use a lot of magic.

However, this boy from the Wardanaz family was weaker than his opponent, and in an unfavorable situation, he used his head and won.

It was a talent that only a good wizard could have.

I’m jealous!

The skeleton principal suddenly felt like his non-existent knuckles were itching.

In my heart, I wanted to use the old-fashioned, old-fashioned way to teach people directly by taking them into my workshop and making them my students.

Originally, magicians in the old days passed down their knowledge through one-person transmission, passing everything down to one brilliant disciple.

Of course, in this day and age, you shouldn’t do something like that.

If you did something like that to a boy from the Wardanaz family, there would be protests from the professors, the Wardanaz family, and even the emperor.

-principal! Being a wizard isn’t just about learning magic. Don’t you know how harmful it is to be a twisted and eccentric wizard who only learned magic without having a social life?

– Osu Gonadaltes. If it were possible to teach magic that way, I would have taught it. Is that all you can do? He seems like a worthless guy.

-Sewage. I gave subsidies to schools to take good care of and raise talented people who would become the equals of the empire. Did I give subsidies to raise damned crazy people? What are you doing now by hiring valuable talent? Are you protesting against me?

…In any case, learning one-on-one from an archmage was too likely to destroy and distort the student’s personality.

‘This era is truly an era that annoys me.’

The skeleton principal sighed with regret.

What can I do? It’s a rule I made myself.

Anyway, since the boy from the Wardanaz family entered the school, there will be many opportunities to meet and teach in the future.

The Skeleton Headmaster earnestly hoped that this boy from the Wardanaz family would come under his wing in the next few years.

If I do that, I will be able to study and pass down all kinds of forbidden secret arts and knowledge!

Let’s clear the scene. Give a reward to the workers for this work. Because they deserve it. Don’t forget to take that ancient relic with you.

The skeleton headmaster gave orders to his summons.

The traces had to be cleaned up so that the villages around the magic school would not be uneasy.

Professor Boladi. What are you doing?

The skeleton principal asked a question with a curious gaze.

Professor Boladi was closely observing the fallen attacker.

“These few raiders here were exploring when they came across an unusual type of attack.”

Umm. Surely… How did you defeat the Wardanaz clan?

Professor Boladi and Principal Skeleton thought together.

It was immediately possible to distinguish between cuts or stab wounds with a knife or wounds caused by shooting an iron ball.

However, some of the attackers had scars that looked like they had been hit with a huge hammer.

What on earth?

‘Could it be that you controlled the rock? <Lesser Controller> With a spell?? No matter how much magical power you have, it would be impossible… Are you sure you could have done it?’

“…Well, I knocked him down with my fist. everyone.”

Professor Garcia said, raising his hand with an embarrassed expression.

* * *

When Lee Han woke up on a soft bed, the first thing that caught his eye was the headmaster’s skull.

‘Is it a nightmare?’

“Student Lee Han. “It was really hard.”

Next to him was Professor Garcia.

“Oh, no. I just had to do what I had to do.”

Even so, a ball is a ball. He was great.

“thank you.”

Of course, trying to get out of school is another thing.

‘shit.’

Lee Han clicked his tongue inwardly.

Hatred against the Empire’s anti-magicists arose once again.

If it weren’t for those guys, it would have been a village by now!

Professor Garcia said with an apologetic expression.

“sorry. Student Lee Han. “I was active like this…”

What is there to be sorry about? Rules are rules. A prize is a prize. Punishment is punishment. Rather, how did you clear the underground warehouse passageway? Isn’t this a place you can pass by in a week?

The skeleton principal asked as if he was genuinely curious.

The warehouse behind the central stairs on the first floor of the main building was a place where many new students took on challenges.

Even if it wasn’t just about escaping, the food pantry was a place that starving students wanted to go even if they had to sell their souls.

The skeleton principal also knew this, so he used to leave out keys that lead to the back of the central stairs of the main building.

But they cut through the underground warehouse passageway right there.

That was something even the skeleton principal didn’t expect.

Even if he exercised iron-clad self-control and didn’t touch anything in that vast warehouse, how could he have eluded the warehouse manager?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lee Han closed his mouth and pretended not to.

Since it was caught anyway, I had to hold it until the end.

The skeleton principal read Lee Han’s inner thoughts and grinned.

You’re really not an ordinary guy. But it didn’t work. The underground warehouse passage will no longer be usable.

‘shit!’

The skeleton principal’s voice suddenly became serious.

Listen. Ihan of the Wardanaz family. On behalf of the school, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for fighting against the imperial anti-magicists to protect the workers and professors.

“…!”

As a token of gratitude, I will give you the famous sword, ‘Morning Star’.

“Thank you… Wait, isn’t this the sword the enemy was holding?”

Lee Han was so embarrassed that he couldn’t ask, ‘Can I just give a real sword to a student who is full of blood?’ Actually, he should have asked that first.

So should I at least destroy it?

“I see. “I will write well.”

Lee Han understood in just one second.

‘I’ll have to sell it later.’

Professor Garcia was slightly embarrassed. Even if he was convinced, he was convinced too quickly.

When Lee Han refused to the end, I tried to persuade him by saying, ‘There is nothing wrong with this sword, the person who used it was just a wicked person. Please use the sword properly and guide it to the right path.’

And take this too. It’s a ticket to go out.

“…!!”

Lee Han was much happier than when he received the sword.

Even the skeleton principal was taken aback to see the boy, who always had an expressionless face and rarely expressed his emotions, so excited.

That sword is much more valuable!

“thank you! principal. “I will be loyal!”

Yeah, yeah.

It was such madness that even the skeleton principal was slightly overwhelmed.

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