Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy - Chapter 637

Chapter 637

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, no. That person just now..."

The coachman pointed in confusion.

He had just asked for directions, but the person was running away at full speed as if they had seen a wyvern.

Seeing this, Gainando spoke seriously.

"They must be afraid of carriages."

"...?"

The coachman stared blankly at Gainando.

No matter how he thought about it, that statement just now felt like nonsense.

Where in the world was there a person afraid of carriages?

'No. This person attends Einroguard. He must know much better than an ignorant coachman like me.'

The coachman shook his head to dispel the irreverent thought he had just had.

Although still young, the person the coachman was serving now was of imperial blood (albeit low in the line of succession) and a mage studying at Einroguard. R

His wisdom could not be underestimated.

"Yes. Then we'll continue on."

"Oh! There! There's one more person!"

"!"

This time it was a peddler walking with luggage on a pony.

He seemed to be quite an experienced peddler, with a rough face full of scars. His eyes flashed with the will to travel anywhere from the empire's hot southern deserts to the cold northern glaciers.

There was no one more reliable and good to ask than these peddlers who traveled throughout the empire. The coachman hurriedly called out.

"Hey! Hey! May I ask you something?"

"Ask away."

"Is this the right way to the Wardanaz family?"

"Are you going to the Wardanaz family?"

"Yes. As guests..."

The peddler quickly took out the luggage placed on the pony and threw it indiscriminately at the coachman. The coachman was startled and covered his face.

"Ugh! What are you..."

The peddler ran away without looking back. He didn't even take his pony or luggage.

"..."

"...I guess that person is afraid of carriages too?"

'Something's not right!'

The coachman began to strongly sense that something was amiss.

No matter how he thought about it, this wasn't about being afraid of carriages.

They were afraid of the name Wardanaz family!

It was one thing for the passerby from earlier, but for even a seasoned peddler to just run away like that.

"Young master. Isn't something strange? Could something be happening with the Wardanaz family?"

"No. Yi-Han said everything was fine."

"Who is this Yi-Han?"

"My friend. Yi-Han of the Wardanaz family! By the way, he's my best friend."

"...?"

The coachman hesitated.

To find out if something was happening with the Wardanaz family, shouldn't he ask an objective outsider, not ask 'Is your family okay?' to a family member?

What if that friend Yi-Han was plotting some evil scheme...

The coachman had heard some of the terrifying rumors about the Wardanaz family a few times.

Although the Kraha family had said 'They're false rumors, don't worry', now that the situation was like this, they suddenly came to mind again.

What if they weren't false rumors?

'No, no. This person attends Einroguard... If his friend was plotting something suspicious, he would have found out first!'

The coachman tried hard to calm himself.

Shik!

Gainando threw a crumpled paper out the carriage window. The coachman asked curiously.

"What did you throw?"

"Ah. An arithmetic problem. It's a secret. I'm going to say a bird secretly took it away later!"

"..."

Gainando was so impressed with his own wisdom that he didn't notice the coachman's gaze growing colder.

"It's the town. Shall we take a short break?"

The vast territories of great noble families were close to independent spaces, with their own towns and servants.

The Wardanaz family's territory would naturally be the same, so the Udamhwa Town now visible could be said to be the closest town to the family and the last town before entering the territory.

And for the coachman, it was the last chance to get useful information.

Screech!

The coachman stopped the carriage in front of the inn.

"Young master, please wait here."

"Okay."

Gainando nodded, deeply engrossed in .

"This way! This way!"

"It is grapefruit, right? Wait, could you hold this for a moment!"

-If you were going to do this, why did you send me to the stable... Not that I'm complaining...-

Finding his hands full, the boy called the demon.

The inn became the quietest it had been today. It felt like even a falling needle would sound like thunder.

"Don't drop this."

-Yes...-

"Shall I give you one?"

-Yes...-

"Is it delicious?"

-It's very delicious...-

"I'm glad. Haha."

The boy chatted with the demon, then packed all the candied fruit and left.

Only then could people breathe.

"You see? Why we told you to keep your mouth shut..."

Instead of answering, the coachman burst out the door and ran out of the town.

***

Nillia sat in the Maykin family's carriage, glancing outside.

'Ah. That flower is delicious.'

For a moment, she thought about stopping the carriage, picking the flower, and telling Yonaire to try it, but Nillia restrained herself.

The coachman might inwardly sneer if he saw.

-Goodness! How could Miss Maykin be so barbaric, vulgar, rough, and like a hunter tearing apart live prey...-

"Wait! Stop the carriage!"

Yonaire shouted to the coachman, then opened the carriage door and jumped out.

She quickly picked the flower, then climbed back in, panting.

"...This flower is good for making wind barrier potions. Sorry for startling you."

Yonaire explained, seeming a bit embarrassed when her eyes met Nillia's. Nillia felt very pleased.

"No, that flower is delicious too! Look there. That person is also eating flowers... Ack!"

"???"

Yonaire was flustered when Nillia screamed and looked out of the carriage.

A familiar relative was sitting in a field with a gloomy face, munching on flowers.

"..."

"..."

Gainando, who had been munching on flowers, raised his head. Seeing the Maykin family's carriage, Gainando cried out tearfully.

"Yonaire!!!"

"Go!"

Yonaire shouted coldly.

However, Gainando grabbed the carriage with unbelievably quick movements.

"It's me! Me!"

"How can you prove you're not a fake?"

"H-here. I have homework Yi-Han gave me!"

"You're a fake. Go!"

Yonaire, who didn't want to get involved with an annoying relative during the vacation, ordered coldly.

But Nillia's heart softened a little.

"Sh-shouldn't we at least ask what happened?"

"...Sigh. You'll regret this."

Yonaire sighed and opened the door. Gainando climbed in, whimpering.

"What happened?"

"The coachman ran away!"

"You must have done something wrong."

"No!!"

Gainando poured out the story of the coachman with a voice full of resentment.

He had left him in the carriage and disappeared!

"When I asked the townsfolk, they said he just ran away. Sob sob."

Yonaire and Nillia exchanged glances.

There was only one thing they could guess.

"Did you force the coachman to read magazines?"

"You must have used dark magic on the coachman."

"Did you pester the coachman to buy you snacks?"

"Did you ask the coachman to do your homework for you?"

"It's none of those?!"

Gainando was angry at his friends' suspicions.

These guys couldn't even be called friends!

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