How to live as a magic school wizard

051

“Collock. That student will come to my studio during break time.”

“????”

Professor Mortum coughed and spoke to Gainando.

Gainando made a face as if he had been hit in the face.

why?

what did i do wrong??

Could it be that there was a grudge against the imperial family???

“And that student too.”

Professor Mortum also pointed out Lee Han.

Lee Han was not as shocked as Guy Nando.

He was seriously thinking about it as one of the options for black magic in order to manage his grades.

However, the Blue Dragon Tower students had a different meaning.

“Gainan too, you bastard! Because of you, Wodanaj seems to be dragged too!”

“You can’t even die alone, stupid?!”

“Tell me you’re going alone!”

He misunderstood that Lee Han was also forcibly taken away because he was close with Guy Nando.

The students were outraged.

There are several responsibilities that Lee Han has to take care of. Are you going to go alone or lead Lee Han like a water ghost?

“These… these children… you will never go alone! I will go with you!”

Guy Nando was moved by the bullying of his friends.

“Cancel!”

“no!”

“Cancel!”

“everyone. Professor Mortum is already gone.”

Professor Garcia looked at the Blue Dragon Tower students as if pathetic.

* * * *

To put it simply, the wizard’s workshop was like a kind of laboratory.

A place where the wizard’s disciples voluntarily explore topics that the wizard is interested in through various experiments and explorations without a break for 25 hours a day.

Of course, saying this sounds like a hellish place where people are exhausted and torn apart, but it was actually true.

It was different depending on the type of wizard’s workshop, but basically, the life of the disciples learning under the wizard was going to be hard.

When I was in the Lee Han-do family, I heard quite a few stories about the wizard’s disciples studying in the workshop.

-Once upon a time, there was a disciple who was learning magic under a wizard. When this disciple wakes up in the morning, he sharpens his staff, prepares the reagents for the experiment according to the alchemy secret, adjusts the amount of magical power to enter the magic circle,I had to go out to find the necessary ingredients, collect them before lunch and return. This disciple was so smart that he made simple lunches while walking around, which gave him time to get the next job done quickly. So then…

-Will the end of this story end with the disciple killing the wizard and taking over the workshop?

-young master. What nonsense joke are you talking about? In the end, of course, this student who studied hard will become a great wizard.

-……

There was no paradise for a learner in any world.

But fortunately, I don’t have to worry about that now.

Because now Lee Han is a freshman!

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Now that it was not decided which professor to learn under, no one had any reason to be afraid.

If you want to be a mad professor, you can quietly walk back and come out.

“Black-black…”

“…are you really crying?”

Ian was perplexed.

Gainando’s eyes were really red.

“What did I do wrong… to call a place in such a gloomy and secluded place…”

“Isn’t there any guarantee that you were called by mistake?”

“Then what will it be?! uh! Obviously, like someone who has learned black magic, his heart was twisted and he called me to harass me separately!”

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Now, the two were heading to the place Professor Mortum had pointed out.

And, in Lee Han’s view, the location of Professor Mortum’s workshop was a bit problematic.

‘Is that too gloomy?’

The road on the way became more and more lonely and quiet, and the wind got stronger and stronger, and I could hear ghosts in the forest next to the road…

There were even a few graveyards.

Of course, I didn’t understand it.

Black magic will basically require negative elemental magic, and research on undead will require a corpse…

If all of those conditions were met, there was no choice but to be so brutal.

‘But if you ask why the freshmen don’t come after this, it sounds like you have no conscience…’

In the distance, I could see Professor Mortum’s workshop, the so-called “Darkness Hall” building.

From the outside, it looked like an ordinary four-story tower, but it was common sense that the wizards’ buildings could not be guessed just by their appearance.

And there were already a few hints near the tower.

Skeletons and bones rolling around with broken bones.

A tombstone that was roughly cut and laid.

＜Handling caution!!! A box of poison water bottles with a sign that says “If you touch it, you die!!”

It seemed that I could roughly understand what kind of experimentation and research was being conducted in this workshop.

Gainando’s face, feeling the atmosphere, had already turned pale enough to be indistinguishable from the undead.

“Are you there?”

quiver-

When I knocked on the door, it opened on its own. Lee Han went inside with Guy Nando.

Guy Nando trembled and tried to grab Lee Han’s collar. Lee Han clapped his hand as if it were bothering him. Gainando made a face full of betrayal.

“Collock, Coloc… you’re here.”

The studio was filled with black and blue smoke, making it impossible to recognize an inch ahead. Professor Mortum’s voice was heard in the smoke.

“Diret. Guide the freshmen.”

“Are you crazy, Professor? The principal said that the upper grades should not contact the first graders.”

“ah. It did. Cologne. It’s annoying… Can’t we just sneak up on it?”

“You just came out of that cell, haven’t you? Are you going to jail again?”

“Not a prison cell, but a punishment room… Kollock. i get it. Come in.”

Professor Mortum swung his wand and drove the smoke out of the bud.

Then I saw what was inside.

Ann was better than expected.

Maybe it was organized like this to entice new students, but…

Tables, chairs and bookshelves.

It had a library-like atmosphere.

‘…no. Are they all bones?’

Lee Han realized later and was startled.

All the furniture was made of bones.

