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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 861
🕑 Added 2024-09-20 11:34:25 +0000 UTCChapter 861
"Servant?!"
Jourin was startled by Gainando's outburst of anger.
-Did, did you get angry at Jourin?-
"Of course I'm angry! Calling someone a servant! I'm royalty..."
"Grrrr!"
Eandurde, who had received the order from Yi-Han to 'get along with Jourin', faithfully carried it out.
She immediately attacked and subdued Gainando from the side.
Gainando, who apparently didn't expect to be attacked by a junior he was somewhat close to (by his standards), fell over.
"You... you!? Don't you know me!? I'm your senior! Hey! Aargh! I said I'm your senior! Yi-Han! Yi-Han!"
-Yi-Han! Did you see?! Eandurde stood up for Jourin! Jourin's friend!-
"Truly moving."
"Yi-Han?!"
Gainando, with his arm twisted behind his back, screamed.
How could Yi-Han abandon Gainando, the only friend he could trust in this chaotic room?!
"Eandurde. Let him go. And Gainando, how could you lose to a 1st year?"
"Sh-she attacked from a blind spot! And I went easy on her because she's my junior!"
"Grrrr."
When Eandurde flashed her eyes threateningly as if about to pounce again, Gainando quickly hid behind Yi-Han.
Yi-Han blocked his junior and explained the situation as quickly as possible.
"...So now Princess Jourin, a member of the royal family, has come to visit for the midterms. Gainando. Can you keep this secret?"
"Of course!"
"Thanks. As she's royalty, we need to treat her as well as possible, but since this is Einroguard, we have to be careful. There are too many crazy seniors, you know."
"That's right. Just trust me, Yi-Han. ...Huh?"
Gainando, who had been nodding his head and pounding his chest at the task his friend entrusted him with, paused.
We need to treat her as well as possible because she's royalty?
"...Uh, Yi-Han. I'm also roy...?"
"Wardanaz. Are you here?"
Adenart, who had come looking for Yi-Han, carefully entered as the door was open.
And she opened her eyes wide at the situation unfolding inside.
"Wh-what on earth...?!"
-Oh? Is this perhaps Jourin's sibling?-
Jourin looked Adenart up and down and asked curiously.
Yi-Han was surprised.
"How did you know?"
-I felt a faint sense! I thought it might be!-
"You're amazing, Your Highness."
Jourin flapped her wings shyly at Yi-Han's flattery.
'Wait. Didn't she ask if Gainando was a servant?'
Such a question suddenly occurred to him, but Yi-Han let it pass for now. That wasn't important right now.
"Princess. Listen. Right now, that is..."
Yi-Han repeated what he had just said.
And then he said seriously.
"As she's royalty, we need to treat her as well as possible."
"I see... Wait a moment. Wardanaz. I'm also royalty..."
Adenart felt slightly wronged.
She was also royalty, so why was only Jourin receiving preferential treatment?
But Yi-Han didn't give her a chance to object. After organizing the remaining space with Professor Boladi, he completed the personal room as a temporary dragon's nest.
Jourin wagged her tail up and down happily.
-It's small but cozy!-
"I'm glad. Then..."
-Friends, servant, sibling, and all! I'm so glad I came to Einroguard!-
Gainando tilted his head and asked.
"Is Adenart a servant?"
"No."
"...Hey! I told you I'm not a servant!"
When Gainando exploded, Jourin shrank back in surprise. Adenart quietly advised.
"Gainando. Such rudeness in front of Princess Jourin..."
"You! You're just taking her side because you're not being called a servant!"
"Wh-what... I won't tolerate such insults."
"The insult is being called a servant! Is being a dragon everything?!"
Jourin became sullen. Tears welled up under her large vertical pupils.
Seeing that, Gainando seemed to soften and hesitated.
"Ah, no... Don't cry."
-Gainando keeps getting angry at Jourin...-
"It-it's because you called me a servant."
-But Jourin needs a servant...-
"..."
Jourin stared at Gainando with teary eyes.
Unable to withstand that gaze, Gainando finally declared.
"...Augh! Fine! I'm a servant! A servant!"
-Wow!-
"She's really annoying, Yi-Han! If my mother was a dragon, I'd be treated well too!"
"...Gainando. Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor... No. Never mind."
"??"
Gainando didn't seem to know the Emperor's race.
Yi-Han let it pass, not wanting to shock his innocent friend.
Meanwhile, a red head of hair poked through the open door. It was Yonaire.
"Why is it so noisy? Gainando. Stop bothering Yi-Han and come down to clean..."
Yonaire, who had been speaking, closed her mouth. Professor Boladi seriously advised his disciple.
"It might be better to tell your friends."
Friends visited Yi-Han's personal room much more frequently than he had thought.
*
When Jourin came down to the 2nd year lounge, the friends thought 'Finally, the skull principal has kidnapped a dragon to try to kill Yi-Han.'
The next thought was 'Finally, Professor Bagrak has kidnapped a dragon...'
And after hearing the explanation, their thoughts were as follows:
'It would have been cool if Gainando was a dragon too.'
Wouldn't it have been much easier when fighting students from other towers?
As the friends stared at him, Gainando grumbled.
"Yeah. I'm a servant. What. Got any complaints?"
"N-no. Gainando. We were admiring your dedication."
"That's right. Being royalty yourself, but putting aside your pride to serve Her Highness. Honestly, we admired you."
The friends quickly made excuses, afraid their true thoughts might be exposed. Gainando seemed to feel a bit better hearing those words.
"Really?"
"Of course! Who else could take on the role of servant like that?"
-Gainando is an excellent servant!-
"Heh. Heheh."
-Raise the fireplace fire a bit more. Jourin likes warmth.-
"Understood."
Gainando brought out firewood.
