Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy

"Alright. I'll forgive you."

"Phew!"

The White Tiger Tower students let out a sigh of relief.

Until Yi-Han said his next words.

"Then let's go."

"?"

The students looked at each other in confusion.

"Where to?"

"To the warehouse. Since you did the work carelessly, you have to do it again."

"..."

"..."

The students, who belatedly realized what Yi-Han meant, stammered and asked.

"We, we have to do this too."

"Yeah. You can come back later and do it. You can come during the day."

"It's not just us who used tricks, other guys used tricks too..."

"Even better. Call those guys too."

"..."

The White Tiger Tower students glanced at the stream next to them and then at Yi-Han's staff.

It was getting cold enough to fall into the stream.

"You came to help like this...!"

The priests were surprised when the White Tiger Tower students came to help.

"You didn't need to come like this."

"That's right. It's our job."

The priests didn't notice the gloomy and sad expressions of the White Tiger Tower students.

Yi-Han whispered from behind.

"Hey. Manage your expressions."

"..."

"Come to think of it, it seems like too much for the priests to handle... So we came to help..."

"That's right... If we... had done well... last week... the priests wouldn't have had a hard time in the first place... Sob!"

"White Tiger Tower is really not just a tower of knights."

"I was really moved."

At the priests' sincere gratitude, the White Tiger Tower students inwardly made a tearful face.

It was hard to even get angry when they acted like that instead of exploiting them.

"That's why I told you not to hide the garbage. I said you'd get caught and go to the punishment room."

"We didn't get caught! It's because Wardanaz found it."

Tap tap tap tap-

The White Tiger Tower students started clearing the piled-up garbage in the warehouse with skillful movements, as if they hadn't done it a week earlier for nothing.

An eight-legged chair (two of the legs were definitely octopus legs), a half-burned magic book (the cover read 'It's fully cooked! Die!'), a coat with three colors of blood on it (not only red, but also green and blue blood) and so on.

"Impressive. Anglago."

"What?"

Anglago asked back in a nonchalant voice at Yi-Han's praise.

He couldn't be in a good mood after being called in the middle of the night when he could rest comfortably.

'This guy is trying to pick a fight.'

"The warehouse organization. Your knack is amazing. Do you have anything to teach me?"

Yi-Han's praise was sincere.

Even though the priests were not lazy or lacking in skill, the speed of the White Tiger Tower students overwhelmed the priests.

It was thanks to the knack they had accumulated over time.

"Hm... Hmph! Well... There's nothing I can't teach."

Anglago seemed to not dislike it, as he grumbled but started explaining.

"First of all, do you know what to clean up first?"

"Relatively light garbage, right?"

Since it was piled up like a mountain, it was also important to reduce the amount as much as possible.

Clearing the light things first and then the heavy things...

"Wrong. We thought so at first too."

"?"

"The first things to clean up are the garbage that doesn't look dangerous. You can just pick it up and drag it out. The dangerous ones are the ones that look obviously dangerous or the ones whose identity is unknown. The ones that look dangerous are rather better. You can just attack them first. The garbage with unknown identity is really dangerous..."

Anglago let out a deep sigh.

It felt tiring just talking about it.

"There's no choice for these. The person in front has to approach with a shield, and the people behind have to provide support."

"..."

Yi-Han was at a loss for words.

'Well, the school's work can't be easy.'

Even when magic collided with each other, there were conflicts and unexpected phenomena occurred, so if a place where more than a thousand related items were piled up was fine, that would be even stranger.

Of course, among the tasks assigned to the 1st-year students this week, organizing this warehouse was one of the most difficult, but that was no consolation to Yi-Han.

"There's no choice."

Yi-Han waved his staff and threw bone fragments. Sharakan popped out and skeleton warriors rose up in droves.

"It will be too much for this. I'll have to combine them."

Yi-Han combined the skeleton warriors with each other and compressed them, as he had learned in the King of Ghouls's Palace before.

Just having a large number didn't really help with the current organization.

"And... I'll have to call Gonadaltes too."

"What?!?!?"

"Ah. Don't be surprised. It's the name of my summon."

'Isn't this guy crazy?'

Undead appeared in the warehouse along with an eerie mana.

Seeing that, some priests coughed uncomfortably.

"Oops. Sorry. I needed more hands."

"No. We also know well that dark mages are not actually trying to insult death, but are trying to understand death and comfort the deceased."

"???"

Yi-Han tilted his head.

Was... was that so?

'I don't think so.'

The priests attending Einroguard had less prejudice than other priests because they seriously learned magic other than holy magic.

Naturally, they tried to understand dark magic rather than blindly hating it.

...But as expected, there were misunderstandings since they didn't directly learn it.

"Okay. Now that the preparations are done, let's divide the work. White Tiger Tower students, come this way. I'll cast enhancement magic on you."

"Oh...!"

The students were delighted at Yi-Han's words.

Regardless of whether they disliked him or not, everyone acknowledged Yi-Han's magic skills.

If they worked with enhancement magic, it would be several times easier.

"Thanks. Wardanaz."

"What are you even saying? We have to help each other when working together."

"...Wait, Wardanaz. Why don't you cast it on the priests?"

"The priests will be doing the work of pulling out the luggage here and taking it outside."

"...Then what about us??"

"You guys now have to go in and clean up the unidentified garbage over there."

"..."

"..."

The White Tiger Tower students glared at Yi-Han.

"I'll go in with you."

"That doesn't change the fact that you're mistreating us."

"...Should I make you something to eat when the work is done?"

"What kind of offer is that..."

Anglago answered furiously at Yi-Han's question, which seemed to imply that all would be well with just a good meal.

