Chapter 115.1
Several days have passed since the beginning of my third year at the academy.
The lecture on general education ended, and everyone left the room simultaneously to head to the next lecture, the library, or back to the dormitory.
I stood up to go to the training ground, then stopped.
That’s right. It’s become quite a habit.
“After the next lecture—Oh, you’re leaving, aren’t you?”
“An invitation to train?”
“Yes, but let’s do it tomorrow. I don’t want to keep you waiting.”
Lambert waved lightly and left the room with Felix.
I felt a little lonely watching them leave.
In my third year, I quit the military science lectures.
The reason was that I felt the time spent was not worth the content learned.
Originally, skills were not easily acquired, and by the second year, I felt no change in the lecture content.
Also, with the sensible Deschind as the instructor, the knowledge and skills gained were less compared to alchemy and magical studies.
This year, I’ve been even busier.T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m
To graduate, you need to complete three subjects, so alchemy and magical studies, which are almost certain, along with the essential general education, are sufficient.
I decided to quit military science outright.
Leaving the academy early, I headed to the Larsen Trading Company while browsing the street stalls.
It seems he was aware of the incident at the barracks, not just Raymon.
Healing scrolls—ah, I might have looked at them longingly before.
“Alter-sama, thank you for your patronage. Please continue to favor the Larsen Trading Company.”
“Understood. I’ll gladly accept this.”
I accepted it without hesitation.
The magic book is worth at least ten gold coins, and its rarity exceeds that.
Even though the scroll is reasonable, healing magic is as valuable as the magic book.
Normally, I wouldn’t accept something so valuable.
However, Raymon had done something that warranted this.
Even though I didn’t use my real name and Lauri didn’t reveal my identity, he indeed tried to use violence against the second son of a baron. It’s a significant offense.
If it weren’t me, Holger and the others would have captured him, beaten him, and confined him until he proved his identity. Even then, Holger might suggest silencing him.
Naturally, Brent from the guard and the guild receptionist would testify. The Larsen Trading Company would be finished.
With the Kousai Sword and the stiletto at my waist and the package on my back, I said,
“I’ll ask for the maintenance of my sword again.”
“We look forward to serving you.”
Lauri said with a relieved expression.
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