Chapter 202
Chapter 202
It was uncommon even in a magic academy to receive such recognition as a first-year student.
The magic academy was more liberal than one might expect. The institution didnt object if a student left during the academy year to continue their family lineage or chose to work in a field unrelated to the magic they learned.
As such, being evaluated as a core talent responsible for the future of the magic academy was an exceptionally high praise.
A talent who would stay at the magic academy even after graduation, collaborating with the empire's brightest minds to explore the profound and mysterious field of magic!
For a mage, there was no higher honor than this.
Had Professor Rosine received such an appraisal, she might have remained a mage instead of becoming a bureaucrat.
I must remember this moment. Perhaps I am witnessing the early years of a great archmage with my own eyes.
Unlike Professor Alphen Knighton, who came from an imperial high official background and was driven by a mission to nurture students into mages, Professor Rosine, summoned hastily, lacked such a sense of mission.
She worked only as much as she was paid in gold coins!
Naturally, she had no intention of pushing her students to their limits like the other professors did.
Why would she bother, when she might meet them again once they became successful?
Stirring up enmity was a fools errand.
She focused on teaching diligently, encouraging heartily, and providing counsel for various concerns...
Later, if the students returned to say, Thank you, Professor, for those times, that would be rewarding enough.
Of course, the boy from the Wardanaz family, who flawlessly pointed out errors in contracts, seemed unlikely to ever say such a thing.
He was doing exceptionally well on his own.
Now I see why he receives so much praise.
While other students stumbled, Yi-Han read flawlessly, his eyes burning with passion.
His demeanor radiated not just talent or cleverness, but a fervor for scholarship and inquiry.
Wasnt it always the case that those who enjoy their work are the strongest?
Clearly, this boy genuinely loved studying.
Well done. Lets give him a round of applause!
Receiving applause, Yi-Han felt a profound sense of achievement.
It was the first time he felt so strongly rewarded for his studies since joining the academy.
I'll leave a good impression like this, then seek advice when the opportunity arises. Like how to become a bureaucrat.
I must be careful not to forcefully approach Wardanaz, or other professors might misunderstand.
The magic academy was liberal, but the professors, especially those from imperial bureaucratic backgrounds, were not.
-How dare an auditor come to my workshop?-
-Well, you did receive His Majesty's gold, so its only natural Im here to see how it's being used!-
-Youre thinking of luring my student into an official position again? I will never allow it!-
-It only happened once, 22 years ago! And besides, the student was interested in an official position from the beginning!-
-Be silent, you slave to corrupt gold. Do not set foot in the pure tower of magic!-
The moment a professor's favored student was taken for an official position, that bureaucrat became an enemy to not only the professor but to all the mages they were acquainted with.
For life!
So despised and petty it was that even bureaucrats refrained from taking a professor's favorite student.
Naturally, Professor Rosine, who disliked trouble, intended to do the same.
Taking just one student caused an uproar, let alone one who was a promising talent expected to shine in the entire magic academy.
But thats unlikely to happen anyway!
Why would a boy who loves scholarship be interested in an official position?
The other professors at the magic academy had nothing to worry about.
Yi-Han. You seem pleased.
Do I look it?
It was Friday.
The students gathered for a swordsmanship lecture.
Dolgyu noticed that Yi-Han's expression was softer than usual. Although it was almost the weekend, the faces of the other students were gloomy, a consequence of the ongoing cold.
Even Dolgyu himself felt his belly skin sticking to his back and his bones chilled to the core.
"I know the reason," said Anglago, who was passing by.
"What is it?"
Yi-Han was ready to scold Anglago if he spouted nonsense about Yi-Han solving the coldness soon.
He would not forgive such a misjudgment, whether in good humor or not.
"Looking forward to the snowball fight?"
"...What?"
"The snowball fight."
Anglago pointed behind them. Walking over was Professor Ingurdel, accompanied by students of the White Tiger, their hands filled with snowballs.
"...Professor. Is today's lecture about..."
"Yes. It's a snowball fight."
Yi-Han was dumbfounded.
A snowball fight?
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