Chapter 50
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Chapter 50
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Ronan, recalling his conversation with Varen from the previous day, raised the corner of his mouth.
– The habitat of Curse Eye... Well, fundamentally, it must be a place untouched by human feet and rich in mana. After all, curses are ultimately a form of mana.
‘I should try everything I can.’
The veins of Baydian perfectly matched that condition. Of course, he wasn’t just looking at Curse Eye, which might or might not exist.
Taking control of mana-rich veins would not only help cultivate sensitivity but also provide a fair amount of profit through byproducts.
‘I can’t do this alone.’
He had realized it once again during the crisis of the Gran Cappadocia. To stand against crises, a powerful organization was necessary.
So, Ronan established this club. He intended to gather talents to accompany him until the Advent event, strengthen and expand their power using information acquired from past lives.
To achieve that, he needed to make the most of his memories from his past life. Marya asked again.
“Why are you hesitating? What’s in the Baydian Range?”
“Don’t be hasty. There’s a pretty large vein there. It will be helpful in various ways.”
The eyes of the group twinkled at the mention of the term “vein.” Aselle, who had visited the Fountain of Phaenar before, seemed particularly surprised.
He remembered the improved mana manipulation skills and the amount of money he earned from just one visit. Braum chuckled heartily.
“Hahaha! I don’t really understand, but it sounds fun! So, when are we leaving?”
“That’s the problem. How are your ongoing classes?”
Ronan divided pieces of paper and had everyone draw up their schedules. Probably because they were all top students, their schedules were generally tight.
Ronan sighed. It will take two days to get to the Baydian Range. And that was assuming they were to take swift horses instead of walking.
“I can’t wait until the vacation.”
They needed to secure as much time as possible for smooth activities. As much as he wanted to focus solely on club activities and disregard everything else, he couldn’t deny them the opportunity to learn what they wanted.
At that moment, Aselle handed over his schedule.
“Here, Ronan. I’ve filled it out.”
“Huh?”
Ronan furrowed his brow. Aselle’s schedule seemed almost empty. Ronan grabbed one side of Aselle’s cheek and pulled it.
“Are you kidding me? What’s this, you lazy bum? Are you planning to not take any classes? Huh?”
“Ack! No, no! I... I recently finished some subjects early...”
“What?”
The moment he heard those words, a flash of insight lit up in his mind. Ronan released his grip on Aselle’s cheek. Why hadn’t he thought of this before? Aselle had finished nine subjects early, just like himself.
“Ugh... Ow... It hurts...”
“Alright, Aselle... That’s really good. Everyone, grab your weapons and follow me outside.”
“Huh? Why all of a sudden?”
“Well, um... I was planning to make a bit more of a plan, but it’s not going to work.”
Ronan swung his Lamancha and headed outside. The group followed him, not understanding a word he was saying.
At the center of Nest, there were training areas set up for various practical clubs. Ronan stood in the middle of the training ground, looking at Marya and Braum.
“Well, based on what I’ve checked, the basic subjects take up the most time. Isn’t that right?”
“Well, yes.”
“Wah! Basics are important!”
Ronan rechecked the subjects that the two were taking. All of them were subjects he had finished early in his past life. He remembered the details and essentials of those subjects perfectly.
“Well then, what’s this nonsense? If we all finish the basic subjects early, that’s all there is to it.”
“...What?”
“It’ll be useful for the future. From today, you all will come here in your free time.”
Ronan chuckled as he slung Lamancha over his shoulder. In many ways, it worked out well. Considering the danger of the Baydian Range, taking them there immediately felt somewhat uncertain.
Marya and Braum’s expressions stiffened. Ronan alternated his gaze between them and clapped his hands.
“Marya, you’ll start with Imperial Swordsmanship, and Braum, you can try Intermediate Martial arts. Get ready, everyone.”
“Wait a moment. What exactly is this...”
“Quickly, aren’t you going to draw your sword?”