"Gasp. What will you make?"

"..."

"So, sorry. Anglago."

"Honestly, the food Wardanaz made was delicious. It was hard eating only jerky for two weeks."

Yi-Han asked, puzzled.

"Can't you exchange with the Black Tortoise Tower? What have you been doing all this time?"

"Last time we went to their black market and got into a fight..."

"Those guys didn't apologize first..."

Yi-Han looked at the students as if dumbfounded.

No matter what, wasn't it a loss to fight each other for two weeks?

'Don't tell me these guys won't try to reconcile first if I'm not here?'

The White Tiger Tower students looked at Yi-Han with hopeful eyes.

Since they were also suffering from a shortage of supplies, they secretly hoped that Yi-Han would mediate.

"Yeah. Alright. Let's clean up."

"Wardanaz...?!"

"Th, that's it?! Don't you have more to say?!"

"I don't know."

"What the hell is this used for?"

A White Tiger Tower student muttered, holding a wing that looked like a hang glider.

"They probably tried to use it like a bird's wing. It might have been pretty good if you flew from a high place."

"Why this?"

"To escape?"

"Ah..."

The White Tiger Tower student looked at the unknown senior's attempt with a mixture of awe and reverence.

"Can't we repair this and try using it?"

"You're... going to try it?"

"Huh? Is it dangerous?"

"Wouldn't it be dangerous if you did?"

Yi-Han was about to tell him to just try it, but he stopped. He was worried that the other person might really do it.

"I see. Then can I try it?"

'Should I hit him?'

-Move. Move. Move.-

"!?"

As if reading Yi-Han's inner thoughts, a golem's hand suddenly shot up from the pile of garbage. And it immediately tried to slap the White Tiger Tower student.

'It's a good thing I had Spatial Perception cast in advance!'

Yi-Han read the trajectory of the golem's attack and shouted urgently.

"Turn into iron, O cloak!"

He was worried because it wasn't his own cloak, but fortunately, the White Tiger Tower student's cloak turned into solid iron.

Yi-Han immediately threw the student back. The student who rolled over the pile of garbage let out a groan and rolled away.

"Everyone, prepare for battle! It's a golem! How did you deal with it last time?"

"There... there was no golem!!!"

"What?"

"I said there was no golem, you crazy bastard! Why is there a golem?!"

The White Tiger Tower students shouted in a panic.

No matter how many unidentified pieces of garbage there were, there had never been a golem.

Only then did Yi-Han belatedly realize and said sheepishly.

"I see. I thought there must have been one."

"If it were such a place, we wouldn't have come even if you beat us to death...!"

-Golem <Die Flying Skull> has moved. Executing command.-

"..."

"...The seniors definitely made it."

Everyone couldn't help but admire the golem's name, which felt like hatred towards someone.

The golem, made of granite, basalt, two unidentified rocks, and birch wood, was half destroyed but slowly moving.

"Sharakan. I will strengthen the skeleton warriors. Let's attack together."

Yi-Han prepared for battle as he had done before.

Explosively strengthen the skeleton warriors and then fire elemental magic.

Although the golem's strength looked quite solid, it was advantageous for them since it was half-shattered. If they kept shooting, the golem's weak point, the core, would inevitably be hit.

-Starting cleaning.-

However, instead of preparing for Yi-Han's attack, the golem silently started picking up the garbage and throwing it outside.

Anglago, startled by the suddenly flying garbage, threw himself to the side.

"It's an attack!!"

"It, it said cleaning?"

Yi-Han and the White Tiger Tower students were amazed, staring at the golem suddenly doing the work for them.

Despite having one leg blown off, the golem cleared the garbage at a fast pace.

'But it won't be able to move for long.'

Yi-Han read the mana felt from the golem's entire body.

The amount of mana emitted with each movement was considerable, and the amount lost from the damaged parts was also significant.

Then it would need to be additionally healed or filled, but seeing the golem's mana itself gradually weakening, it seemed difficult for it to move for a long time.

'Well, if it could move for a long time, it wouldn't be here like this.'

It must have accidentally touched something wrong and reactivated.

"You... You're amazing! It would have been great if we had met you last week!"

-Did not understand.-

"You don't have to understand!"

-Executing command. Explosive potions have been found. Please step back.-

"Th, thanks."

However, contrary to Yi-Han's thoughts, the White Tiger Tower students quickly became friendly with the golem.

"Can't we somehow make a new leg for it with this?"

"Rather than that, let's find the fallen leg. It might be in the garbage dump."

The guys who had been whining that they didn't want to clean up until just now were rummaging through the warehouse, trying to outdo each other.

"It's good that you're working hard, but it's time. Let's come back tomorrow and do the rest."

"Is it already that time?"

"The golem will clean it all up by itself while we're gone, right?"

At the White Tiger Tower students' words, Yi-Han answered as if asking what they were talking about.

"That won't happen."

"Why?"

"Because it will stop after about half a day?"

"..."

"..."

The White Tiger Tower students looked at Yi-Han with eyes that said, 'How can you say such harsh things?'

"No... It's damaged and there's mana consumption, so it's hard for it to operate for a long time. Look. If it were intact, would it be operating like this now?"

"Ah, even so, you shouldn't say that in front of the golem!"

"Wait. Is that important now? Wardanaz. Then can it be fixed? There's a way to fix it, right? If you fix it, it's fine."

The White Tiger Tower students spoke earnestly, but it was impossible to say that the impossible was possible.

Yi-Han was also a 1st-year, so how could he fix a golem?

"Can it be done?"

"Sigh. He says it can be done."

"That's a relief."

"As expected of Wardanaz."

"..."