Life of a Magic Academy Mage

Episode 822

However, Lagesa was complacent and let her guard down.

The boy from the Wardanaz family, who was now taken to the second grade area, was very perceptive in this regard.

“Professor Lagrinde!”

“??!”

The students of the Healing Magic School looked at Lee Han in astonishment.

What kind of guts does that junior have to call a professor?

It took a lot of determination to call Professor Alkasis when I was this busy.

If that junior asked even a useless question, he could have ended up on the hospital bed where the patients were lying.

Professor Alkasis, who was taking out the patient’s internal organs with one hand and casting a plague removal spell with the other, slowly turned his head.

Professor Dark.Elf, with layers of fatigue under his eyes, looked at Lee Han with a murderous look in his eyes that said, ‘If you call me something useless, I will kill you.’

“What?”

“Professor! Torgerd’s daughter Lagessa is here as a guest!’

“……”

Lagesa, who was going down the stairs, was so dumbfounded that she couldn’t speak.

How can someone who is only a second year old be so skilled at using einro-guard?

“Lagessa?”

“.. .Oh, it’s been a while.’”

I thought about pretending I didn’t hear, but even if I tried to resist at the opposing wizard’s magic tower, it would only be a loss for me.

Lagesa gave up cleanly. If I waste time resisting for no reason here, Professor Alkasis will charge me for that as well. “

It went well. Please help me. Come next to me.”

“Sweetheart. I came as a guest…”

Lagesa grumbled, but Professor Alkasis didn’t care. The professor was someone who could make the emperor do work even when he visited the Magic Tower.

“Good job.”

“Haha. I just told you that we had a guest.”

It was quite rare for Professor Alkasis to praise one of his students.

Lee Han bowed his head in flattery, not wanting to miss this opportunity.

“But why did you miss the last lecture?”

“.. .I was kidnapped by an ancient being.”

“……”

Professor Alkasis was someone who would not let his students be lazy, but he seemed to be speechless at this answer and paused for a moment.

“That’s right. I’m glad I got out. Have you decided on a pseudonym?”

“I haven’t decided yet.”

“Don’t take too long. It’s not like that.”

Professor Alkasis said in a rough, hoarse voice and waved his wand.

Then letters appeared in the air and began to combine.

“This spell will give you a suitable pseudonym.

-A basilisk might appear.

‘I don’t think so.’

As the baby basilisk spoke with hope, Lee Han felt a little sorry.

“basilisk?”

The tired dark elf professor stared at Lee Han’s sleeve. The frightened baby basilisk wrapped Lee Han’s wrist even more tightly.

“Ah. Yes. I am raising it by chance.”

“……”

“……”

The patient lying next to him and the senior from the healing magic school looked at Lee Han at the same time.

Is it usually possible to raise a basilisk by accident?

“The venom of the basilisk is a special medicine for lava sneezing, the plague, the Ajaxsha curse, and stone rock poisoning. I think I chose it well.”

“Because they are still young, they are not good at making poison.”

If left alone, it seemed like the baby basilisk would be dragged away like the alchemy school students had tried to do, so Lee Han quickly made an excuse.

Professor Alkasis then asked back as if he genuinely did not understand.

“If you can’t make poison, why are you taking it with you?”

“……”

– I can only make it. Shall I make it?

-Quiet.

Meanwhile, the letters floating out of thin air were completely combined. Alkasis threw a stroke without even looking.

“Take it. It came out good.”

“Thank you…”

Ohsu

‘What do you mean it came out well?’

Lee Han suspected that Professor Alkasis had not only thrown the magic without looking, but had also used magic roughly .

* * *

After a short conversation with the professor, all the students, including Lee Han, were put into practice.

The 2nd grade became the 2nd grade, and the 3rd grade became the 3rd grade. Lagessa had a difficult and unhappy time moving from Lagessa to the third grade.

“So, if you see blue spots growing on your back like this… you either ate the wrong king mushrooms, or you are already a corpse and have developed black magic!”

“…Wizard, do you see me as a corpse?”

“Oh no. Have you eaten mushrooms recently?”

“Yes…”

Anrago hurried over and took out a potion from the shelf, avoiding the patient’s suspicious gaze.

The huge shelves were filled with all kinds of labels, nameplates, potions, and ingredients, making me dizzy just looking at them.

〈Poisonous mushroom solution potion for patients who are already dead〉

〈Poisonous mushroom solution potion for patients who cannot speak〉

〈Poisonous mushroom solution potion that allows you to walk after eating〉

‘I found it!’

Anrago grabbed one of the potions on top (a poisonous mushroom solution potion that allows one to walk after eating it) and ran.

Sometimes it was easy to be mistaken for Wardanaz, but it was very rare for him to hurriedly patch up and stitch up dozens of seriously injured people by himself like Wodanaz.

In general, wizards of the healing school were given a little more time.

Usually, the patients who came here had unusual or difficult diseases that could not be solved nearby, and this was especially true for magicians in the healing school, as finding out this was their top priority.

So, many problems were solved with potions and ingredients prepared in advance in this way rather than with magic.

Of course, during the process, there was some trial and error involved in asking the patient if it was a corpse…

but Angago took the cork off, held the glass bottle up to the patient’s mouth, and had him drink it in one gulp.

As the blue spot disappeared in an instant, Anrago was happy.

‘It’s already the third time!’

At this speed, it was safe to say that he had broken his own record.

