“Have you had lunch already?”
Ring ring.
A bicycle roars along with a lowly bell.
Levi, she pedaled her bike hard today too.
A familiar route that I have been riding my bike on every day recently.
Somehow, the originally bumpy road was paved over, and the bike wheels went very well.
Suddenly.
The basket on her bike contained a fairly large lunch box.
It was filled with cheap food that he had personally prepared, and since he had learned some cooking from the chef in charge of Tristan’s kitchen, the taste would not be bad.
“You should like it….”
Sincerity prepared for one person.
However, if you receive this sincerity and are happy about it, your hard work will be more than rewarded.
Above all, he is the one she knows who would accept such affection and say it is tasteless.
Rather, he was the one who ate it more deliciously than anyone else.
“hmm….”
Levy blushed slightly at the thought, and he pedaled a little faster.
Despite her frail appearance, her body, which had never missed a single day of training, did not tire even after maintaining a speed of 30 kilometers for an hour.
A girl with a crush was strong.
After pedaling for a while, a familiar cabin began to appear in the distance.
As soon as he saw the cabin, Levy smiled happily and immediately increased his speed.
As if maintaining a constant speed up to now was for the purpose of exerting strength now.
But.
“…huh?”
Levy blinked.
I saw a man collapse about 3 meters before reaching the cabin.
It was a familiar outline, and Levy stepped on the brakes and approached the fallen man.
“Hey, Assistant Damien Follett?”
“… .”
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
“… Ugh.”
“…Uh, are you crying?”
“… Me, I’m the only one whose life is hard, why am I the only one who has to roll around like this, sob… .”
“… Hmm.”
… Ah, you’re the same as usual.
Levy nodded, saying it was a familiar sight.
‘The master is training the assistant again.’
Her relationship with her instructor, Damien Follett, was already well known within the Academy.
His behavior of running or doing paperwork every day without resting was bound to become famous even if he didn’t want to.
It wasn’t hard to guess what happened.
That’s why.
‘…i envy you.’
Levi envied him.
He is the one who receives ‘private tutoring’ from his master.
If Damien had read her thoughts, he might have gone crazy and wanted to jump around, but she wasn’t simply jealous of Damien having him all to himself.
It may seem like he’s just rolling around in an unreasonable way, but Damien Follett is definitely growing.
‘You’ve grown up again.’
Damien Follett was already one of the strongest cadets in the swordsmanship department.
Not only was he originally a descendant of a prestigious knight family, but he also received training befitting his reputation, so his level was clearly higher than that of other cadets.
This year, there were a lot of abnormal students who were called geniuses, but originally, it wouldn’t have been strange if Damian had been the top student in the swordsmanship department.
However, because Damien was being raised by his master, his growth rate was definitely on a steep curve.
If he continued to grow at this rate, he might not be able to catch up with the black-haired prince, but there might come a day when he could catch up with one of the three.
‘They say that people become stronger in times of crisis, isn’t that the case for Assistant Professor Damian?’
A master is someone who becomes strong in order to take risks.
For Levy, who wanted to become stronger as quickly as possible, Damian’s growth was something to be envied.
… It would be hell for me.
“…What are you doing here?”
“Ah, Master!”
“Gomsuni, what are you doing now?”
“Oh, I’d like to have lunch with you, huh, if you haven’t eaten… ”
“… If you packed so much and I say I already ate it, then I’ll be labeled a traitor?”
“lol.”
“Funny… Luckily, I haven’t eaten yet. I was going to bake some pizza in the oven, but let’s eat it together with what you packed.”
“Yes! Oh, but Assistant Professor Damian… .”
“Leave him alone. He’s just joking. He doesn’t listen to me these days.”
When the master said, “If you don’t eat lunch, you don’t have any,” Damian grumbled, “That’s too much, really…” and stood up, and in this comical situation, Levy unknowingly became involved.
“Haha.”
He ended up laughing brightly.
* * *
The documents that Assistant #1 had worked hard to obtain were now on Lee Han’s table, but Lee Han was just reading the papers while fluttering them around, clearly more absorbed in his lunch.
I was quietly eating the oven-baked pizza with stretchy cheese and the rice-shaped pasta that Levi had made.
“That’s too much, how did you bring that…?”
“Okay, is that all?”
“… That’s all the information we have there. And I heard that Leader Simon asked us to say, ‘I guess they’re starting to look favorably on the guild now, right?’”
“He’s a funny guy.”
“… Only you, Instructor, can say that to Union Leader Simon.”
It’s also strange that they treat someone like the leader of the royal road guild like that.
And the union leader who obediently followed the instructor’s orders was not an ordinary person.
‘Does it mean that big guys communicate with other big guys?’
“That guy is so-so despite his arrogance. He says this is all he has? How dare you expect me to be kind to him like this, you idiot with no conscience.”
“hmm….”
… or maybe they are just afraid of being hit and are forced to follow it.
It was Damien’s small prediction, and while feeling sympathy for the guild leader, Damien realized that even though at first glance he seemed to be only focused on eating, he was actually reading the entire document thoroughly.