Smack!
Ronan struck Marya’s forehead with the hilt of his sword. Reactively, Marya drew her broadsword, spouting curses.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.
“Ouch! Are you insane?!”
“The one who’s not sane yet is you, who hasn’t finished Imperial Swordsmanship. How are you still struggling with something so easy?”
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“Are you okay? Here, have some water.”
“Thanks, Adeshan.”
Adeshan, done with her tasks, handed him a water bottle. Her kindness was becoming more familiar over time. Adeshan had also mentioned that quite a number of applicants had visited today.
“Are the ones who just left the last ones? No one passed today either?”
“Seems that way. With talents like these, it’s tough...”
“haha, I’m thinking of trying out as well, except for the assistant tasks.”
Adeshan chuckled and bumped Ronan’s arm. But her words were sincere.
Lately, Ronan’s feelings were leaning more towards the advice of General Adeshan. And it was all because of the existence of Nebula Clazier.
“Since their true nature has come to the surface, they’ll probably be even more reckless.”
The future was already irreversibly twisting. If Ronan were to develop her talent and turn her into a Commander, naturally, she would become a target for those fanatics.
Of course, judging from Nebula Clazier’s movements, in her past life, attempts to assassinate Adeshan would have continued. It was likely that this was the birth of General Adeshan, avoiding all those ill-fated schemes.
But the present her was not a regressor. Ronan didn’t wish for Adeshan to become endangered. He didn’t want to drag her into a muddy swamp like he had in his previous life.
‘I should probably tell her soon. To give up on that dream.’
-Urgh...
While he was lost in thought, the entrance to the arena slowly opened. A girl in a pressed robe often entered with hesitant steps. Both Ronan and Adeshan’s attention turned to her.
“Who’s that?”
She was the girl who had visited last night as well. With flowing silver-gray hair and bright red eyes, she looked at Cita, who was dozing on Ronan’s head.
“Squee... beah...”
“...I see.”
The girl approached until she was right in front of Ronan. She stared at Cita fixedly while standing still for a while. Ronan, who couldn’t wait any longer, spoke first.
“Did you come for the interview?”
“Interview...?”
Ronan nodded. He briefly explained about the top-tier adventure club.
The fact that they had plenty of time was one reason, but the energy flowing intermittently from the girl was intriguing. The girl’s lips, which had been sealed in silence, parted slightly.
“If I join your club... could I keep seeing it and... touch it?”
“It? Cita?”
Ronan glanced up at Cita. It had woken up in the meantime and was staring intently at the girl. Ronan nodded.
“Well, I mean... Cita almost always follows me around. So, there’s a good chance.”
“Then... I’ll give. The interview.”
“Sure. What’s your name and grade?”
“...Ophelia. Magic department, third year.”
“Wow, I thought you were at most a second-year. Third year, huh? It’s just like the entrance exam. You just need to show off one skill you’re confident in at the Magical Engineered Scarecrow over there.”
Ophelia nodded and stood in front of the magical engineered scarecrow. For a moment, mana gathered in her hand. It wasn’t the typical blue color; it was red like blood.
Or is it aura? Ronan thought that for a moment, and Ophelia began the incantation. Amidst that, she kept her gaze fixed on Cita.
“Huh?”
Ronan’s eyes widened for a moment. A swirling liquid gathered at the tip of her hand. Ophelia seemed to notice Ronan’s gaze and shrunk her shoulders.
“Hot...!”
She dissolved her existing magic as if making a grave mistake and started a new incantation. In the place where the red liquid had disappeared, a black aura remained.
“Shadow Claw.”
Ophelia’s elongated shadow transformed into a massive claw that swiped at the magical engineering scarecrow. Adeshan’s eyes widened.
“Dark attribute magic...!”
It was the first time he had seen it for real. It was as rare as telekinesis or light attribute magic. However, Ronan’s interest lay elsewhere.
