Chapter: 464
The thought of meeting the heroes of the past had been on my mind ever since I encountered the skeleton.
There were various reasons for this.
Primarily, because the various items they possessed could be useful not just for me, but for those around me.
And like the skeleton I met in the underground of the Academy, I also thought they might give me wonderful skills.
But more than anything, the biggest reason was simply that I wanted to meet them.
Even though they were just fakes imitating heroes, nobody could deny that they were heroes in their own right. I felt I could take a step forward by meeting them, talking with them, clashing weapons, and seeking their advice.
According to my original plan, I should have met all the heroes by now, but I couldn’t due to so many things happening during the vacation.
I didn’t regret it because those memories were precious to me, but it couldn’t be helped that the delay of my desired meetings weighed on my heart.
Now that I was in a position to go to the external dungeon, I had been thinking of meeting them every time I had some time. Then, upon hearing the stories of my friends and Lina, the name of an old hero popped into my head.
The name of the great wizard who created miracles with his magic.
Standing at the frontlines against the Evil God and recognized for establishing modern magic, Erginius would surely be a great help to Joy in creating magic.
No matter how much of a fake he was, what was inside him must be as real as ever.
<Erginius. It’s a nostalgic name.>
While preparing to go to the place where the wizard’s doll was waiting, I asked my grandpa what kind of person he was.
Though I had some knowledge about the old heroes, I believed my grandpa would have a more accurate understanding than I.
‘What kind of person was he?’
<*Hmm. It's a bit hard to describe that guy. He was such a lunatic that summarizing him in one word is difficult.>
‘Do I really need to summarize?’
[To be exact, words to express that guy just don’t come to mind.]
After contemplating for a while, my grandpa ultimately gave up on summarizing with a sigh.
[I'll just tell you about the things he did, and you can imagine the rest on your own.]
‘Okay.’
[There was the time he shouted at the
‘W-Wait a second. Are you telling me that all those things were done by one person?’
[You can’t be shocked by this. These are merely fragments of the countless misdeeds he committed.]
I finally understood why my grandpa was struggling.
The anecdotes of the great wizard Erginius were as diverse as they could be.
Some were incredibly heroic. Some made him seem like a madman obsessed with magic. Others made him suspicious of being on the side of the Evil God.
Is it really okay for a person to be this multi-dimensional? At this point, it felt like he had transcended 3D and reached 4D!
[To be honest, I’m negative about you meeting that guy. I don’t think he’ll tolerate your way of speaking.]
‘…Uh. What should I do?’
[What else can you do? Leave it to your friends and just hide at the back. Unless you want to smash his head with a
Given the situation where I needed to seek advice, my grandpa said the first option sounded better, and I could only nod in agreement.
[Ah. Right. Bringing
‘Why that perverted fox? Does she have an interest in the authority of the forest’s owner?’
[No. When
‘…That’s some really helpful advice. I’ll engrave it in my ears.’
*
While preparing to meet the heroes, I didn’t neglect to train myself as well.
I had rolled and rolled so much that now rolling had become deeply etched into my soul, and if I didn’t roll, it felt quite uncomfortable.
Living in the Allen family, I had naturally been gaslit into thinking so.
A noble family that forces a little girl to do hard work.
Describing it this way makes it sound really creepy.
In reality, the Allen Knights are just a group of knights crazy about training and self-achievement.
Those guys would probably rather swing their swords an extra time than go meet a girl.
Anyway, to get back on track, my recent endeavor was to develop weapons for myself, narrowing the sense of discomfort as much as possible.
I could only ask the additional commentary skill for advice once a day.
So, to use that opportunity as effectively as possible, I had to solve the parts I could handle on my own.
This was my way of using limited time and opportunities as efficiently as possible, but there was one problem.
I kept promising to use the additional commentary only when I really, really, really needed it, so it became common for me not to use it until the end of the day.
Like in an RPG game, deciding to only use potions when it’s extremely important, then carrying them all the way until the game ends.
