Surviving as an Academy Black Magician - Surviving as an Academy Black Magician chapter 99

After the seven-day festival, normal life began again.

We all ate breakfast together, and after chatting with each other, we headed to the lecture hall to listen to the class.

Most of the classmates showed a very enthusiastic attitude because it was a class they hadn’t taken in a long time, but the professor in charge, Yohan, seemed the most unwilling.

After hearing the rough story, it seems that they were planning to enjoy enough rest during the festival, but because of the sudden accident, it seemed that they had a busier day than usual, let alone rest.

The situation was unfortunate, but what was unavoidable was unavoidable.

After the morning and afternoon classes, I personally visited John.

John’s office.

smart.

I knocked, but there was no response from inside.

I knocked on the door again.

smart smart

Still no response.

‘It’s obvious.’

I just opened the door. John sleeping on his desk. I approached him and spoke cautiously.

“professor.”

“… … .”

“Professor John.”

“… … .”

Even at my call, he didn’t even flinch. An unknown person, not knowing where it came from, approached him and spoke cautiously.

“professor. Seil Sieghart-kun has come.”

John responds to the unknown words as if it were an alarm clock.

Only then did Yohan raise his head, stretch, yawn and look at me.

“… … Mr. Zayle?”

Then he rubbed his eyes again and sat down on his desk.

“professor. I came because I had something to say.”

John answered while prostrate.

“Let’s do it next time. next time.”

“When are you going to do it next time? Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today. Don’t you know?”

“… If you can put off what you have to do today or what you have to do tomorrow, it is best to postpone it.”

I was speechless for a moment at his sharp words, but I didn’t give up and said.

“I declined Dean McDowell’s offer to become a disciple.”

This time, John, who jumped up and looked at me, asked if he was quite interested.

The spittle mark on the corner of his mouth stared at me very nakedly.

“… You turned down the offer of a disciple?”

“That’s right.”

“Why did you refuse? It must have been a pretty good opportunity for Seil… Being the dean is not as easy as Mr. Zeil thinks.”

“I never thought of anything good. I just thought that I and Dean McDowell had different goals.”

John said with interest.

“what. That’s Gail’s choice, so I won’t argue. But why are you coming to me and telling me this?”

After a little pause, he opened his mouth.

“I want to learn magic from the professor.”

John answered in a calm manner.

“If it’s magic, you’re still teaching it right?”

“To be precise, I want to pass on the professor’s experience and knowledge.”

“… What about my experience and knowledge?”

“yes. After thinking about the future, I realized that I had no intention of becoming a knight. I’m going to choose magic as my major in my sophomore year, but don’t you know the professor? The fact that the way I fight is different from that of ordinary mages. That’s why I came to the professor. Aren’t you the only matusa in our academy?”

“Matusa… … Didn’t I tell you before that it’s just a matter of attaching it? Besides me, there must be many other professors who are good at combat using magic.”

“What I want is the professor’s fighting style. I thought the professor’s fighting style was the closest to the direction I was pursuing. Aren’t you proficient not only in magic, but also in various weapon skills?”

“… … Hmm.”

“I want to become a matusa. To be precise, I want to become that type of wizard. A mage who is versatile in both melee and ranged combat.”

After thinking for a moment, John spoke in a serious voice.

“I have never taken in a disciple until now.”

“I know. I am not asking you to accept me as a disciple. I just want to learn how to fight as a matusa, even if it’s just a little bit good in the future lessons.”

The teaching assistant Moo-myeong, who was watching this scene from behind John, opened his mouth.

It was quite unusual for him to speak first, as he rarely participates in conversation unless absolutely necessary.

“professor. In my opinion, Seil-kun would be the best match for the fighting style you pursue. Why don’t you seriously consider it, if not right away?”

“Is that what you think of Arke?”

“This is Sophie Martin. professor.”

John asked me, ignoring his words.

“I roughly understood what Mr. Geil was trying to say. So don’t worry about that part. I was thinking of teaching it that way from the beginning. Doesn’t our S class have fewer students than other classes? That’s why I thought of teaching in a form that suits each person.”

“… thank you.”

“It is natural. Still, isn’t his name a professor? Even if it’s annoying, you have to do what you have to do. Because that’s an adult… … . If I knew this was going to happen, I wouldn’t have acted like an adult… … I’ll live my whole life as a child… … ”

If that were the case, everyone in the world would be a child.

“But no matter how much I think about it, there is something I don’t understand. The story of Dean McDowell’s love for his pupil is so famous that you must have already known it… … Do you still have any reason to refuse? Considering the interest the dean has shown so far, I think he probably said that he would fully guarantee conditions beyond that.”