He clearly saw it. The magic Ophelia had initially attempted to use was a type of blood magic, similar to Cita’s. Ronan opened his mouth as if possessed by something.
“...You’re in.”
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Chapter 50
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Ronan, recalling his conversation with Varen from the previous day, raised the corner of his mouth.
– The habitat of Curse Eye... Well, fundamentally, it must be a place untouched by human feet and rich in mana. After all, curses are ultimately a form of mana.
‘I should try everything I can.’
The veins of Baydian perfectly matched that condition. Of course, he wasn’t just looking at Curse Eye, which might or might not exist.
Taking control of mana-rich veins would not only help cultivate sensitivity but also provide a fair amount of profit through byproducts.
‘I can’t do this alone.’
He had realized it once again during the crisis of the Gran Cappadocia. To stand against crises, a powerful organization was necessary.
So, Ronan established this club. He intended to gather talents to accompany him until the Advent event, strengthen and expand their power using information acquired from past lives.
To achieve that, he needed to make the most of his memories from his past life. Marya asked again.
“Why are you hesitating? What’s in the Baydian Range?”
“Don’t be hasty. There’s a pretty large vein there. It will be helpful in various ways.”
The eyes of the group twinkled at the mention of the term “vein.” Aselle, who had visited the Fountain of Phaenar before, seemed particularly surprised.
He remembered the improved mana manipulation skills and the amount of money he earned from just one visit. Braum chuckled heartily.
“Hahaha! I don’t really understand, but it sounds fun! So, when are we leaving?”
“That’s the problem. How are your ongoing classes?”
Ronan divided pieces of paper and had everyone draw up their schedules. Probably because they were all top students, their schedules were generally tight.
Ronan sighed. It will take two days to get to the Baydian Range. And that was assuming they were to take swift horses instead of walking.
“I can’t wait until the vacation.”
They needed to secure as much time as possible for smooth activities. As much as he wanted to focus solely on club activities and disregard everything else, he couldn’t deny them the opportunity to learn what they wanted.
At that moment, Aselle handed over his schedule.
“Here, Ronan. I’ve filled it out.”
“Huh?”
Ronan furrowed his brow. Aselle’s schedule seemed almost empty. Ronan grabbed one side of Aselle’s cheek and pulled it.
“Are you kidding me? What’s this, you lazy bum? Are you planning to not take any classes? Huh?”
“Ack! No, no! I... I recently finished some subjects early...”
“What?”
The moment he heard those words, a flash of insight lit up in his mind. Ronan released his grip on Aselle’s cheek. Why hadn’t he thought of this before? Aselle had finished nine subjects early, just like himself.
“Ugh... Ow... It hurts...”
“Alright, Aselle... That’s really good. Everyone, grab your weapons and follow me outside.”
“Huh? Why all of a sudden?”
“Well, um... I was planning to make a bit more of a plan, but it’s not going to work.”
Ronan swung his Lamancha and headed outside. The group followed him, not understanding a word he was saying.
At the center of Nest, there were training areas set up for various practical clubs. Ronan stood in the middle of the training ground, looking at Marya and Braum.
“Well, based on what I’ve checked, the basic subjects take up the most time. Isn’t that right?”
“Well, yes.”
“Wah! Basics are important!”
Ronan rechecked the subjects that the two were taking. All of them were subjects he had finished early in his past life. He remembered the details and essentials of those subjects perfectly.
“Well then, what’s this nonsense? If we all finish the basic subjects early, that’s all there is to it.”
“...What?”
“It’ll be useful for the future. From today, you all will come here in your free time.”
Ronan chuckled as he slung Lamancha over his shoulder. In many ways, it worked out well. Considering the danger of the Baydian Range, taking them there immediately felt somewhat uncertain.
Marya and Braum’s expressions stiffened. Ronan alternated his gaze between them and clapped his hands.
“Marya, you’ll start with Imperial Swordsmanship, and Braum, you can try Intermediate Martial arts. Get ready, everyone.”
