Episode 051
“Cough. “That student should come to my workshop during break time.”
“????”
Professor Mortum coughed and spoke to Guynando.
Gainando looked as if he had been slapped.
why?
What did I do wrong??
Could it be that he has a grudge against the imperial family of the empire???
“And your student too.”
Professor Mortum also pointed out Lee Han.
Lee Han was not as shocked as Gai Nando.
From the beginning, he was seriously considering black magic as one of his options to manage his grades.
However, it had a different meaning to the Blue Dragon Tower students.
“Gainando, you bastard! “Because of you, Wardanaz is going to be taken away too!”
“Can’t you just be so stupid and die alone?!”
“Hurry up and tell me you’re going alone!”
They misunderstood that Lee Han was also forcibly taken away because he was close to Gai Nan Do.
Students were angry.
Lee Han has a few responsibilities now, but should you go alone? Are you dragging Lee Han like a water ghost?
“These… these bastards… they will never go alone! “We’ll go together!”
Gainando was moved to tears by his friends’ mistreatment.
“Cancel it!”
“no!”
“Cancel it!”
“everyone. Professor Mortum has already gone.”
Professor Garcia looked at the Blue Dragon Tower students as if they were pitiful.
* * *
To put it simply, the wizard’s workshop was a kind of laboratory.
A place where the wizard’s disciples voluntarily explore topics of interest to the wizard through various experiments and explorations without a break for 25 hours a day.
Of course, when I said it this way, it sounded like a hellish place where people were devastated and torn apart, but that was actually true.
Although it varied greatly depending on which wizard it was, the life of the disciples learning under the wizard was bound to be difficult.
When I was in the Lee Hando family, I heard quite a few stories about the wizard’s students studying in the workshop.
-Once upon a time, there was a disciple who learned magic under a wizard. When the disciple woke up in the morning, he had to sharpen his wand, prepare the reagents to be used in the experiment according to the alchemy secret, adjust the amount of magic power to be used in the magic circle, then go out to find the necessary ingredients, collect them, and return before noon. This student was smart, so he walked around and ate a quick lunch, which freed up time for him to do the next job quickly. So after that…
-Does this story end with the disciple killing the wizard and taking over the workshop?
-young master. What kind of crazy joke are you telling? The end result, of course, is that this student who studied hard becomes a great wizard.
-……
There is no paradise for learners in any world.
But fortunately, there was no need to worry so much now.
Because Lee Han is a first year student now!
Now that it was not decided which professor to study under, there was no reason for anyone to be afraid.
If you think the professor is crazy, just quietly walk back out.
“Hehehehehehe…”
“…Are you really crying?”
Lee Han was embarrassed.
Guy Nando’s eyes were truly red.
“What did I do wrong… to call this gloomy and remote place…”
“There’s no guarantee that you called it by mistake, right?”
“Then what can there be!! uh! “It’s clear that, as someone who has mastered black magic, he was upset and called me to harass him!”
Now the two were heading to the location that Professor Mortum had told them about.
And in Lee Han’s opinion, the location of Professor Mortum’s workshop was somewhat problematic.
‘Is it too gloomy?’
The road becomes increasingly lonely and quiet, the sound of the wind gets stronger, and it seems like ghosts can be heard in the forest next to the road…
We even saw a few cemeteries.
Of course, it wasn’t that I didn’t understand.
Black magic will basically require negative magic power, and researching undead will also require corpses…
If all those conditions were met, it had no choice but to be this bloody.
‘But if you ask why new students don’t come, it seems like you have no conscience…’
From afar, the building of Professor Mortum’s workshop, also known as the <Darkness Building>, could be seen.
On the outside, it was an ordinary four-story tower, but it was common sense that you couldn’t guess a wizard’s building just by its appearance.
And there were already a few hints visible near the tower.
Skulls and bones rolling around, broken.
A tombstone that has been roughly carved and studded.
<Handle with caution!!! A box of highly poisonous water bottles with a sign that says, “If you touch it, you die!”
I felt like I could roughly understand what experiments and research were being done in this workshop.
Gainando’s face, feeling the atmosphere, had already turned so pale that he could not be distinguished from the undead.
“Are you there?”
Squeak-
When I knocked on the door, it opened on its own. Lee Han went inside with Guy Nando.
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Gainando was trembling and tried to grab Lee Han’s collar. Lee Han slapped his hand away as if he was annoyed. Gainando had an expression full of betrayal.
“Kolok, kolok… you’re here.”
The inside of the workshop was filled with black and blue smoke, so much so that it was impossible to see an inch ahead. Professor Mortum’s voice was heard through the smoke.
“Dirette. Please guide the new students.”
“Are you out of your mind, Professor? “The principal told us that older students should not have contact with first-year students.”
“ah. It did. Collock. It’s annoying… can’t you just secretly ignore it?”
“It hasn’t been long since I got out of that cell, right? “Go to jail again?”
“It’s not a prison cell, it’s a punishment cell… Cough. i get it. “Please stay inside.”
Professor Mortum waved his wand and blew the smoke out.
Then the sight inside came into view.
Inside was better than expected.
Maybe it was organized like this to entice new students, but…
Tables, chairs, and bookshelves.
