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Lee Han cherished the right to go out. In that movement, I could feel that he was careful that someone might steal it.
Professor Garcia and Principal Skeleton thought to themselves at the same time.
‘No one is taking it away…’
Is your body okay?
“Yes.”
okay. Then, since I got all the prizes, I must be punished.
“……”
Lee Han looked at the skeleton principal as if embarrassed.
Principal Skeleton said as if it were heartbreaking.
don’t look at me like that ‘Cause I’m sick too But rules are rules.
‘It’s 100% a lie.’
In Lee Han’s eyes, no matter how much he looked at it, the principal was right to enjoy it.
By the way, I’m saying this to avoid misunderstanding, but I’m not being punished for trying to go out without permission.
“Then what?”
You get caught and you get punished.
“……”
So, should you have watched Professor Garcia get stabbed?
Lee Han said those words up to his throat, but he endured it.
He hadn’t been happy since the old days when he talked back to the professor.
‘Let’s be patient. Be patient.’
The sun is just rising. Until the next sunrise, try to think about how you will be found out next time in the punishment room.
Along with the horse, Principal Skeleton threw a book at Lee Han.
A book bound in unpatterned black leather. It was a strangely eerie book.
“What is this?”
This is a book that tells you not to get bored in the punishment room. I’d like to read it once.
The expression ‘Can I believe this?’ passed over Lee Han’s face very quickly.
Principal Skeleton was delighted at the appearance of the disciple who looked at him with suspicion first.
Move the student to the punishment room.
The Skeleton Principal’s summons approached and raised Lee Han.
From this morning to tomorrow morning.
Lee Han will be staying in the school’s punishment room.
* * * *
Go down the basement stairs, walk down the hallway, then go down the next stairs, then back down the hallway…
It seemed to have been repeated dozens of times. He was wearing an eye patch, but it seemed that he would not have memorized the road without it.
bang!
“Hmm.”
When the door closed and he was alone, Lee Han looked around the punishment room.
It didn’t look much different from the private room in the dormitory.
Instead of sunlight coming in from outside, artificial light flickers on to the extent that it gives a dim feeling?
‘Is this a punishment room? It’s not as big as I thought.’
Lee Han thought that this would be enough for a few weeks.
as a graduate studentIn life, there have been times when several people have been living in a much smaller room than this.
Compared to that, it was very comfortable.
When Lee Han later met Nelia, she vowed to say, ‘The punishment room was not as big as I thought.’
Of course she didn’t know if Nelia would think so.
-Ihan of the Wodanaj family.
“?”
The hard voice of the undead summons came from outside.
– Take it.
The door under the door opened and a large basket came in.
Freshly baked bread and a hollow bowl of salt and pepper, whole lamb seasoned with sauce, sugar and butter apples, freshly cooked eggs, and slightly hard, yet warm, steaming biscuits mixed with almonds and chocolate…
‘yes?’
The meal was too good for a punishment room, so Lee Han was embarrassed.
what?
-It is a gift from Professor Garcia.
“Ah… say thank you.”
– It’s not over yet. get more
“no. Sleep…”
Lee Han was taken aback by the constant influx of baskets.
Can you eat all of this in one day?
Fortunately, there were more preserved foods from the next basket.
From chocolate to candy wrapped in silver foil. Salt-roasted peanuts, round and flat sweets and tea leaves in a box. Apple juice and orange juice in glass bottles…
‘You didn’t know what you would like, so I guess you put it all in?’
Lee Han thanked Professor Garcia for the gift and placed the basket next to him.
While in the punishment room, it seemed that his mouth would not be bored.
Huruk-
After brewing black tea, Lee Han added milk and sugar, drank little by little, and fell into thought.
Even thinking about it now, the fight with the Imperial Anti-Magicians was bloody. To the extent that I thought, ‘Yongke fought like that too’.
Being able to be so calm in a fight…
‘It must be thanks to the teachings of Alarlong.’
If Allarlong had been by his side, he would have reacted in shock and said, ‘No, I did not teach you such skills in magic battles or in actual combat’, but Allaron was not by your side.
Lee Han didn’t know, but Lee Han certainly had a natural talent for fighting. He was a fact recognized by all the other professors.
‘Thank you. Allarlong.’
Lee Han cast the ＜Lesser Control> magic.
“Move.”
His feather pen gently floated in the air and he began to move naturally.
When he first learned the magic, it was a smooth movement he could not have imagined.
Lee Han put down his feather pen and enchanted his iron ball.
A nearly perfect circle was drawn in the air.
‘It’s a little bit sad that Professor Voladi’s words were true.’
Sometimes, some professors made students angry by saying the right words rather than the wrong ones.
This is how Prof. Voladi said, ‘Practice will improve your skills.’
I felt it when I was fighting the anti-magic, but my skills have really improved dramatically.
‘If I practice a few more times, I will become an archmage. Either die before then.’
Lee Han put down his iron marble. It wasn’t because he wanted to, but he wasn’t in a bad mood.
‘By the way, that sword…’
Lee Han contemplated his swordsmanship that fought against his opponent’s boss.
As Allar Long taught, looking back on whether a fight was won or lost, rather than just passing it over, was a huge help in improving his skills.
‘… no matter how you look at it, it wasn’t a normal swordsmanship, was it?’
At that time, the opponent was so strong that he did not hesitate to shout, but now that I think about it, no matter how much I look at it, it was not a normal swordsmanship.