“Wait a moment. What exactly is this...”
“Quickly, aren’t you going to draw your sword?”
Smack!
Ronan struck Marya’s forehead with the hilt of his sword. Reactively, Marya drew her broadsword, spouting curses.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.
“Ouch! Are you insane?!”
“The one who’s not sane yet is you, who hasn’t finished Imperial Swordsmanship. How are you still struggling with something so easy?”
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“Are you okay? Here, have some water.”
“Thanks, Adeshan.”
Adeshan, done with her tasks, handed him a water bottle. Her kindness was becoming more familiar over time. Adeshan had also mentioned that quite a number of applicants had visited today.
“Are the ones who just left the last ones? No one passed today either?”
“Seems that way. With talents like these, it’s tough...”
“haha, I’m thinking of trying out as well, except for the assistant tasks.”
Adeshan chuckled and bumped Ronan’s arm. But her words were sincere.
Lately, Ronan’s feelings were leaning more towards the advice of General Adeshan. And it was all because of the existence of Nebula Clazier.
“Since their true nature has come to the surface, they’ll probably be even more reckless.”
The future was already irreversibly twisting. If Ronan were to develop her talent and turn her into a Commander, naturally, she would become a target for those fanatics.
Of course, judging from Nebula Clazier’s movements, in her past life, attempts to assassinate Adeshan would have continued. It was likely that this was the birth of General Adeshan, avoiding all those ill-fated schemes.
But the present her was not a regressor. Ronan didn’t wish for Adeshan to become endangered. He didn’t want to drag her into a muddy swamp like he had in his previous life.
‘I should probably tell her soon. To give up on that dream.’
-Urgh...
While he was lost in thought, the entrance to the arena slowly opened. A girl in a pressed robe often entered with hesitant steps. Both Ronan and Adeshan’s attention turned to her.
“Who’s that?”
She was the girl who had visited last night as well. With flowing silver-gray hair and bright red eyes, she looked at Cita, who was dozing on Ronan’s head.
“Squee... beah...”
“...I see.”
The girl approached until she was right in front of Ronan. She stared at Cita fixedly while standing still for a while. Ronan, who couldn’t wait any longer, spoke first.
“Did you come for the interview?”
“Interview...?”
Ronan nodded. He briefly explained about the top-tier adventure club.
The fact that they had plenty of time was one reason, but the energy flowing intermittently from the girl was intriguing. The girl’s lips, which had been sealed in silence, parted slightly.
“If I join your club... could I keep seeing it and... touch it?”
“It? Cita?”
Ronan glanced up at Cita. It had woken up in the meantime and was staring intently at the girl. Ronan nodded.
“Well, I mean... Cita almost always follows me around. So, there’s a good chance.”
“Then... I’ll give. The interview.”
“Sure. What’s your name and grade?”
“...Ophelia. Magic department, third year.”
“Wow, I thought you were at most a second-year. Third year, huh? It’s just like the entrance exam. You just need to show off one skill you’re confident in at the Magical Engineered Scarecrow over there.”
Ophelia nodded and stood in front of the magical engineered scarecrow. For a moment, mana gathered in her hand. It wasn’t the typical blue color; it was red like blood.
Or is it aura? Ronan thought that for a moment, and Ophelia began the incantation. Amidst that, she kept her gaze fixed on Cita.
“Huh?”
Ronan’s eyes widened for a moment. A swirling liquid gathered at the tip of her hand. Ophelia seemed to notice Ronan’s gaze and shrunk her shoulders.
“Hot...!”
She dissolved her existing magic as if making a grave mistake and started a new incantation. In the place where the red liquid had disappeared, a black aura remained.
“Shadow Claw.”
Ophelia’s elongated shadow transformed into a massive claw that swiped at the magical engineering scarecrow. Adeshan’s eyes widened.
“Dark attribute magic...!”
It was the first time he had seen it for real. It was as rare as telekinesis or light attribute magic. However, Ronan’s interest lay elsewhere.