It was a place with a library-like atmosphere.
‘…no. ‘They’re all bones, right?’
Lee Han realized it too late and was shocked.
The furniture that was made up was all bones.
Of course, for a warlock who was good at summoning bones, making furniture out of bones was a very cost-effective choice.
It’s a bit bizarre.
Guynando sat on the chair, looking at it as if he hadn’t noticed that it was a bone.
Professor Mortum said, trying to look as kind as possible.
“Cough. “You already know why I called you this, right?”
“I did nothing wrong, Professor!”
“I called them because they thought both of them had outstanding black magic skills among the students. Wait, what did you just say?”
“it’s nothing.”
Gaynando kept his mouth shut.
It was a little different from what I thought.
‘I have great black magic talent?’
“Lee Han. “They say I have excellent black magic skills?”
“I have ears too. “I must have heard it because I was next to you.”
“Ah… what should I do with this? I’m not interested in black magic. I’m talented? Ah… what should I do?”
“……”
Lee Han couldn’t help but admire Gai Nando’s shallow mind.
How are your ears so thin?
Professor Mortum rubbed his palms and pulled out some candies from somewhere. It was a candy with a skull wrapped on it.
“Have a bite to eat while you listen. ruler. Since both of them are talented in black magic, I thought it would be great to hear an explanation in person about how good black magic is, so I called them. There are many common misconceptions about black magic, but they really are. Collock. Collock. “Black magic is the most beautiful and deep field of magic.”
“……”
Gainando looked half entranced, but Lee Han was listening with a slightly sad heart.
This is a story I have heard many times.
Professors in popular fields were arrogant and arrogant.
-You want to learn under me? Look at your talent and think twice.
However, if there are popular fields, there are also unpopular fields.
A professor in an unpopular field was literally tearful and sad.
-The advantage of our department is that there is nowhere else to go.
-……
-Isn’t it great to think that the only way forward is to go up?
-……
Professor Mortum’s words showed the typical pathos of a professor in an unpopular field.
I saw a person who couldn’t even persuade a student say that while giving him 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 was 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 that talented. But black magic has a bit of an image. But only if I really need it. ah. Still…”
Ignoring Gainando who was humming excitedly next to him, Lee Han looked through the gift he received from Professor Mortum.
Professor Mortum gave carefully wrapped gifts to the two students who responded positively.
…It was an unidentified bone.
-What is this?
-When you go back to the room, you will see this bone. Then you’ll think about black magic.
-No…what is it?
-Hehe. Cough, cluck.
Professor Mortum wiped his nose under his nose with an embarrassed expression.
As if the joy of discovering and realizing this secret could not be taken away from the student.
Of course, from Lee Han’s perspective, it was a somewhat creepy gift.
What kind of bone is this?
‘Does it contain magic?’
Lee Han’s first guess was that it was a simple artifact containing magic.
Hadn’t he already been bullied once in the punishment room by a book the principal gave him?
It might be a trend for professors at the magic school here to secretly give students magical artifacts as gifts without explanation.
Like giving something sweet to your lover on an anniversary…
‘That’s a terrible analogy, I thought.’
Lee Han thought he should go back and research it later.
“Lee Han. “Lee Han.”
“?”
“Even if I start learning black magic, it will be an absolute secret from Makin?”
Lee Han realized what Gai Nando was thinking.
It was Guynando who made fun of Yoner for learning alchemy.
How much ridicule would you get if you said you were learning black magic?
Lee Han answered with a smile.
“of course.”
‘I need to tell you right away.’
* * *
Elf swordsman, Professor Ingerdel was a professor who taught basic swordsmanship classes and basic physical training classes.
And both of these lectures are mainly taken by White Tiger Tower students.
In such a lecture, Lee Han, the only student from Blue Dragon Tower, stood out very, very much.
However, the atmosphere was a little different from the last swordsmanship class.
In the last swordsmanship class, everyone was anxious because they couldn’t get into an argument with anyone, but in this class, everyone avoided eye contact with Lee Han because they didn’t want to make eye contact.
If you catch it wrong, it will be destroyed!
‘It’s comfortable.’
Lee Han thought it was a damn good thing.
After all, people sometimes have to mess around to make life easier.
Of course, that shit didn’t lower the difficulty of the lecture.
“Everyone runs without stopping. Without stopping! It’s important to use your entire body’s muscles, but don’t forget to feel the magic power through your breathing. “If you continue to circulate magical power within your body, you will be able to use your muscles much more efficiently.”
Wizards used magic only for magic, but swordsmen used it for their own bodies.
The magic power that flows and circulates like a river without stopping within the body has the effect of preventing fatigue from accumulating in the body and protecting it from external poisons.
…Of course, saying that didn’t mean that the young freshmen could do it.
Everyone was just running out of breath, whether it was magic or circulation or something else.
“Professor, I have a question.”
“What is?”
Professor Ingalldell welcomed Lee Han who spoke to him and responded.
What are you really trying to ask?
“This time, I’m planning to go into the mountains to get materials. Do you have any advice?”
“hmm. “You’d better quit.”
“……”
“You really should quit.”
Professor Ingalldell’s serious advice made Lee Han anxious.
