Chapter 512
“Why aren’t you guys helping?”
Lee Han held up the morning star and let out the breath he had been holding back.
The basilisk wrapped around his wrist scolded his friends with his tail as if agreeing.
But the friends responded ungratefully.
“You didn’t even have time to help!”
“Even if it were you, it would have been impossible!”
“Even to me, it’s a little time…”
The angry friends suddenly became curious and asked.
“But how did you catch it in such a short time? ah. I see.”
Salko asked, then looked at the basilisk with an enlightened expression.
“You wrote the Eye of the Basilisk. Am I right?”
-……
The baby basilisk shyly averted his gaze.
Giselle, who was next to her, sighed and said.
“If it was the Eye of the Basilisk, we would have felt it too. Tutanta. You’re not a swordsman, so you don’t know, but look at what Wodanaz is holding.”
Lee Han was holding the morning star.
“Right.”
“okay. It must have been basilisk poison applied to the sword.”
-……
The Basilisk just went inside Lee Han’s coat.
Lee Han patted his tail to soothe him and started to explain.
“Not because of the basilisk, but because of the power of this sword. It is a sword made of black magnet, so it absorbs magic power strongly.”
The Dawning Star, a famous sword used by anti-magicists, was even more powerful in certain situations.
Originally, the ghost wizard was not an opponent that Lee Han and Adenart could defeat so easily, but… I
made the mistake of trying to get close and cast contact magic.
If it were another fledgling wizard, he would have dropped his staff in embarrassment at the situation where he was taken away from his distance as a wizard, but Lee Han pulled out the morning star as soon as the opponent pierced through the magic and approached.
The ghost wizard, who had never expected that the wizard Lee Han would carry a sword like the morning star, suffered great damage.
-Ahhh…!? Why did a wizard use this sword…!?
“I was lucky.”
“…No really, why are you carrying a sword like that?”
The other friends also nodded their heads nonchalantly at Salko’s question.
Why would a wizard carry an artifact like that?
That was an item that would not only deplete mana, but also adversely affect casting of various magics.
Why would you bother carrying it with you to practice magic…!
“Think about it. Salco. You must have a lot of fights with wizards here at school, and you have a lot of fights with non-magic people.”
“……”
At first, Salko tried to dismiss it as nonsense, but upon reflection, it seemed plausible.
‘…is it?’
“Tutanta. Believe me, I don’t mean to listen to that bullshit and move on. You wouldn’t be that stupid.”
* * *
Anyway, the students who overcame the ordeal waited for a while instead of going up.
pop!
With smoke, the reward appeared before the students.
“Come to think of it, what did you guys get last time?”
“We got shock-absorbing armor.”
When Anrago answered right away, Giselle glared at him pitifully.
‘If anyone sees it, they’ll think it’s the same tower.’
“oh. That’s a good item. I haven’t seen it, so you haven’t taken it out yet?”
“…I was wearing it inside when I was beaten by you the other day…” “
……”
As the atmosphere became awkward, Lee Han quickly changed the topic.
“Here’s the reward!”
“Is the reward right?”
Salcho furrowed his brows at the shabby reward.
Surprisingly, a wad of paper was all of the reward.
Of course, I couldn’t judge the value of an item based on its appearance, but that’s a bit…
“This is a communication artifact.”
Lee Han was the first among his friends to recognize the identity of this artifact.
As much as I had seen it at the secret base the other day, I was able to recognize it right away when I felt a similar magic pattern.
“Communication artifact?”
“okay. If you spill ink here…”
Lee Han took a piece of paper and wrote ‘Guinan is also a fool’, and the words ‘Guinan is also a fool’ appeared on the other papers as well.
It’s the same principle as the one I got last time, but the difference is that this one allows multiple people to communicate.
“Was there such an artifact!”
“okay. By the way, be careful if you pick up an artifact like this at school. They say seniors cheat without mercy.”
‘How does this bastard know this?’
While his friends were puzzled, Lee Han took a bundle of papers.
“I was going to go out once, so I’ll sell it on my next outing, exchange it for silver coins, and give it to you guys.”
“……”
“…???”
The friends who were listening to Lee Han’s explanation hesitated.
Something was strange.
Priest Tigiling raised his hand and asked cautiously.
“I have a question.”
“what?”
“Why are you selling that??”
Giselle impatiently interrupted and asked a question.
Lee Han asked again as if he sincerely did not understand.
“What are you going to do if you don’t sell this?”
“…Wardanaz. I like to sell artifacts to secure funds, but I don’t need to sell them, do I?”
said Salcho, bewildered.
Why is the reward of this ordeal an artifact that can communicate with each other?
It was clear that the other top students, who would normally not be friendly, should learn a lesson and get to know each other a little more.
But just selling it is a bit…
“Is that so? Wouldn’t that be too expensive?”
“It didn’t mean that. I think we should use each other. Wouldn’t it be easy to contact when something happens?”
“Salco. Your words are right. But other friends will prefer silver coins.”
Lee Han looked at Salko with regret.
I don’t think there are many students who would give up a silver coin to make an artifact of a story they could just meet and talk about.
“Who wants to share this among us without selling it?”
Everyone raised their hands at Lee Han’s question. Lee Han was surprised.
Even Adenart was raising his hand. When Lee Han looked at him, Adenart very subtly avoided his gaze.
“really??”
“Silver coins can be earned at other opportunities.”
