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Chapter 55: Dungeon Practice (5)

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Chapter 55: Dungeon Practice (5)

Finally, the day of the dungeon practice arrived.

For that reason, everyone was gathered in the central square rather than in the classroom.

At a glance, you could see not just students looking like knights but also those wearing priest robes adorned with the academy’s logo.

This was because it wasn’t just the students from the Magic Department that I’d become familiar with; students from the Knight and Divinity Departments were also present.

Each department of Class A had only around ten students, but with the three departments combined, nearly 40 people were gathered.

With so many people, the buzzing noises were noticeably louder than usual.

“Hmph! Even if it’s for practice, it’s just a low-level dungeon.”

“Don’t underestimate it too much. According to my brother, the professors themselves have set up traps.”

“Even so, it’s not just one person; there are three of us. Plus, we don’t even get to touch the boss. We’re only dealing with random mobs.”

Yep.

As expected, the atmosphere was more about overconfidence than concern.

Now I get what Iona was talking about earlier. Every year, there was someone who thought they could go alone.

If the Knight Department were at that level, then there would definitely be someone who would insist on going alone from the overly proud Magic Department.

...But not this year.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

Seeing the familiar faces that had unwittingly matured, they seemed to look down on the foolish students of the Knight Department.

Yes.

There was no way the academy would plan a meaningless exercise.

Now, those folks would be quite stumped by the unexpected real-world experience.

Well... Not that there was something they had to be nervous about.

I’d prepared all the items I’d specially ordered from Faye for today, and I’d learned quite a lot so far.

I felt empty that Carla, who had always been by my side, couldn’t come along...

It couldn’t be helped.

Instead, I waved lightly to Carla, who was mixed in with the other slaves and watching us.

At that, Carla made a face full of both pride and worry, as if seeing a young child go on an errand for the first time.

We went through the dungeon in Gef City, which was far more challenging than this practice dungeon, so why would she worry about it...?

Smiling at Carla’s concern, I reassuringly patted my chest.

Only then did Carla’s expression seem to relax.

But it looked like my show-off behavior bothered someone. Because someone started poking my shoulder.

What’s going on?

I turned around with a bit of irritation, which soon changed to pure curiosity.

That’s because the person behind me was none other than Elisha.

It couldn’t be a “stop acting out of your social class!” sort of thing. She must have something to say.

“Glenchiel?”

“Good morning, Yandel. What was that all about just now?”

“It’s nothing. Carla seemed worried about me, so I was just trying to reassure her.”

“Oh? I always find your master-servant relationship quite interesting. I looked into it after the entrance ceremony... Usually, masters and slaves aren’t as close as you two.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Students were shocked, regardless of their departments. And I was no exception.

Since it was simple mana pressure without any malice, I, who had a substantial amount of mana, could bear it a little more, but...

Still, being overwhelmed for a moment was inevitable.

Come to think of it, this was the first time I’d seen Iona exert her full power.

In the game, I didn’t think it was a big deal since she would just utter a few words and create a gate, but seeing it in person was different.

It wasn’t just talk that she was the strongest in the academy, aside from the Archmage Principal.

For once, Iona wore a somewhat serious expression as she licked her lips without a break and then reached her hand forward.

Whoom.

In response to her gesture, a massive amount of mana gathered all at once.

Then, a small cluster of red light appeared in midair.

The light that spat out sparks ceaselessly like fireworks soon stretched like a rubber band and then solidified into a large oval shape.

...Maybe it was because it was red. It looked like a gate leading to hell or something.

However, the scenery visible within the blood-red oval was not a place where fire flowed like rivers and monsters loitered in packs. It looked more like a small base where people were coming and going.

It was probably because the academy staff stayed there and periodically managed the dungeon.

Despite the students’ stunned expressions, Iona maintained her usual smug attitude.

“What’s going on? Why is everyone staring blankly? Wasn’t I amazing? Huh? Right? Then quickly give me a round of applause! And let’s shout ‘Professor Iona is amazing!’ as we go in!”

“......”

It didn’t take long for the students’ awe to turn into annoyance.



Everyone passed through the gate while uttering words of praise for Iona.

The party members I met in front of the dungeon were... a pleasant surprise, to say the least.

First up, Vincent Grenadin from the Knight Department.

A typical knight hailing from a martial family, he had good skills but was weak in real combat, unable to showcase his true abilities.

Considering I was strong in actual combat, my guess was correct that at least one person would be weak in that area.

What was important came next.

His tied-up hair shimmered in a golden hue resembling sunlight.

His stunning facial features were adorned with a gentle smile, which was soothing to look at.

Lastly, a woman dressed not in the school uniform but in white priestly robes, with a big chest area featuring the academy’s logo.

Helena.

A student from the Divinity Department, just like me...

And also a candidate for the Saintess of the Church of Righteous Radiance.

I was pondering how to make contact with the Church of Righteous Radiance, and here she was.

Feeling fortunate, I was about to open my mouth for a brief introduction when Helena, who had approached a step ahead of me, glittered her golden eyes.

“Brother.”

“Uh, yes. What is it, Priestess?”

“Do you, by any chance, want to fight?”

“???”

Why was she picking a fight all of a sudden?




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