Chapter 119.1

Chapter 119.1

The field training in the first term went smoothly as I participated as an alchemy student, and it ended without incident.

What we did wasn’t much different from before.

We secured materials for alchemy lectures and sometimes fought to obtain magic stones.

In such cases, alchemy students focused on support and handled post-battle treatment.

I fully supported the combat team with Lola. I cheered so loudly that my voice became hoarse.

Despite this, Lambert scolded me for “slacking off.”

I’m not in the wrong.

So, with the field training over, the first term exam loomed.

Since the usual study session was scheduled, I decided to spend the morning at the library to finish what I could before then.

However, by early afternoon, I decided to cut my study session short.

Although I planned to study until closing, I ended up finishing quickly after secretly using [Concentration Up].

This spell isn’t for adventurers or craftsmen. It’s most effective for students.

With unexpected free time, I stood up to go shopping for daily necessities.

And in the clear weather, as I rounded the library towards the academy gate, I noticed a crowd gathering around the gate.

I looked over to see what was happening and stopped in my tracks.

The gatekeeper and students were there.

And next to them—wasn’t that the two-handed sword user from before?

What’s he doing here at Cartilard?

They seemed to be in a heated argument with raised voices.

He’s quite large, towering over the average adult.

The gatekeepers looked up at him and seemed a bit intimidated.

Despite being overwhelmed by the two-handed sword user, a student confronts him.

That’s a classmate from the same year... who was it again?

The guy who stabbed goblins and shouted during the first-year field training. Cart—something.

Why did he think I’d accept?

“Is that all? I’m busy, so I’ll be leaving.”

“Are you saying I’m not a worthy opponent!?”

“Who said anything like that? With exams coming up, I don’t have time to play. Goodbye.”

As I walked away, the two-handed sword user hurriedly followed.

I nodded to the worried gatekeeper and left the academy.

The two-handed sword user continued to shout “Fight me,” but when ignored, he followed with a sullen expression.

Sighing, I continued through the north gate.

Passing through the refugee district and into the plains, he showed no sign of turning back even as we approached the forest.

Does he plan to follow me all the way home?

He doesn’t seem to attack, so he has some sense, but it’s still a hassle if he comes to my house.

I stopped and turned around.

“Fine. I’ll fight you.”

“Really!? But your weapon is—”

The two-handed sword user’s gaze fell on my waist.

Right now, it’s a small dagger for self-defense.

“Don’t worry. I usually use a one-handed sword. I’m stronger than before.”

Hearing this, the two-handed sword user’s mouth curled into a smirk.

His rough laughter momentarily reminded me of Markant.

He had his own fighting obsession.

By the way, when is the Battle Axe of Destruction coming back?

He said it would be before graduation, so maybe after the New Year.

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