Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 414

Chapter 414

Chapter 414

In a moment of revelation, Yi-Han turned away, suddenly understanding why the path of wickedness could never triumph over the path of righteousness.

The students who entered the lecture room did not immediately practice dancing, but all sat on chairs in the corner and started picking up cups.

"?!"

Yi-Han was shocked.

What is this?

'Are they rebelling against the professor?'

However, instead of sending the students who were rebelliously acting up to the punishment room, Professor Crinbal personally poured coffee and tea that he brewed with a very careful and kind hand gesture.

"Yo... Yonaire. What in the world is this?"

"Ah. The professor thinks 'dancing is no good if forced.'"

Yonaire said while pulling a chair and sitting down.

Professor Crinbal disliked forcing students who didn't want to dance to dance.

Dance was something that flowed from the heart.

If one didn't dance when one truly wanted to dance, that wasn't dance.

"...????"

Yi-Han was confused whether this was Einroguard or a tavern in an outside town.

'Could such a sentiment really exist in Einroguard?'

"What do students who don't want to dance do during the lecture?"

"Huh? Sit... and watch?"

"..."

Yi-Han looked around at the students.

Surprisingly, as Yonaire said, the students were chatting in a familiar manner as if it was nothing.

Squeak!

"Did you just grind your teeth?"

"You must have heard wrong. Anyway, Yonaire. Even if others play around, I missed the 1st semester."

Yi-Han tried to quickly catch up on the missed lessons.

If it were other lectures, he was confident he could catch up even if he fell behind, but dance and socializing were a different story.

As he had continuously neglected it, Yi-Han didn't know much about dance, etiquette, and social skills.

For dance, all he had was what he learned intensively during the last break, and for etiquette and social skills, all he had was what he learned from the Wardanaz family...

"He evaluates a few dances during the exam, right? The dances that are popular these days are roughly..."

"The professor doesn't strictly judge one by one like that."

Yonaire tried to dissuade Yi-Han, who seemed to be misunderstanding something.

Professor Crinbal really didn't evaluate that strictly.

He always said things like 'What is dance,' 'It's not how many dances you can do that determines a dancer, but how joyful a dance you can do,' 'A dancer who dances one dance ten thousand times is more beautiful than a dancer who can do ten thousand dances'...

"I understand for now. I'll teach you what I know..."

"Professor!! Professor!!"

While the two were talking, Gainando, who was discussing Mage Cards with Professor Crinbal up front, suddenly shouted.

"What is it that you're calling me like that, student Gainando? Did you think of something fun?"

"I will teach Yi-Han!!"

"Good enthusiasm!"

Professor Crinbal unconsciously praised him since the student was saying something enthusiastically, but then he flinched.

"Wait. I heard student Yi-Han is quite an amazing dancer, but you're going to teach him?"

"?"

Yi-Han, who was listening, flinched.

Where did that misunderstanding come from?

'What is it? Did the White Tiger Tower guys spread false rumors to screw me over?'

"But there must be dances he missed because he couldn't attend the lecture! I will teach him!"

"No... Can't I just learn from Yonaire?"

Yi-Han called out, but Gainando ignored him.

No matter how you looked at it, objectively, in Gainando’s mind, Gainando himself was a much better dancer than Yonaire.

"...Alright! Even if there's nothing to learn, friendship is great. Go ahead and teach him!"

As Gainando ran over excitedly, Yi-Han suddenly became anxious.

A faint fragment of truth was felt in Professor Crinbal's words.

'This guy's dancing skills don't seem very good...'

Yi-Han stared at Gainando with doubtful eyes but decided to endure it for now.

At least he had attended more lectures than Yi-Han, and seeing him step up like that, he must be confident in teaching.

There must be something to learn from anything.

Yi-Han was shocked at the professor's absurd assignment.

"Can't I just memorize dance moves and practice in the lecture room?"

"Dance isn't like that! And student Yi-Han's dance is sufficient as it is now. What's important is captivating people's hearts!"

"That's right. Wardanaz. Dance isn't a technique, it's about moving people's hearts."

"Your technique is enough! You have to prove it directly, Wardanaz!"

Friends who were inspired by Professor Crinbal's dance theory tactlessly intervened from the side.

And they flinched upon meeting Yi-Han's gaze.

"Ah... no. If you don't want to prove it, it can't be helped..."

"Ri, right. Actually, it seems like you're already sufficiently moving hearts now."

—

"Phew... Bandur. Have you been well?"

"Of course. You don't look well though."

"Everyone's like that. It's always tough managing the black market. One piece of pork, two bundles of rye bread, please."

Weekend.

Yi-Han, who came to the Black Tortoise Tower's black market to prepare meals for the priests, sighed and held out a bottle of alcohol.

Unlike other lectures where he was somewhat trained, the shock of encountering a new lecture still lingered painfully.

A White Tiger Tower student who was bartering with an ink bottle and paper next to him was startled and confronted him.

"Wait, why does that Wardanaz bastard have so much meat?! We also exchanged with the same bottle of alcohol!!"

"Well, when I exchanged with you, I was Bandur, and when I exchanged with Wardanaz, I was Bandur who worked hard managing the black market. Got it?"

"What a petty bastard...!?"

Whether the two fought or not, Yi-Han finished the trade, wrapped it in paper, and prepared to return.

"Wardanaz."

"!"

Salko, a dwarf-like elf student, called Yi-Han in a small voice.

It was obvious that he had something to discuss secretly, so Yi-Han also checked his surroundings and walked over.

"What is it?"

"I have some useful information. I heard the White Tiger Tower guys are attempting to escape this weekend."

"Really?"

Yi-Han wasn't very surprised.

Originally, Einroguard students wanted to escape when they stayed still, then they calmed down a bit when they entered the punishment room, and after some time, they wanted to escape again.

Just as hamsters instinctively tried to get out of their cage, Einroguard students also instinctively attempted to escape.

"Aren't you intrigued? Wondering what route they've found?"

"...Ah. You want to rob them with me?"

"Of course. Why else would I call you?"

Salko looked at Yi-Han as if it was absurd.

Would he call the busy Wardanaz to chat?

Of course, he wouldn't call him if it wasn't for an official reason.

'What's so obvious, you crazy bastard...'

Yi-Han cursed Salko inwardly.

If someone heard, they might think Yi-Han was a professional robber.

"I'll pass this time."

"What!?"

Salko was genuinely surprised.

To think that beast-like Wardanaz would yield.

"Are you sick somewhere? Could your injury be severe??"

"...It's not that, I have a lot of things to do, and the information the White Tiger Tower guys brought was often ureliable, you know."

"Hmm!"

Of course, Yi-Han said that because he was planning to go out briefly through the spire stable, but it was quite persuasive, so Salko flinched.

He clearly remembered the bloodshed they'd suffered in the first semester, having trusted the White Tiger Tower's intel.

"Is that so? They were indeed a bit stupid... Thanks, Wardanaz. I'll think about it."

"Yeah. Make a careful judgment."

"Alright. If you change your mind and want to rob them together, contact me."

Yi-Han nodded.

"It doesn't matter even if it's in the middle of the night, so make sure to tell me if you change your mind."

"...I said I won't."

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