[Just use it if it’s ambiguous. It’s futile to save it all day and then lament about missed opportunities at midnight.]
‘But if I move a bit more, a breakthrough might appear!’
<Sigh. It seems I’m going to have to listen to another night of whining.>
I, who was about to retort my grandpa‘s complaints with similar complaints, lost focus and staggered before falling over.
Ugh. I was on a roll, but he broke my flow.
I felt like I was on the verge of a realization.
<Nonsense. You have a long, long way to go.>
‘…Please don’t assault me with reality! Do you really have to torture this little girl?! Grandpa is such a pervert!’
[If you have enough energy to jabber, get up and swing your
“Young lady. Are you okay?”
Just as I was pondering what words could make my grandpa angry, a voice came from above.
I subtly turned my gaze to see Karl holding a towel. As I laid down my mace and stretched my arms up, he cautiously handed me the towel.
Since the time my arm got smashed, Karl has been visibly tense every time he came into contact with me, like a glass bead that would shatter with the slightest touch.
It seemed like injuries of that extent were commonplace during knight training, so I really couldn’t understand why he was so bothered.
“Shoddy Dog. Did you do everything I told you?”
“Yes. I submitted the dungeon strategy application.”
“What did that lowlife say over there?”
“He seemed surprised after seeing the area but nodded his head upon seeing your name, Young Lady.”
That got approved? I thought it was going to get rejected at least once!
I even planned to threaten the headmaster to pass it through.
The place where Erginius’s doll resides is not just a casual trip.
I have built up quite a bit so far, but I didn’t think I would be easily granted permission to go there.
Hmm. Ugh.
Well. It’s fine.
As long as the outcome is good, that’s what matters.
“Well, I’ll be heading back now. I guess being at the start of the semester means the professors have a lot to do.”
After leaving behind something to wet my throat, Karl departed, and I once again grabbed my mace.
At this point, my skills had no time to rest. I should swing my mace a little more during this breathing time.
<Lucy. By the way, I just remembered that when you met Ganshu, you were hoping for the blessing of the God of Martial Arts. Was that blessing granted to you?>
‘Not yet. That guy, Ganshu, is cooped up in the library, so I suppose it takes a bit of mental preparation to go outside.’
<…When you met Ganshu, the things you said. Were they not translated by the blessing?>
‘By the middle, it was mostly sincere!’
<Sigh. Really. I’m glad you’re an Apostle of God. If it weren’t for that, how many curses would have fallen upon you!>
While listening to my grandpa’s lament, I shrugged my shoulders and swung my mace again.
*
While Lucy was preparing to meet the doll of Erginius, others weren’t just sitting idly.
Joy, Arthur, and Phoebe gathered in a private room, putting their heads together.
Before going to seek advice from someone, they were trying to concretize their thoughts.
“If we go without knowing anything, we won’t even know what to ask. So at the very least, we should know what to ask about.”
“Well, I did ask the magic professors and brought back related books.”
“I also went to the bishop of the Academy Church for advice on the Power of Void. The bishop seemed to know a lot due to the incident last time.”
The three, who could hardly be called anything less than geniuses, began their efforts to build a structure on an empty plain.
For the sake of getting proper advice from the outstanding great wizard that Lucy could speak with confidently.
“By the way, I wonder who that great wizard Lucy Allen is talking about. Nothing is coming to mind.”
“I’m stumped too. Being a Young Lady of the Partlan family, I know my way around many wizards, but I simply can’t think of anyone who can give advice on the Authority of Evil God. But since Lucy said it, it shouldn’t be just bravado.”
“The things that Young Lady is pushing forward are quite extraordinary. Hmm. Could it be that we might meet the old hero, Erginius?”
“Haha. Saintess, that’s too unrealistic, isn’t it?”
“That’s right, Phoebe. How could we possibly meet someone from the myths?”
“Isn’t that the case?”
“Still, if we could meet that person, it would be wonderful. Meeting the great wizard and cultured noble would be an honor in itself.”
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