Cutting, piling, and drying wood from the forest was one of the chores students had to do.
It could be quite bothersome as they had to replenish what they used, but Gainando boldly used the firewood.
Jourin, feeling drowsy, curled up her body with a low cry.
The students were newly surprised at the surreal sight of the 2nd year lounge transformed into something like a dragon's nest.
"To think I'd still be surprised by Einroguard..."
"But what kind of exam did Her Highness come for?"
"They say she has to compete with Wardanaz."
"...Uh, shouldn't we assassinate her now then?"
"Shh. Be quiet. If Wardanaz is thinking that, we should make her let her guard down even more."
While students were chattering on one side, on the other side, Yonaire was preparing the dragon's meal with alchemy school students.
"Eandurde. You must have had a hard time coming all the way here. Take this."
"Thank you!"
Eandurde happily received the bowl, delighted by Yonaire's warm meal after a long time.
"Are you studying well?"
"..."
Eandurde avoided eye contact with trembling eyes. She still remembered Yonaire's strict education during the winter break.
"Mmph mmph mmph."
"Yes. Eat and then talk. ...Eandurde. You're not forcing yourself to eat to avoid answering, are you?"
Asan, who was preparing ingredients with Yi-Han beside them, asked curiously.
"By the way, Wardanaz. How can a 1st year junior see us?"
Except for a few exceptions (mainly Wardanaz), 1st year juniors couldn't detect seniors.
So how could this 1st year junior?
"Professor Bagrak cast a spell on her."
"Wow. How kind."
"Thanks to that, you'll end up in the punishment room if you're caught too? Asan. Think about it again, can you really call this kindness?"
"...Wa-Wardanaz. Are you perhaps angry at Professor Bagrak?"
Asan was flustered by his friend's serious attitude.
Of course, his friend's words were right, but it didn't seem particularly Professor Boladi's fault.
"Angry? I don't know what you mean, Asan. I'm not angry at all that Her Highness came to visit the school thanks to him. I'm not angry at all that I have to worry about what kind of exam to do with Her Highness."
"...Maykin! Maykin! I'll boil the cauldron! Can we switch places!"
Asan quickly ran away.
He felt a sense of crisis that if he stayed next to Yi-Han any longer, he might get hit.
*
Yi-Han yawned long as he entered the classroom.
Not just Yi-Han, but all the Blue Dragon Tower students taking the <One Drop of Potion Instead of Complex Magic> lecture looked tired.
Taking care of a dragon in the lounge was more difficult than expected.
Not only did they have to prepare large amounts of food for the dragon to devour, but they also had to manage temperature, humidity, lighting, and occasionally even sing.
Moreover, Jourin only listened to Yi-Han's lullaby, shaking her head and striking the floor with her tail when other students sang. She even threatened Gainando with growls when he sang.
'It seems music magic... works when taking care of dragons too...'
Nillia, feeling something was off, kept tilting her head.
It seemed like only the Blue Dragon Tower friends had something going on, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
"Hey. Wardanaz. Wardanaz."
Nillia came beside Yi-Han and called him in a whisper.
"Huh? Oh. Nillia."
"What on earth is going on? Did something happen in Blue Dragon Tower?"
"Something... Well. It's similar."
Yi-Han looked at his dark elf friend and pondered.
Should he tell her this?
It wasn't a matter of keeping secrets, but the moment she heard this, Nillia would have to suffer taking care of the dragon too.
It might be understandable if she was from the same tower, but to entrust that much to a friend from another tower...
'...It's a good thing.'
In Einroguard, the power of being a leech was stronger than the power of friendship. Yi-Han sighed and said.
"Sigh. But this is a Blue Dragon Tower secret."
"Huh?!"
Nillia pricked up her ears and fidgeted.
A secret among friends excluding her.
"Is... is that so?"
"I can tell you, but you'd have to participate too. Sigh. But I don't know if that's good. Of course, it's not without reward..."
"Tell me. I don't know what it is, but I want to do it too!"
The cold and cool hunter from the Shadow Patrol answered immediately. Yi-Han smiled and said.
"Actually, there's a dragon in the lounge. We're taking care of that dragon."
"...Wardanaz. If you don't want to tell me, just say so. I'm leaving."
Nillia turned away, upset.
Of course, there could be secrets even among friends, but shouldn't there be some faith in the way of refusal?
To refuse with such an absurd lie!
"Ah, no. Nillia. It's true."
"Hmph."
Before Yi-Han could explain, Professor Uregor entered and the lecture began.
The professor briefly explained about next week's exam and carefully explained how to make the <Dragon Scale Potion>, which was the content of this week's lecture.
"I'll say it again, but you really have to be careful when making this potion! This potion's name comes not from its defensive power, but from the miserable state when you fail. Never forget component detection and conversion, and be especially careful about the timing of adding the Lisus potion! If you fail, like a dragon..."
"It's a dragon!!!"
"Don't make a fuss already, bronzehead."
The dwarf professor looked at the student as if he was pathetic.
It meant that if you fail, you become like dragon scales, there was no need to make a fuss as if a dragon had appeared already...
"It is a dragon?!?!?!"
Professor Uregor, turning his head, nearly fainted at the sight of a large young dragon blinking its eyes and staring at them by the window.
'Preposterous beard, has the time come for Einroguard to fall?'
Thinking the same thought that the skull principal and Yi-Han had each thought once, Professor Uregor tried to grasp the situation.
"If anyone has any idea about this situation, speak up."
"I have no idea at all, Professor."
Yi-Han answered immediately.
'If Wardanaz doesn't know, then none of the other bastards would know. Could it be Bentozol?'
-Where's Yi-Han?-
"..."
At the dragon's thought wave, Professor Uregor glared at his disciple with a grim face.