“As you said, the conditions the dean put forward were all eye-poppingly enticing. If I accepted the dean’s proposal as it is, my future would be guaranteed. However, I want to carve out my own future. It’s no one else’s life, it’s my own.”

John laughed.

“… Foolish, but I like it.”

The conversation with him suddenly reminded me of the story of McDowell’s first pupil.

“Oh, do you know who Dean McDowell’s first pupil was?”

John tilted his head.

“The first disciple? I don’t know because the old man’s disciples aren’t alone… . Because he was such a greedy nobleman, he tried to take in all talented children as his disciples. Well, that’s not necessarily a bad thing.”

“It is true… … .”

“Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”

“… I hear that none other than Dean McDowell’s first pupil has died.”

Upon hearing this, John’s expression hardened.

“Dead?”

“yes.”

“Are you sure about that? Who did you hear that from?”

From noble mtl dot com

Embarrassed by his sudden change of attitude, I responded cautiously.

“… I heard it directly from Dean McDowell.”

Yohan, who was contemplating something with a serious face, asked his assistant, Mumyeong.

“Anonymous. Did you know this story?”

For some reason, seeing that the name was not mistaken, my doubts that it had been intentionally wrong up until now grew even more suspicious.

“yes. It was quite a popular story among graduates at the time. After graduating from the academy, he was involved in an accident while working as a mercenary in the adventurer’s guild… … .”

John said softly.

“Buy it… … If I had known this fact, I don’t think I would have told Zeil to think positively about the disciple proposal. Well done.”

“is that so?”

John nodded. His expression was still serious. It was a rare serious face.

Silence passed. I watched carefully and stood up from my seat.

“I… then… The conversation seems to be over, so shall we go?”

“ah. is it so. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

“yes. Suffer. Assistant teachers are always having a lot of trouble.”

Anonymous looked at me and smiled brightly.

“hahahaha. Seil-kun is also suffering a lot.”

The moment you say hello and open the door. John’s voice came from behind.

“Gile-kun.”

“yes?”

“I’m pretty sure that if I get the first apprentice, it will be none other than Seil Sieghard-kun.”

I smiled and opened the door and walked out.

“I wish I did too.”

After leaving the room, I headed towards the front door of the academy, not the dormitory.

yesterday morning.

It was because a letter had arrived from Röndal Haarman saying that he had an urgent message to convey.

Somehow, I had a bad feeling.

-The last card she drew. There was a grim reaper with a scythe and a broken sword, right? That means death soon. It’s that woman with the broken sword.

-Your death is certain. will die in the near future this is destiny

I tried to ignore the ominous thoughts that popped into my head and hurried on.

* * *

Arriving at Harman’s mansion, I was guided by Rose and headed to Röndal Harman’s office.

As I opened the door and entered, Röndal Haarman with a serious face waved at me.

I naturally sat down on the chair in front of me.

“So what are you doing with that face? Our Count Harman will be better.”

“… … The forces that requested Gyreth Harman have contacted you.”

The union has finally moved.

I said in a more serious voice.

“Tell me in detail.”

“They asked for the whereabouts of Gireth Harman, who was tentatively appointed as the next family head, whether the one-armed swordsman assigned to Gireth Harman was alive or dead, and compensation for the damage they had requested.”

“So what did you say?”

“Gireth Haarman replied that he was pushed back in the scramble for home ownership with me. Well, it’s not wrong. Regarding that part, it was a matter within the family, so I resolutely cut it off and asked not to ask any more questions. I also feel doubtful about that, but at first I seem to agree. However, he replied that he did not know whether the one-armed prosecutor was alive or dead. Of course, they look suspicious of me.”

Even if the sky collapses, Röndal Haarman’s strength cannot overcome that one-armed swordsman. Since they are well aware of that fact, they must be questioning them even more.

Perhaps the pressure will intensify as time goes on.

“Don’t do this. Tell them that the one-armed swordsman they are looking for is dead. And make it clear that the damage compensation you guys want can’t be more than half of the initial down payment.”

Röndal asked with a surprised face.

“Are you telling me that you killed that one-armed swordsman? Are you telling me who killed him?”

“grow.”

“… … You mean?”

“okay. However, it was not Seil Sieghard who killed him.”

Röndal asked with an incomprehensible face.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t quite understand it with my head. I hope you can explain it a little easier.”

I said with a grin.

“The one who killed him was not Seil Sieghard, a freshman at Salomon Academy, but Abel Croy, the new leader of the 72nd Order.”