He clearly saw it. The magic Ophelia had initially attempted to use was a type of blood magic, similar to Cita’s. Ronan opened his mouth as if possessed by something.
“...You’re in.”
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Chapter 50HEL SCANSTranslator ZainProofreader Demon GodRonan, recalling his conversation with Varen from the previous day, raised the corner of his mouth. The habitat of Curse Eye... Well, fundamentally, it must be a place untouched by human feet and rich in mana. After all, curses are ultimately a form of mana.I should try everything I can.'The veins of Baydian perfectly matched that condition. Of course, he wasn't just looking at Curse Eye, which might or might not exist.Taking control of mana-rich veins would not only help cultivate sensitivity but also provide a fair amount of profit through byproducts.I can't do this alone.'He had realized it once again during the crisis of the Gran Cappadocia. To stand against crises, a powerful organization was necessary.So, Ronan established this club. He intended to gather talents to accompany him until the Advent event, strengthen and expand their power using information acquired from past lives.To achieve that, he needed to make the most of his memories from his past life. Marya asked again.Why are you hesitating? What's in the Baydian Range?Don't be hasty. There's a pretty large vein there. It will be helpful in various ways.The eyes of the group twinkled at the mention of the term vein. Aselle, who had visited the Fountain of Phaenar before, seemed particularly surprised.He remembered the improved mana manipulation skills and the amount of money he earned from just one visit. Braum chuckled heartily.Hahaha! I don't really understand, but it sounds fun! So, when are we leaving?That's the problem. How are your ongoing classes?Ronan divided pieces of paper and had everyone draw up their schedules. Probably because they were all top students, their schedules were generally tight.Ronan sighed. It will take two days to get to the Baydian Range. And that was assuming they were to take swift horses instead of walking.I can't wait until the vacation.They needed to secure as much time as possible for smooth activities. As much as he wanted to focus solely on club activities and disregard everything else, he couldn't deny them the opportunity to learn what they wanted.At that moment, Aselle handed over his schedule.Here, Ronan. I've filled it out.Huh?Ronan furrowed his brow. Aselle's schedule seemed almost empty. Ronan grabbed one side of Aselle's cheek and pulled it.Are you kidding me? What's this, you lazy bum? Are you planning to not take any classes? Huh?Ack! No, no! I... I recently finished some subjects early...What?The moment he heard those words, a flash of insight lit up in his mind. Ronan released his grip on Aselle's cheek. Why hadn't he thought of this before? Aselle had finished nine subjects early, just like himself.Ugh... Ow... It hurts...Alright, Aselle... That's really good. Everyone, grab your weapons and follow me outside.Huh? Why all of a sudden?Well, um... I was planning to make a bit more of a plan, but it's not going to work.Ronan swung his Lamancha and headed outside. The group followed him, not understanding a word he was saying.At the center of Nest, there were training areas set up for various practical clubs. Ronan stood in the middle of the training ground, looking at Marya and Braum.Well, based on what I've checked, the basic subjects take up the most time. Isn't that right?Well, yes.Wah! Basics are important!Ronan rechecked the subjects that the two were taking. All of them were subjects he had finished early in his past life. He remembered the details and essentials of those subjects perfectly.Well then, what's this nonsense? If we all finish the basic subjects early, that's all there is to it....What?It'll be useful for the future. From today, you all will come here in your free time.Ronan chuckled as he slung Lamancha over his shoulder. In many ways, it worked out well. Considering the danger of the Baydian Range, taking them there immediately felt somewhat uncertain.Marya and Braum's expressions stiffened. Ronan alternated his gaze between them and clapped his hands.Marya, you'll start with Imperial Swordsmanship, and Braum, you can try Intermediate Martial arts. Get ready, everyone.Wait a moment. What exactly is this...Quickly, aren't you going to draw your sword?Smack! Ronan struck Marya's forehead with the hilt of his sword. Reactively, Marya drew her broadsword, spouting curses.