Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 825

Chapter 825

Fortunately, Falcrius heard his junior's call.

"Oh. Professor. Can I leave my post for a moment?"

"Sure. The feet have stopped growing from the patient's wrist... Everyone can take a short break."

"Thank you. I'm a bit worried. You know the mage from the Water Horse Mountain Range magic tower? I left him with my junior for a moment."

"Falcrius."

"Yes, Professor."

Professor Alkasis spoke while burning the cut-off feet.

"Your junior will handle it well on his own, so focus on your own work."

"But... He's still a 2nd year..."

Falcrius was flustered for the first time in a while.

Of course, Falcrius sometimes mistook Yi-Han's year as one or two years higher, but he was still a 2nd year after all.

The mage from the Water Horse Mountain Range magic tower was quite a tricky case, so it was unpredictable when and how his condition might worsen.

"He cursed himself. We don't know when or how he might become strange."

"That's why I said he'll handle it well on his own."

Professor Alkasis spoke in a rough, hoarse voice while trying to suppress a yawn.

Perhaps because she hadn't slept for so long, even drinking sleep prevention potions and insomnia curse potions straight from the bottle didn't stop her yawning.

"It's because you keep doing this that students run away, Professor! I'll go check!"

Falcrius flared up, kicked his chair, and turned around.

"No... Falcrius! Falcrius!"

The professor called her disciple in confusion. Falcrius left without stopping.

"You can't just pretend to be angry and not come back! We'll start again in 30 minutes!"

"...I know!"

Falcrius retorted angrily at the professor's shout.

Alkasis of the Lagrinde family was certainly a respectable mage, but at times like this, wasn't she going too far?

While it was true that weak mages couldn't endure long as healing mages and should be weeded out quickly, wasn't there a limit?

At the very least, it wouldn't have been too late to do this after the juniors had become a bit tougher.

If she treated them like this from the start, the already few 2nd year juniors might decrease even more. Moreover, in the case of Wardanaz, he was taking many other schools too...

"Uh, what are you doing?"

Falcrius blinked and made a dumb sound.

Bajun, the Water Horse Mountain Range magic tower mage, was struggling and flailing while subdued.

"Kuk! This is because I was ambushed! Because I let my guard down! If we had fought properly, I wouldn't have been subdued by a 2nd year student like this!"

"I understand, so please stay still."

"Let me go! Let's try again!"

"No. We need to check if there's something wrong with your head first. I can't release you until then."

"I'm fine, I tell you!? Give me my staff!"

"Judging by how you're talking, you don't seem fine. I'm warning you, stay still."

"What are you going to do if I don't stay sti... Kuk! Kuhak! I, I surrender!"

Bajun, who hadn't thought that the telekinesis currently subduing him was at a level of going easy on him, quickly shouted as the force tightened around his neck, arms, and legs.

What kind of 2nd year could use such strong magic?

"Ah. Senior. Did you see?"

"Uh... uh-uh. I came. But... um... Did the curse perhaps go to his head?"

Falcrius wondered if Bajun had gone berserk due to the curse while he was away and Yi-Han had subdued him.

"No. I've cured the curse for now, but he suddenly started saying strange things, so I called you. Could you check him?"

"?"

Hearing his junior's words, Falcrius was flustered, not knowing where to start pointing out issues.

"What did you do?"

"Strange things?"

"No. Before that. You cured the curse?"

"Yes."

"..."

Falcrius rushed to Bajun.

Caught in Falcrius's pot lid-like grasp, Bajun choked and shouted.

"Ge-gently..."

"I am being gentle."

"Ah. I'm sorry. I was holding him with telekinesis."

Yi-Han apologized and released Bajun's collar. Bajun glared slightly.

Falcrius cast several magical examinations on the patient. Starting from external injury checks to soul examinations, spirit projections, elemental detection, and so on.

And amazingly, not a trace of the curse remained. Bajun was perfectly fine.

"He's... he's completely cured, junior! What on earth did you do!"

"Huh? Is his head alright too?"

"Yes!"

"That's what I said!!"

Yi-Han released the other telekinesis with a doubtful gaze. Bajun got up, panting.

"You definitely said strange things... Something about where the prisoner was..."

"...That was because I was surprised!"

"You suddenly called me a saint too."

"That... that's a reasonable reaction, isn't it?!"

Bajun, who was trying to make excuses, suddenly felt indignant.

If nothing else, this wasn't a slip of the tongue but a justified reaction.

Anyone would have said something similar!

"Why did 'saint' come up?"

Falcrius looked at Yi-Han as if he didn't understand.

"That brat didn't purify or weaken the curse, he just absorbed it himself! Of course I'd call him a sai... Kuk!"

Before he could finish speaking, Falcrius grabbed Bajun's collar with both fists and lifted him into the air.

"Did you make him do it?!"

"Kuhak, no! No...! He did it on his own...!"

"How could a 2nd year do such a thing on his own, you damn Water Horse Mountain rock head!"

"Uh. I did it on my own, Senior."

"...R-really?"

Falcrius was flustered by Yi-Han's words and quickly put the patient down.

Then he cleared his throat and said.

"There seems to have been a slight misunderstanding. Puhoo."

"Einroguard bastards are all eccentric, I tell you."

Bajun grumbled while rubbing his neck.

He couldn't count how many times he had been strangled today.

Yi-Han smiled good-naturedly and said.

"There seems to have been a mistake due to the emergency situation."

'Was it an emergency situation?'

Bajun honestly didn't agree, but he decided to let it go.