Of course, for a warlock who is good at summoning bones, making furniture out of bones was a very cost-effective choice.

It’s a bit bizarre

Gainando sat down on the chair, noticing that it was a bone.

Professor Mortum said, trying to be as benevolent as possible.

“Collock. Do you already know why I called you this way?”

“I did nothing wrong, Professor!”

“I called them both because I thought they both had the greatest talent for black magic among the students. Wait, what did you just say?”

“it’s nothing.”

Guy Nando bit his mouth.

He was a little different from what he thought.

‘Are you saying I have a great talent for black magic?’

“Lee Han. Do you think I have a great talent for black magic?”

“I have ears. I must have heard it because I was by your side.”

“Ah… what about this? I’m not interested in black magic. am i talented? Ah… what?”

“……”

Lee Han couldn’t help but admire Guynando’s shallow heart.

How do you have such thin ears?

Professor Mortum rubbed his palms and from where he took some of his candy. It was a candy with a skull wrapping paper on it.

“Eat some while you listen. ruler. As both of them are very talented in black magic, I thought it would be great to hear about how good black magic is. There are many misconceptions about black magic, but it must be really misunderstood. Cologne. Cologne. Black magic is the most beautiful and profound field of magic.”

“……”

Gainando had a half-obsessed expression on his face, but Lee Han was listening with a bit of pity.

He’s a story he’s heard a lot.

Professors in popular fields were arrogant and arrogant.

-You want to learn under me? Look at your talent and think for a second.

But if there are popular fields, there are also unpopular fields.

A professor in an unpopular field was literally weeping and salty.

-The great thing about our course is that… there’s nowhere else to go.

-……

– Isn’t it great to think that there is only one way to go up?

-……

In Professor Mortum’s words, the typical pathology of a professor in an unpopular field was reflected.

I saw someone who couldn’t even convince a student say that while giving them candy…

“…that is why black magic is the magic of magic and the king of magic. Do you understand?”

“I’m interested in black magic!!”

“I didn’t know black magic could be this great.”

At Gainando and Lee Han’s answers, a smile bloomed on Professor Mortum’s face.

* * * *

“Oh, should I learn black magic? I didn’t know I was so talented. But black magic has a bit of an image. But if you really need me oh Still, a little…”

Ignoring Gainando, who was humming excitedly next to him, Lee Han glanced at the gift he had received from Professor Mortum.

To the two students who answered in the affirmative, Professor Mortum presented a carefully wrapped gift.

…that was an unidentified bone.

-What is this?

– When you go back to your room, you will see this bone. Then you will think of black magic.

– No… What is it?

– Whoops. chock chock.

Professor Mortum stole his nose with a shy expression.

As if the joy of discovering and realizing this secret cannot be taken away from the student.

Of course, it was a rather creepy gift for Lee Han.

What kind of bone is this?

‘Is there any magic?’

The first guess Lee Han made was a simple artifact containing magic.

Haven’t you already been hit by the book the principal gave you once in the punishment room?

The professors here at the School of Magic are like students.It might have been fashionable to sneak a gift of magical artifacts without an explanation.

Just like presenting something sweet to your lover on an anniversary…

‘I thought, but what a terrible metaphor.’

Lee Han thought that he would go back and study it later.

“Lee Han. Lee Han.”

“?”

“Even if I start learning black magic, will it be an absolute secret to Makein?”

Lee Han realized what Guy Nando was thinking.

He was a Guy Nando who made fun of Yoner for learning alchemy.

He said that he would be teased if he said he was learning black magic.

Ian replied with a smile.

“Sure.”

‘I have to tell you right away.’

* * * *

The elf swordsman, Professor Ingaldel, was a professor who taught basic swordsmanship lectures and basic physical strength training lectures.

And both of these lectures are mainly taught by students of the White Tiger Tower.

In such a lecture, Lee Han, who came alone from the Blue Dragon Tower, stood out very much.

However, the atmosphere was a little different from the last swordsmanship class.

If anyone in the last swordsmanship class was anxious because they couldn’t fight it somehow, in this class, everyone avoided it because they didn’t want to make eye contact with Lee Han.

If you get it wrong, you’ll be smashed!

‘It’s comfortable.’

Lee Han thought he was good at being sassy.

After all, a person has to give a shit from time to time to make life easier.

Of course, he didn’t even lower the difficulty of the lecture.

“Everyone runs non-stop. without stopping! It’s important to use the muscles of your body, but don’t forget to feel the magic with your breath. If you keep circulating the magic through your body, you can use your muscles much more efficiently.”

Wizards used magic only for magic, but swordsmen used their own bodies.

The magical energy that flows and circulates like a river without stopping inside the body prevents fatigue from accumulating in the body and creates the effect of defending against external poison.

…Of course, saying that doesn’t mean that still young freshmen can do it.

Everyone was running with magic and circulation and just gasping.

“Professor, I have a question.”

“What is?”

Professor Ingaldel greeted Lee Han who was talking to him and answered.

What do you really want to ask?

“I’m going to go into the mountains this time to get materials, but do you have any advice for me…”

“Well. I’d rather quit.”

“……”

“I really want to quit.”

At Professor Ingaldel’s serious advice, Lee Han became anxious.