Should I say that I can tell because I often witnessed him reading documents with surprising care when the instructor gave him documents to check personally?
‘What incredible concentration.’
He is not very good with paper, but he shows a rare ability to concentrate.
It couldn’t be anything other than a murderous look in his eyes, as if he were picking a fight with the documents.
‘Whenever he concentrates, he acts as if he’s going to fight, this guy.’
Is that why it’s strong?
When a question suddenly comes to mind.
Percussion.
“As expected, he’s not dead.”
“?”
“Oh, I’m not talking to you. You should eat quickly and plant basil and fruit trees by today, right?”
“… Instructor, I’m not a worker, I’m an assistant. And how can I finish all of that today?”
“Did I tell you to do it alone? You have an intern, so push him hard.”
“ah!”
… this guy might be a genius.
Damien looked at the instructor in amazement, whether his mind was paralyzed or he was simply glad that he now had a legitimate excuse to treat the intern like a stranger.
Realizing that there are endless ways to torment people like this.
It was Damien who learned a great lesson.
Regardless of whether the assistant had learned something bad or not, Lee Han used the information he received to think about it.
‘Name Greg Bean. He was a wizard affiliated with the Imperial Magic, but after conducting illegal experiments at the Magic Tower, he fled to the Southern Continent. He was originally active in Britain, but was captured and executed during the war.’
But… .
‘It was discovered that the executed body was likely that of a prisoner in the same cell. Since the special magic was the magic of exchanging facial skin, it is highly likely that he survived by switching his face with that of the prisoner.’
It can change the complexion of your face.
In the part about the master of human skin, Lee Han judged that there was a high probability that this guy was alive.
And let’s gradually check the illegal experiments he committed… .
‘How to transplant [mystery].’
‘Extract’ the mystery of others and transfer it to yourself.
The subject of the Mystery being extracted would die, but the Mystery would be preserved and made to last forever, which would be helpful in military terms, and would also help increase the authority of the royal family – that was the argument of a spellcaster named Greg Bean.
“… He’s a kid who’s worse than noobs.”
Lee Han laughed as he read this guy’s logic.
As expected, he is a custom-made item.
It was said plausibly, but in the end.
‘You envy other people’s talents and you hate them, so you’re going to study ways to steal those talents and extort them, after all. This kid is definitely a Black Sword or Blood Cult bastard.’
In martial arts novels, there are often instances where the power of something like the Nine-Eyed Column or the Five Elements is absorbed by kidnapping them. The words of the spellcaster were similar to this.
Isn’t that the logic of killing others to gain power?
‘A bastard worse than an animal that sucks other people’s blood─.’
Lee Han’s eyes lit up as he said that if that guy Greg had been in front of him, he would have killed him without fail.
“That empire guy….”
Lee Han noticed that the guy was formerly a member of [Imperial Tower].
The rooftop.
I heard it’s an ivory tower for wizards that only exists in the central continent?
‘What a fucking idiot.’
The ivory tower is a lofty term, but it is ultimately a gathering of order-makers.
For Lee Han, all he could feel was the annoyance of discovering a very unpleasant termite hole.
Also, those guys called Matap were very suspicious.
‘So the Matop knew about this experiment, right? And yet they missed it? How can such an incompetent group survive?’
……ah.
‘There are white cats, yes.’
For a moment, he almost accepted Ma-Tap’s incompetence, thinking that he was just like Baek Eun-sa-ja, but Lee Han did not let his doubts go.
I wanted to investigate the Magic Tower right away because I had my suspicions, but would I have time to go all the way to the Central Continent?
“Wait a minute, can I not go?”
I’m sure it was just something I overheard, but I definitely heard someone coming from the rooftop.
… The reason is obvious-.
“Instructor~!!”
“… … .”
“lol.”
“… That neighbor chick is more useful than I thought.”
Did you say you were coming to meet ‘that’?
The chick from the neighbor’s house, which seemed to have woken up late in the afternoon, was flying brightly, and a good idea occurred to Lee Han.
should.
“Gomsoon-ah.”
“Yes, Master.”
“I’m curious, is it a crime to kidnap a magician?”
“……yes?”
Righteous theft, or is this righteous kidnapping?
“I just wanted to ask you something personally.”
“Uh… , Well, then why don’t you just ask? Instead of kidnapping them… .”
“That’s not it.”
“?”
“There’s no way you’d just answer the questions the orderer asks, right?”
“… … .”
… My heart aches as I see the disciple’s expression filled with disbelief even though I just told him the most obvious truth.
This naive thing.
He’s like that because he hasn’t experienced much of the world yet.
“You definitely lack social experience. It’s obvious that you don’t even know such obvious things.”
“… Hmm, am I weird?”
“No, it’s because you don’t know yet.”
How to deal with orderers.
“I will teach you this opportunity.”
“… ??”
He smiled happily, saying that he felt like he had something new to teach his disciple.
That too.
‘It is true that real-life experience is the best social experience.’
What I liked about this was that it was an opportunity to experience it with one’s body rather than just explaining it.