Where is the swordsmanship that pours magic into it like a madman and strikes it?
Lee Han’s magical powers were plentiful, so it wasn’t strange no matter what happened.
Even the sword was smashed at the end.
Allaron’s excellent swordsmanIt was said that an auror could be made by condensing the magic within the body well into the sword, but in Lee Han’s view, what Lee Han did was a little bit more than an aura…
‘…I don’t know what to call it, but I’ll have to be careful from now on.’
Lee Han vowed not to do something reckless and not end up being featured in the ＜People who died foolishly this year> section of the imperial newspaper.
After drinking all the tea, there was only one thing left that caught my eye.
…that was the black book the principal gave me.
‘Should I open this?’
Ian thought seriously.
Is this a gift from the principal or a trap?
It is a gift from the principal -> The principal is also a human being, and you will know that Lee Han fought hard to save the professor. According to the rules, he was put in the punishment room, but he had no choice but to be sorry. This would be a gift given as a sign of regret.
The principal’s trap -> The principal is technically an undead, not a human. He has no human heart. And the principal must have been delighted by putting him in the punishment room earlier. then…
‘…I feel like it’s most likely a trap.’
Does it look like a trap?
Lee Han decided to make a decision later and pushed the book away.
That was the time.
Slurry!
“!?”
As Lee Han reached over his hand, the blacked-out book was forcibly opened.
And the letters on the opened page popped out as if they were alive, wrapped around Lee Han’s hand and began to dig into it.
“!!!!”
Lee Han was shocked as if someone was hitting knowledge directly into his brain.
‘What…!’
It was confusing and painful, but I knew what this book was trying to do.
This book is now trying to pass on a magic.
Lee Han’s mouth instinctively opened. Then he memorized the magic name.
“Gonadaltes’s… agile step…!”
Pot!
When the transmission was over, the book closed firmly again with a para-rack sound. Although Lee Han tried to open it with an absurd expression, it did not open as if he had nailed it.
‘What kind of books do you have?’
Lee Han gripped his tingling head with a headache and glanced at the magic knowledge he had just received.
As I knew from reading it, the magical knowledge of ＜Gonadaltes’ Swift Steps> remained vividly in Lee Han’s mind.
From order to action.
Of course, that doesn’t mean you can use magic right away. It was Lee Han’s responsibility to realize it directly based on that knowledge.
‘In a word, it is a book that teaches you magic by force…’
From the name of the magic, you could tell that it was the magic that the Skeleton Principal made himself.
With that kind of magic, the skeleton principal could call Lee Han and teach him one-on-one.
‘It must be because the principal is a madman. After all, if you spend a long time as a professor, people will go crazy.’
Lee Han understood.
Of course, the reason the principal didn’t teach was because if he taught one-on-one at will, other professors and outsiders would say, ‘That crazy archmage is trying to ruin another young talent!’
There was no way for Lee Han to know that.
* * * *
“Foot, crinkle the ground. Feet, crinkle the ground. Feet, the ground…”
There’s nothing to do. Lee Han memorized the newly learned spell diligently.
Lee Han himself used to say, ‘I’m not that greedy for magic’, but from an objective point of view, Lee Han was right about being crazy about magic.
Usually, freshmen don’t ‘let’s study because there’s nothing to do’ like Lee Han.
bumpy-
“…?”
Lee Han stopped at the sound of knocking on the wall from somewhere.
what?
“Foot, the ground…”
bumpy-
heard wrongIt wasn’t. Lee Han carefully brought her ear closer to the wall of the punishment room.
bumpy-
The sound was a little louder.
Lee Han also tried to knock on the wall. The other party paused for a moment as they heard the sound.
A low, harsh, husky voice was heard.
“…can you hear me?”
“I hear it.”
“What grade are you in?”
“I am new here.”
“Is it iron? It’s been a lot of trouble.”
“Is that…?”
“Gold.”
Gold.
It was a title that symbolized the 4th grade of the school.
Lee Han was surprised that the senior at this school was locked up in the next room.
‘What should I do to become a 4th grader… No, I’m not talking about it.’
Lee Han completed a quick self-reflection.
It wasn’t the sound of Lee Han, who was caught trying to bounce.
“What did you do to get to the punishment room? Did you even start a fight between the dorms?”
“no.”
“no? Then, did you steal anything from your top friends?”
“no. I was caught trying to escape.”
I heard laughter from the next room.
“This freshman is very fast. It’s only been a week and you’re trying to escape. Did you go to Mount Bonamana? Everyone goes to the mountains and gets caught a lot. I didn’t know there was a wall there.”
“I didn’t go to the mountains.”
At Lee Han’s words, the student beyond the wall seemed to be startled and was silent for a moment.
“Did you go downstairs?”
“Yes.”
“Is that great? Notice the basement. But there’s a trap. If you touch one thing, an alarm sounds, and the warehouse keeper who guards the warehouse is a monster specialized in search ability. What did you catch?”
“I didn’t get caught.”
“…you didn’t get caught?”
“Yes. I went out through the underground passage. I went out and got caught.”
“……”
The fourth grader beyond the wall was astonished.
It was surprising that he realized the existence of the underground passage in only one week, but he went out of the underground passage through the trap of the warehouse and the search of the warehouse keeper???
‘What is this child? Are you a freshman?’
“for a moment. Then why were you arrested?”
“I was riding in a wagon and the imperial anti-magic came and was caught by the principal while fighting.”
“……”