Episode 680
“I just said it myself…”
“Delete.”
“!”
A wizard I had never seen before spoke to me.
For a magician, he had features somewhat resembling Adenart. The fact that they have silver hair and blue eyes made them especially homogeneous.
The only difference is that the wizard in front of him spreads a much more inorganic and cold atmosphere.
It could have been because Lee Han became quite close with Adenart, but Adenart was often misunderstood as being cold, but he wasn’t that cold-hearted.
It’s because he cares about dignity and formality and has a strict personality, so a person who steals bread for his followers can’t be cold-hearted.
‘A person like Gainan, who is capable.’
On the other hand, I felt that the wizard in front of me had a fundamentally different personality.
The wizard did not show any interest in Lee Han and spoke to Diret.
“I came to see you.”
“That’s because it’s Yukbeltyre’s work.”
“Good idea. It will definitely help.”
‘Was it the princess!’
Lee Han realized that this was the Princess Yukbeltire, whom Diret had talked about earlier.
‘Then is it Adenart’s sister?’
It was only then that Yukbeltyre, who was having a complicated conversation with Diret about this magic, seemed to notice Lee Han.
Yukbeltyre looked at Lee Han once, then frowned and said to Diret.
“Are you taking care of your juniors again?”
“ah. Quit it. It is my heart.”
“Then advice is also my heart. Stop taking care of juniors who don’t match the level. It won’t help your magic at all.”
There was no emotional part like arrogance or contempt in the princess’s voice.
There was only an emotionless certainty that he was right.
At the friend’s cold kindness, which he always shows, Derrett replied in disgust.
“Okay, I do my own thing. And this junior is smart.”
“I said that every time. But I don’t think I’ve ever seen a really smart junior.”
Diret, who was hurt by his friend’s words, blushed slightly.
Among the juniors of the school of black magic, there was still no one with as good grades as Diret.
“This junior is really smart!”
“I said that before. Is there a difference?”
“hey. good. go away.”
“This is not your property, so you have no right to do so.”
“…Junior. Let us go.”
Diret dragged Lee Han’s sleeve and tried to move.
However, the princess followed with an expressionless face. Then, I tried to convince my friend over and over again.
“Now that we are going up to 5th grade together, how long are you going to take care of your juniors? You should also focus on your magic.”
“Why did I come to this place?”
Diret regretted coming here for nothing.
I felt like I had come to see a friend’s magic and had a bigger hump attached to it.
When Diret ignored his words, Yukbeltyre turned his arrow towards Yihan.
“3rd year. you answer How long are you going to pamper Diret? Aren’t you ashamed to be holding on to Diret’s ankle, who will become a great wizard as a student of Ein Rogard?”
‘Why did you think it was a third year?’
Are you in first grade?
Lee Han was puzzled.
But before he could answer, Diret became furious.
“hey. you are crossing the line Friends and everything have limits.”
“I am advising you as a friend…”
“Talk more. Today’s announcement or whatever, I’m looking for it here.”
“!”
Lee Han felt how powerful the anger of his senior, who was going up to the 4th or 5th grade, shuddered.
Magical power shuddered and I felt that about five spells that Lee Han had not been able to identify had risen to the point where he was about to pull the trigger.
“hmm. But isn’t that right?”
“… Hey… Junior…”
Diret looked at Lee Han with an expression of ‘What if you say that?’
You have to take your side. What if you take the side of a mean friend?
“No, it seems that seniors from the school of black magic depend too much on senior Diret… It’s the same as last time… Isn’t even the professor a bit like that?”
“You have eyes to see.”
Yukbeltyre readily sympathized.
He didn’t know the talent, but he seemed to have a little conscience.
“The school of black magic is exploiting Diret’s talent. Professor Mortum and Koholti were in the same grade and were never helpful. Are you going to deny this too?”
Diret, stabbed again in the sore spot, hesitated.
“That’s the nature of the school of black magic…”
“I think that’s right.”
“hey!”
Diret was enraged at the junior’s betrayal.
Isn’t this bastard spy?
Lee Han soothed Diret and revealed his conviction.
“In my opinion, the students of the Dark Magic School should stop relying on Senior Diret. You must do your own work. Professor Mortum is also ordering Senior Diret to stop.”
“…!”
Dereth forgot about the fight and was moved to tears.
It was the first time I had ever seen a junior who made such an extraordinary sound.
“…even my heart is happy.”
“I will also write a letter to the principal whenever the professor calls Senior Diret!”
“……”
“……”
Both Diret and Yukbeltire looked at Lee Han as if they were crazy.
“Are you a crazy junior?”
“…no. It’s because I’m close with the principal.”
“Then you’re crazy, right?”
The princess said without malice.
The other person would not be a disciple of the headmaster of the skull, and the only one who was close to him without being a disciple was a regular in the punishment room.
“Junior… I am grateful. You can’t do that. And the dark magic schools are so few in number that they just look like they have a lot of work to do.”
“To be precise, there is a lot more pressure on Diret alone.”
“You shut up.”
“I refuse.”
Lee Han, who was listening to the conversation between the two, suddenly remembered and asked.
“By any chance, senior Yukbeltyre, which school do you major in?”
“Enchantment magic. I am a direct descendant of Professor Verdus.”
“Aha too!”
Lee Han understood right away because he wanted to. Dereth said with a puzzled expression.
