Chapter 224
Chapter 224
"From now on, it might be better to enter alone..." said the skull principal, trailing off as Yi-Han walked away briskly.
Professor Garcia, who arrived late, came to Yi-Han's defense, "Please understand, Principal. He must be exhausted after defeating all those shadow wraiths."
The skull principal bristled at this.
How can you say that without having seen it yourself! Do you have any idea how effortlessly he took them down, Professor Garcia?
"There's no easy way to defeat monsters. It's always a tough job," Professor Garcia replied, leaving the Principal at a loss for words. The irony of an undeniable truth was sometimes more frustrating than anything else.
But he really did take them down with ease
"Everyone, go inside and rest. You've all done well. Classes will resume tomorrow, so until then..."
The students, visibly worn out, were slightly moved by Professor Garcia's warm words.
"...Perhaps you can spend your time reading the books you've brought."
The students were speechless.
How is that resting...?
Professor Garcia was puzzled by the students' reaction, but the skull principal nodded in approval, thinking that Professor Garcia had made a valid point. Everyone should go back and rest, perhaps by reading a book.
"Did I... say something strange?"
Not at all. You did very well, Professor Garcia.
Despite feeling wronged, the students had no choice but to accept the situation. They returned to their towers from the library, reading the books they had brought with them.
"Wow, Yi-Han, did you know about this? There are ores called 'fake gold.' Alchemists used to make them and sell them as real gold!" exclaimed Gainando, reading a book titled .
Yi-Han and Yonaire answered simultaneously.
"You can't do that anymore."
"There are too many ways to verify it now."
"I see. Wait, how do you two know so much about this?"
Confused, Gainando watched as both Yi-Han and Yonaire averted their gazes.
'My workload is getting heavier,' Yi-Han thought to himself, realizing how much there was to study after seeing the new books from the library.
While the students diligently copied books relevant to their chosen paths, Yi-Han was...
"Wardanaz, drink this."
"Wardanaz, eat this."
"...Why are you giving this to me?"
"Just because?"
"We owe you one from the library! That's why!"
His friends kept leaving snacks and drinks for him, seeing the mountain of books in front of Yi-Han. Even for Wardanaz, they couldn't help but worry about the sheer volume of books.
'The fact that the books written by the skull principal and Professor Boladi are the most helpful is somewhat sad,' Yi-Han mused, flipping through the pages. It was no joke; they really were the most useful ones.
Magic books were not straightforward, filled with metaphors, jargon, and codes only known to the mages themselves. Interpreting and understanding these was a task in itself.
In this regard, the skull principal's black book and Professor Boladi's books on lightning magic/blood magic, which gave clear, direct points, were indeed helpful.
'Considering Professor Boladi's temperament, I should make progress with these books as soon as possible.'
Given Professor Boladi's character, it wouldn't be surprising if he suddenly demanded mastery of a certain magic and, if not achieved, subjected one to an unfair attack.
If he wanted to avoid a beating, it was better to be prepared in advance.
Is the following spell an application of lightning element and enchantment magic... Is blood magic of the shockwave category? Surprisingly, it's quite intact.
Yi-Han, who had intended to check just for a moment, suddenly came to his senses. Time had flown by without him noticing.
'I should start by reading the books for the next lecture.'
Knock, knock, knock-
?
Someone was knocking on the door of the lounge. The students of the Blue Dragon had learned that a late-night knocking was rarely a good sign.
"...Who is it?"
Knock, knock, knock-
...
"...Let's decide who opens it with rock-paper-scissors."
The nearby friends grimly played rock-paper-scissors, and Gainando, with a sad expression, opened the door.
"Surely the Principal wouldn't be planning another undead attack, right?"
"Aaah! Undead!!!"
"I knew it! I just knew this would happen!"
The students jumped up from their seats, throwing their books and attempting to barricade themselves with overturned tables.
-I have been sent by the Principal to deliver snacks.-
...
"...Don't be fooled. There might be a trap in the snack basket."
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