Anrago, who gained confidence, glanced at me. I was curious about what Wardanaz was doing.

“Gonadaltes. Hold on tight to the patient. It’s okay. He’s undead, but he’s a good guy. A cold sleep will heal him right away.”

Lee Han waved his cane without even looking back.

Then, from a long distance, a cold-blooded hyacinth flew from the shelf. The skeleton warrior who received it quickly threw it into a small pot and began to brew the contents.

“That’s it. Now, next person! Your arm is broken and you’re hallucinating every time you take a breath?”

‘what?’

Angago momentarily tilted his head.

A disease that would cause me to break my arm and hallucinate every time I took a breath didn’t come to mind.

“Let me check. Um, you’ve been cursed with magical power. I need to bring a potion… Hey, I’ll just push this with magic. Just hold your breath. That’s it. The curse has been pushed away. Try to breathe

. Are you okay? “Now, I’ll fix your broken arm. Next person!”

“……”

Lee Han began to kill the patients in front of him at an incredible speed.

Lee Han not only helped seniors from the healing magic school with their work throughout last year, but also had various practical experiences.

Not only did they have knowledge about diseases, but they also captured detection and detection very keenly.

And if he thought he could solve it with his magic, he pushed it away with his magic.

puck!

Spiritual bodies and evil spirit curse-type diseases could not withstand the impact of pure magic power well.

When Angago saw Wardanaz curing 10 patients in one minute with just magical power, he was beyond shocked and felt strange.

‘wait for a sec. I think only patients like that keep coming to Wardanaz?’

Anrago felt something strange and looked around.

Just then, a patient had arrived in the third grade area.

“How are you?”

“I had work to do at night, so I patrolled near the tomb, and from the next day, every time I closed my eyes, I kept hearing a strange laughing sound… Ugh…” “I’m

possessed by a weak evil spirit. Do you see the second-grade area over there? Hurry up and get in line over there. Can you see that junior guy disappearing? Go to him and tell him to push me with magic.”

“……”

Only then did Angago realize the truth and became indignant.

Not only third-year students, but even fourth-year seniors were doing similar things!

-hey. It’s going to be a bit of a pain to treat this… How many potions does it take? 〈Laglinde’s Flashback Potion〉 〈Dobruk’s Blood Drop Potion〉 〈Birch Potion〉…

-Let’s just send it to Wardanaz and ask him to push it with some magical power.

-Wouldn’t the consumption of magical power be too much?

-are you okay. Look at the line over there. There’s still more left to do.

“Wardanaz! You are being deceived!”

“what?”

Lee Han was taken aback by Angago’s call.

I can’t believe I’m being deceived.

Did you mean that you entered Einrogard?

“Your seniors are sending patients to you!”

“…No. I knew that. Angago. Concentrate.”

“Alpha, please concentrate.”

Not only Lee Han but also Tijeeling looked at him as if scolding him. Anrago sat down in confusion.

‘Am I strange!? ‘Aren’t seniors strange!?’

* * *

“rest!”

When the wyvern stopped coming, Senior Falkrius shouted cheerfully.

Students everywhere quickly lay down on their backs.

Experienced Einrogard students could sleep anywhere. I laid my cloak on the floor, cast a simple cushion spell and a warming spell, and fell asleep right away.

“Puh. Thank you for your hard work. Wardanaz.”

“Ah, Senior Falkrius. If this is enough, you will pass the test, right?”

“You got a perfect score anyway… And actually, grades aren’t that important in the healing magic school. What’s important is staying sane.”

“??”

Lee Han looked surprised, as if he had heard that the sky had fallen.

How can it be possible to say that grades are not important?

“What do you mean?”

“Huh? The number of healing wizards is so small that grades don’t mean much. Even if you fail and graduate, you’ll be called right away.”

“……”

Hearing the cold reality, Lee Han tried to deny it.

“But it’s still more advantageous… or being appointed to the imperial capital…”

“Whaha! There are already healing wizards there

!”

In a comfortable and cozy place like the imperial capital, not only was there not that much demand for healing wizards, but all the seats were already full.

Usually, new healing wizards were forced to go to rough and difficult places where there were many injured people.

‘…I’m still learning magic from other schools…’

Lee Han quickly protected his mind.

One of the few advantages of taking classes at a previous school was that if your own school seemed to be failing, you could find a mental victory by going to another school.

“Puh. By the way, if you’re not going to sleep, follow me for a moment. I’ll show you something good.”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

Lee Han tried to invite his friends as well.

However, my friends had already fallen asleep. Lee Han tried to sprinkle water on Angago but ended up failing.

After entering second grade, White Tiger Tower students also began to have dark shadows under their eyes.

“Let’s go. But will it be a good thing?”

Lee Han thought of an escape method using snacks, external patients, or evil backroom deals.

It would have been even scarier if I had survived until 4th grade in a school like this and didn’t have any of those things.

Doesn’t that mean he only endured with pure good will and sense of responsibility?

‘It’s probably not senior Falkrius. I believe it.’

“Do you see the wizard lying over there? He’s a wizard from the Magic Tower in the Water Demon Mountains.”

‘Yes. What kind of deal did that wizard propose? Like letting us go out?”

“What do you mean? The disease that wizard is suffering from is unusual and interesting, so I called you here to show you?”

“……”

Lee Han glared at senior Falkrius with eyes full of betrayal.

I never thought he would be like this!