In fact, having such a difficult curse cured, it was still a profitable deal even if he got grabbed by the collar a few times.

"Right. Anyway, thank you so much for curing me. And what's the big deal about being a saint? When anyone is about to end up like Professor Verduus on the verge of ruin, if someone risks their life to save them, that's a saint. You are a saint. You young brat."

"Are you sure his head is really alright?"

Yi-Han ignored the other party's words and whispered to Falcrius. Falcrius nodded slightly.

"Thank you again, and keep your promise. Make sure to come visit the Water Horse Mountain Range. But I need to leave now. My research has fallen too far behind. Well then, goodbye!"

Bajun ran quickly to the upper flying field of the magic tower without even putting on his shoes.

Then he hooked a magic chain onto a passing wyvern's claws and flew away.

-You crazy mage! What are you doing! Will you take responsibility if the wyvern's claws break?!-

-I'm sorry! Let me go with you! Drop me off on the way to the Water Horse Mountain Range!-

"Wardanaz. You absorbed someone else's curse?"

"Yes. But my resistance is strong, so I'm fine."

"..."

Not everyone could readily absorb someone else's curse just because they had strong resistance.

It wasn't something that could be done without strong responsibility and resolve towards others.

'Professor. You were right, Professor!'

Falcrius realized that Professor Alkasis had been seeing her disciples properly.

He had thought she was someone who didn't even know whether she was drinking coffee or tea because she was so worn out from work and fatigue, but that wasn't the case.

'But why didn't she recognize us last time?'

In fact, during last winter break, Professor Alkasis had encountered healing magic school students in casual clothes.

And she hadn't recognized them and just passed by.

It was still a shocking anecdote talked about among healing magic school students.

-The professor didn't recognize us then, right?-

-Honestly, I suspect she still doesn't remember us...-

'She must have just been bothered to deal with us. We misunderstood.'

Falcrius resolved to convey what he had just realized to his juniors.

If she was this interested in Wardanaz who had just entered, how could she not know about other juniors?

"Senior."

When Falcrius kept saying nothing, Yi-Han called cautiously.

"Hmm? What?"

"Are you perhaps angry that I treated the patient?"

"What?! No?! Why would you think that?"

"You were happy at the thought of researching an unusual and interesting disease for a year."

"...W-well, that's true. But that doesn't mean I'd be angry that you cured him!"

Flustered, Falcrius wondered if this junior thought he was a strange person.

Honestly, if we're talking about being strange, the junior who absorbed a curse that hadn't even been fully identified into his own body when he was only a 2nd year was much more...

"Junior. I'm warning you just in case you don't know, but you shouldn't carelessly absorb other people's curses."

Realizing his junior was much stranger than he thought, Falcrius quickly warned him.

It was an obvious thing to say, but also a necessary one.

"Why would I do such a thing?"

"What did you just do then?"

"That was... an exception."

"Then don't carelessly absorb even exceptions. Understand?"

"Yes..."

'He seems angry.'

  *

"Oh my, my whole body aches."

Ragesa grumbled every 3 seconds. Yi-Han finally gave in and apologized.

"I'm sorry. I called you unnecessarily."

"Brat. Did you call me on purpose?"

"No! What a misunderstanding!"

Yi-Han, like a skilled Einroguard student, absolutely refused to admit it.

Ragesa smiled like a kind grandmother and said.

"Kihihi. I just asked because I was impressed. You can tell me honestly. Do you think I'd get angry over something like this? Me, the daughter of Torgerard?"

'Yes.'

Yi-Han immediately answered inwardly, then said artificially.

"I really called you to introduce you."

'Tsk.'

Ragesa clicked her tongue.

This brat was no ordinary cunning fellow, so he would never fall for traps that ordinary people might. He was a talent who would have become a great pirate if he had become one.

"I couldn't look around properly because I was helping Alkasis. Was there anything interesting?"

"Nothing much. There was a mage from the Water Horse Mountain Range..."

"Ah. You mean Bajun? We had bet on how many curses that brat could endure."

Yi-Han was slightly surprised at the name of a more famous mage than he expected.

"Yes. That's him. I treated him."

"How? It couldn't have been easy."

"I absorbed the curse."

"..."

Ragesa was so shocked she couldn't continue speaking.

From the guts to absorb a curse severe enough to be brought to Einroguard, to the magic capable of absorbing it.

Both were unbelievably amazing feats.

And the most surprising thing was that all this had happened right behind her back without her noticing at all.

"You should have told me, you brat! Should I hang you from the mast! Should I make you like Verduus!"

"N-no! You were busy!"

"No matter how busy, I should have seen that! That's what I came to see! I've just become an idiot who only did work!"

After fuming for a while, Ragesa calmed down and asked.

"When's the next lecture?"

"1..."

"One hour later?"

"No. One minute later. We should run."

"...I-I see."

Yi-Han, who was running ahead, paused.

"Why are you stopping?"

"Uh, I think it's better if I go to this lecture alone. Wouldn't it be better for you to look around the 7th floor again, Lady Ragesa?"

"What is it, brat?"

Ragesa snatched the schedule from Yi-Han's hand, grinning all over her face.

She couldn't imagine what kind of lecture this cunning fellow didn't want to go to together.

'Maybe there's a lecture he's not confident in?'

Unexpectedly, it could be in the liberal arts subjects. Usually, people obsessed with magic were clumsy with imperial etiquette.

<Staff Materials and Magic Amplification>

Professor, Verduus Beavle

"..."

Ragesa's face twisted as grimly as a pirate encountering a storm.