“Still, he’s my friend, isn’t that too harsh…?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Diete let out a sigh.
It was rare to be as rude as asking a person, ‘Are you a student of Professor Verdus?’, but there were exceptions.
If the opponent is really Professor Verdus’ apprentice!
Yukbeltyre was such a case, so he had nothing to say even with ten mouths.
– Mr. Yukbeltyre. Please prepare.
When the wizards called her name, the princess checked the time and turned around.
“Delete. Don’t forget the advice today.”
“yes. I will definitely change!”
‘Why do you answer…’
Yukbeltyre said with an expressionless face that he would watch and then left.
Diret felt exhausted, as if he had just sprinted.
“I came to see the magic and what a hardship it was…”
“That’s right.”
“And why are you taking his side!”
“I’m sorry.”
Lee Han was a little embarrassed.
To be honest, it seemed that there was something wrong with the school of black magic.
“By the way, why did that senpai think I was in the third year?”
“He must have thought that he was a 3rd grader because he knew the 4th graders and the 2nd graders had no reason to come here.”
“You have a freshman year, right?”
Diret looked at Lee Han with the eyes of a junior who asked the most pitiful question in the world.
* * *
As Ga-Won prepared the magic, Diret flipped through the book with an expression of little interest.
“Are you not interested in that magic?”
“I saw the announcement beforehand, but it wasn’t good.”
The magic announced at the exchange meeting was basically cataloged in advance and then handed out to the wizards.
Sharp-eyed and clever wizards could tell whether this magic was good magic or banal magic just by looking at it.
“There has been no progress in < Ota’s Light Star Prism > magic.”
“Still, wouldn’t it be nice to improve the magic circle a little more and shorten the process?”
“That would be nice, but it’s not easy.”
Improving magic required both knowledge and senses.
A sense that more sensitively senses the flow of knowledge and magical power derived from the experience of making and repairing all kinds of magic circles.
It was only then that we could set the direction for improvement.
Even getting a direction wasn’t the end. The ability to implement that direction was also needed.
For example, let’s say that if you compress 1000 mana into a magic circle, the effect will improve.
Then, the wizard had the duty to obtain it himself, put it in, and prove it. I couldn’t even do it, but if I insisted on it, everyone would be squeamish.
“Still, that Gwangryeongmuk magic circle has been improved again, and the magic power has been compressed into the black consul…” “
…So?”
Direth folded the < Monthly Black Magic Trend > book and narrowed her eyes.
If you look closely, you can see that it has definitely changed.
“Didn’t you make the shape fix much simpler? Have you left out the shape-fixing magic for the left side?”
Diret was surprised by the bold choice.
If you were from Ein Rogard, you wouldn’t know, but outside wizards were more obsessed with making safer choices than I thought.
But what a bold magic circle.
“Are you okay?”
“It’s good… it’s fine.”
Lee Han felt proud.
It seemed that what he had corrected was not wrong.
“Wait a minute, you improved the magic circle and then compressed the magic into the black consul? You’re not Professor Bibble, how did you come up with that idea?”
“…others besides you can do it…”
“Yes, but that’s Professor Bibble’s favorite method.”
A magical way of cutting out unnecessary things for efficiency, regardless of difficulty.
It was Professor Verdus’ favorite method.
Lee Han was disgusted.
‘It’s unfortunate.’
Being misunderstood as Professor Verdus’ method!
It seems that the experience I learned under the professor influenced me unknowingly. Lee Han felt great humiliation.
“Awesome.”
Diret let out a brief evaluation and leaned back. His eyes were full of interest.
“I think that wizard decided to come out… Come to think of it, my junior. How did you know that right away?”
Again, I thought it was great.
From this distance, even juniors would not have seen the catalog, but to notice the extraordinaryness of that magic.
“I helped improve.”
“…what?”
“Thank you for driving the carriage…”
Lee Han told the story of how the magician Ga-Won reciprocated the kindness of lending him the carriage.
Dereth was stunned and couldn’t even answer.
Lee Han, who saw that, asked cautiously.
“Is it okay not to touch the magic submitted to the exchange meeting?”
“no. That’s not it. Usually, they don’t change magic just because they lend a wagon…”
It’s not a story of a wizard who cast a spell on a village just because he received a coin, so what kind of generosity is that?
Diret shook his head and looked ahead.
-Isn’t there anything different from Ohta’s Gwangseong Prism?
-That’s…
-Stupid! No eyes to see! look at that magic circle It’s improved several times over Ohta’s Gwangseong Prism!
– You can’t do that with that level of improvement!
-Don’t you see the magic power compressed in the black consul over there! Idiot you?!
– How dare you… Follow me! It’s a duel!
-That’s what I’m going to say. I’m going to have to clean that idiot from the exchange meeting!
Excluding the opinions of a few who went to a duel after being criticized for trying to catch a fault, the wizards who participated in the exchange showed a positive response.
Ga-Won was relieved and brushed his chest, but when he found Yi-Han, he was delighted.
Then he pointed at Lee Han on stage and shouted.
“Thank you Lee Han! thank you! Without his help, this magic wouldn’t have been possible!”
When the wizards sitting in the seats looked at Lee Han in unison, Diret pulled his hat down and spoke softly.
“Junior. I think it would be better for us to sit separately from now on.”