“Such a foolish idea. I know when I’ll earn it… anyway. Because it’s a majority vote.”
Although Lee Han was surprised, he followed his friends’ decision.
Since it was an ordeal that we solved together, everyone’s intentions were important.
“That’s true. I don’t think you’ll need much.”
“……”
“Is this really that useful? I think we could just send a paper bird.”
“……”
“And I don’t think we’ll be talking that much…”
“Do something!”
As Lee Han continued to talk while handing out papers, the friends eventually exploded.
* * *
When the students walked out safely, the skeleton headmaster grumbled.
The problem is that everyone is unnecessarily friendly.
Originally, if they were students of other grades, they would have arranged to destroy themselves after criticizing, checking, and fighting each other in this ordeal of cooperation.
What kind of magic could be born in such an environment like a playing house?
“I’m not friendly!”
“Who is with whom…”
Loud.
A few students strongly tried to deny it, but the skeleton headmaster didn’t listen.
“Doesn’t that guy, Wodanaz, say that it will be an ordeal to reduce the number by mutual agreement…
”
Hearing that, the Headmaster Skeleton was very interested.
That’s an interesting comment. Shall the new students next year add that ordeal…
“……”
“……”
The friends stared at Salko. Salchow felt genuinely guilty.
‘sorry. juniors.’
Anyway, everyone had a lot of trouble just challenging one ordeal like a coward. I hope to participate in this event next year as well. It means that instead of going to the punishment room like a loser, you should participate here like a winner. Got it?
“Yes…”
“I am very happy. I’m just getting motivated.”
okay. it should be And wordanaz you follow me
At the headmaster’s words, Lee Han felt his heart sink.
‘what? What magic are you trying to teach me?’
Calmly calculating, surprisingly, there were as many magics as Professor Voladi taught by the Headmaster Skeleton.
Lee Han tried to anticipate by quickly calculating what kind of magic the skeleton headmaster would prompt.
But at the destination, unexpected people were waiting.
Two seniors, Phil and Seven, belonging to the healing magic school, were sitting with tired faces.
you’ve worked hard.
“Oh no. principal.”
“It is an honor to be recognized like that.”
hey. Bring me some more coffee.
The Death Knight lowered his head and brought a tin kettle with boiling coffee.
The two seniors drank coffee while making a sound.
‘what?’
Lee Han was puzzled by the kindness of the skeleton headmaster, which he doesn’t usually see.
Could it be that, no matter how evil the skeleton headmaster is, he is a little weak against the healing mages?
drink and cheer up Still, who else would major in healing magic? Don’t even think about quitting. If you’re having a hard time, come and talk to me.
“……”
Lee Han was dumbfounded and speechless.
‘What the hell…’
Now, the headmaster of the skull was using carrots from carrots and whips to prevent the seniors from the Healing Magic School from escaping!
“ah. Junior.”
“here. It’s here.”
The two of them found Lee Han and shook their hands.
Lee Han lightly bowed and sat in front.
“What are you doing? The healing magic lecture is not today.”
Skeleton Principal glanced outside.
It was already a dark night.
‘Crazy guy.’
Leaving the date, I was insane to think that this time was a lecture.
“ah. It is not a lecture.”
“I came for the festival of St. Iaktus. It’s this week.”
‘There are too many festivals in the Empire.’
Lee Han grumbled inwardly.
Perhaps because there was little to play with, the people of the empire really celebrated by making all sorts of festivals.
For popular and big festivals, priests came from outside to help…
Even at least that level of festivals, Lee Han had heard of the name to some extent, but going down to the scale was too much for Lee Han, who only read the economics section of the imperial newspaper. They became unfamiliar names.
‘And this isn’t just me being weird.’
Didn’t he ignore all of them even when, three days ago, Kainando asked any of his friends to play the role of a corpse for a detective festival?
Too many festivals were causing fatigue.
However, there is no way to express dissatisfaction in front of the seniors in front of you.
Lee Han replied with a fake smile.
“You mean the festival? I’m really looking forward to it.”
“To you?”
“oh my god. I don’t know why everyone likes this festival.”
The two seniors sighed and complained. Lee Han realized that something was going wrong.
That guy deserves to be liked. Unlike you, he is a ferocious beast.
“I hope Your Majesty will ban this festival by Imperial law.”
“It’s hard, but…”
I understand. I understand. How savage the Imperials are! yes yes! You can’t stop though!
Skeleton Principal took the side of the students, which is rare.
Lee Han cautiously asked the skeleton headmaster.
“principal.”
why?
“What is the feast of St. Iaktus?”
…you are more savage than those feasting bastards. How can you not know that?
The skeleton headmaster looked at Lee Han as if he were a savage. Of course, Lee Han ignored it.
‘Anyway, people who like festivals think their favorite festival is the most important in the empire.’
It was really unfortunate.
Saint Iaktus is a boy who defeated an evil dragon with a single stone. The festival celebrates this little boy. what the. Come to think of it, it’s ridiculous. Shouldn’t you praise me for casting a spell on that stone?
The story of the old history with the life of the skeleton headmaster was also interesting, but Lee Han decided to skip it for now.
“okay. How do you celebrate? Do you make cakes too?”
throw stones
“You mean the sacrificial doll?”
In order to commemorate the festival, there were often things that made various large dolls and offered them as sacrifices or burned them.
no.
“Then to the lake?”
Why do you throw stones into the lake? What to do if the spirit gets angry? Throwing them at each other.
“…??”