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.Ouch! Are you insane?!The one who's not sane yet is you, who hasn't finished Imperial Swordsmanship. How are you still struggling with something so easy?Proofreader Demon GodJoin our Discord for release /invite/dbdMDhzWa2Read ahead on our /helscansAre you okay? Here, have some water.Thanks, Adeshan.Adeshan, done with her tasks, handed him a water bottle. Her kindness was becoming more familiar over time. Adeshan had also mentioned that quite a number of applicants had visited today.Are the ones who just left the last ones? No one passed today either?Seems that way. With talents like these, it's tough...haha, I'm thinking of trying out as well, except for the assistant tasks.Adeshan chuckled and bumped Ronan's arm. But her words were sincere.Lately, Ronan's feelings were leaning more towards the advice of General Adeshan. And it was all because of the existence of Nebula Clazier.Since their true nature has come to the surface, they'll probably be even more reckless.The future was already irreversibly twisting. If Ronan were to develop her talent and turn her into a Commander, naturally, she would become a target for those fanatics.Of course, judging from Nebula Clazier's movements, in her past life, attempts to assassinate Adeshan would have continued. It was likely that this was the birth of General Adeshan, avoiding all those ill-fated schemes.But the present her was not a regressor. Ronan didn't wish for Adeshan to become endangered. He didn't want to drag her into a muddy swamp like he had in his previous life.I should probably tell her soon. To give up on that dream.'-Urgh...While he was lost in thought, the entrance to the arena slowly opened. A girl in a pressed robe often entered with hesitant steps. Both Ronan and Adeshan's attention turned to her.Who's that?She was the girl who had visited last night as well. With flowing silver-gray hair and bright red eyes, she looked at Cita, who was dozing on Ronan's head.Squee... beah......I see.The girl approached until she was right in front of Ronan. She stared at Cita fixedly while standing still for a while. Ronan, who couldn't wait any longer, spoke first.Did you come for the interview?Interview...?Ronan nodded. He briefly explained about the top-tier adventure club.The fact that they had plenty of time was one reason, but the energy flowing intermittently from the girl was intriguing. The girl's lips, which had been sealed in silence, parted slightly.If I join your club... could I keep seeing it and... touch it?It? Cita?Ronan glanced up at Cita. It had woken up in the meantime and was staring intently at the girl. Ronan nodded.Well, I mean... Cita almost always follows me around. So, there's a good chance.Then... I'll give. The interview.Sure. What's your name and grade?...Ophelia. Magic department, third year.Wow, I thought you were at most a second-year. Third year, huh? It's just like the entrance exam. You just need to show off one skill you're confident in at the Magical Engineered Scarecrow over there.Ophelia nodded and stood in front of the magical engineered scarecrow. For a moment, mana gathered in her hand. It wasn't the typical blue color; it was red like blood.Or is it aura? Ronan thought that for a moment, and Ophelia began the incantation. Amidst that, she kept her gaze fixed on Cita.Huh?Ronan's eyes widened for a moment. A swirling liquid gathered at the tip of her hand. Ophelia seemed to notice Ronan's gaze and shrunk her shoulders.Hot...!She dissolved her existing magic as if making a grave mistake and started a new incantation. In the place where the red liquid had disappeared, a black aura remained.Shadow Claw.Ophelia's elongated shadow transformed into a massive claw that swiped at the magical engineering scarecrow. Adeshan's eyes widened.Dark attribute magic...!It was the first time he had seen it for real. It was as rare as telekinesis or light attribute magic. However, Ronan's interest lay elsewhere.He clearly saw it. The magic Ophelia had initially attempted to use was a type of blood magic, similar to Cita's. Ronan opened his mouth as if possessed by something....You're in.HEL SCANSTranslator ZainProofreader Demon GodJoin our Discord for release /invite/dbdMDhzWa2Read ahead on our /helscans
