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    Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
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    After the professor dismissed
    us, I immediately stood up and left.

    I didn’t hesitate, as I had
    already planned everything in my mind.

    When Soul Academy starts,
    there are certain tasks a player needs to do.

    First, you need to choose the
    subjects you’re going to take.

    Taking classes at Soul Academy
    significantly boosts your proficiency in those subjects, making it
    crucial to select your courses wisely.

    But I didn’t need to ponder
    over this.

    The required subjects for a
    blunt weapon tank are already set.

    Next, the task is to gather
    useful items available at the start of Soul Academy.

    After all, Soul Academy is a
    game.

    You can’t obtain overpowered
    items right from the beginning.

    For example, Ruel’s Mace I’m
    holding can only be obtained when you become a second-year student
    and can leave the academy.

    Still, there are minor items
    that can be very useful in the early stages.

    I’m planning to collect those
    now.

    “Where are you going?”

    I was startled by the voice
    from behind and stopped, turning around to see Frey trailing closely
    behind me. She scared me half to death.

    When did she start following
    me?!

    ‘Of course, I didn’t! Why
    didn’t you tell me?!’

    <I thought you were
    pretending not to know.?

    Grandpa, do I really look like
    such a rotten person to you? Despite my rough speech due to my
    skills, I'm really not a bad person, okay?!

    Of course, I do find Frey
    annoying, but I don't show it openly!

    "Hmm?"

    I snapped out of my thoughts
    at Frey's voice.

    Ugh. How can you get mad at
    someone who doesn't even realise they've done something wrong?

    It's all her parents fault for
    not teaching her properly.

    Sigh.

    "The library?"

    "Why are you going
    there?"

    ‘I'm…’

    "What's wrong with me
    going to the library?"

    "It's boring there."

    That's her issue?

    The library is indeed boring.

    Considering I used to use the
    school library as a napping spot, I had to agree with her.

    "Instead, why don't you
    come to the training hall with me? It'll be fun."

    ‘Sorry, but…’

    "Hah. Sloppy swordsman.
    I’m not as free as you are."

    "Aw, too bad. Got it."

    Frey replied and turned to
    leave.

    There's not even a sound when
    she walks.

    No wonder I didn't notice her
    following me.

    ‘I do study when I need to,
    okay?’

    ‘T-That was because I didn’t
    have any foundational knowledge!

    If someone had taught me well
    from the start, I could have studied just fine too!’

    ‘…I’m going to get an
    artefact.’

    ‘Yes.’

    In truth, Armadi had never
    done anything for me, but it was a convenient excuse with Grandpa.

    It was easier to use Armadi as
    an excuse than to try to explain how I got pulled into the game.

    ‘…Yes.’

    It annoyed me that my
    knowledge was attributed to Armadi, but I had no other choice.

    Damn it. Someday, I will make
    it known that Armadi is a sloppy and incompetent god.

    When I opened the library door
    and walked inside, I saw a familiar scene.

    Back when I used to play a
    magic-type character, I would leave them here all day long.

    I’m glad I chose to be a tank
    this time.

    If I had picked a job that
    required thinking, I would have had to endure that hardship myself.
    Instead of a headache, I’d rather endure physical hardship.
    Absolutely.

    Upon entering the library, I
    didn’t seek any guidance from the librarian and headed straight to
    where I wanted to go.

    If you look at the third row
    from the bottom of shelf C62… there it is.

    ‘A Thesis on the Fountain of
    Mana.’

    As soon as I found the title,
    I opened the book and turned to the very last page.

    What I was looking for was
    there.

    [To the junior who reads this
    thesis.]

    [Thank you for discovering my
    foolish research. I’ve hidden a special device in this book just for
    you. If you write a certain word in the blank below, you will receive
    an amazing gift. The clue to this word is that it is the core word of
    all my theses! Good luck finding it!]

    Ting

    [Kerta’s Gift]

    [Decode the book’s cipher]

    [Reward: ???]

    Alright.

    Kerta’s Gift is one of the
    Hidden Quests in Soul Academy that can be found by rummaging through
    the library.

    At first glance, it appears to
    be a trivial quest, but when the game was first released, this quest
    was quite a conundrum for players.

    Kerta’s theses, which left a
    significant mark on the field of magic, numbering in the hundreds,
    and finding the common word among them seemed nearly impossible.

    Although enthusiasts who
    enjoyed such puzzles gathered to share various ideas, the quest was
    not easily resolved.

    As people gradually became
    exhausted, there were widespread opinions suggesting that there might
    be a bug in this quest at that point.

    One person managed to clear
    this quest.

    People were shocked.

    Because the person who cleared
    it wasn’t a veteran; he was a complete newbie.

    Excited veterans gathered
    around him and bombarded him with questions.

    How on earth did he clear it?

    The newbie answered simply, as
    if it were obvious.

    “Isn’t the core of a
    thesis, of course, the author?”

    Exactly. Damn it, the answer
    wasn’t some academic term.

    It was nonsense.

    We really felt empty back
    then.

    We felt so disillusioned that
    we ended up drinking soju that night.

    ‘Kerta Vulkan’

    [Quest Clear!]

    [Reward Granted]

    As soon as I wrote down that
    name, a magic circle behind the bookshelf started glowing, and a ring
    popped out from its centre.

    When I used [Appraisal] on the
    ring, a message window appeared before me.

    [Kerta’s Ring]

    [A ring with countless magic
    circles inscribed on it. You can feel a mysterious power.]

    Although my low [Appraisal]
    skill couldn’t give me a detailed description, the ring’s effect
    is as follows:

    -20% reduction in mana
    consumption for all skills.

    It’s not an extraordinary
    effect, and in the later stages where specs are overwhelming, this
    ring is usually discarded, but it’s different for me right now.

    Currently, I can only use
    [Armadi’s Mercy] five times before I can’t perform any more magic.

    For someone with such limited
    mana, Kerta’s Ring is a valuable item.

    More importantly, this ring
    will later serve as a trigger for an important quest.

    I should keep it.

    When I slipped Kerta’s Ring
    onto my thumb, it resized itself to fit my finger perfectly.

    As expected of a ring made by
    a great mage!

    Admiring the ring on my finger
    with satisfaction, I checked the clock hanging in one corner of the
    library.

    It was almost 4 o’clock.

    Is time flying too quickly?

    Realising I had no time to
    waste, I hurriedly moved my feet.

    After that, I moved non-stop,
    exploring various parts of Soul Academy.

    I needed to accept quests and
    search for hidden items scattered around the academy.

    Out of the two tasks,
    receiving quests came with numerous trials and tribulations.

    The problem was my reputation
    and my [Mesugaki] skill’s tone.

    In the game version of Soul
    Academy, talking to anyone would get you a quest, but reality was
    different.

    For someone as untrustworthy
    as me, they wouldn’t even consider asking for a favour.

    On the other hand, finding
    items was easy.

    How blissful it was to not
    have to deal with people.

    After roughly finishing what I
    needed to do within the academy, my last stop was Soul Academy’s
    training ground.

    Since it was the first day
    after the entrance ceremony, most of the people training here as the
    place was dyed in the hues of the sunset were already existing
    students of the academy.

    Most freshmen at this hour
    would either be dining with their new friends at the academy’s
    cafeteria or fretting over their schedules. Of course, not everyone
    was like that.

    There’s bound to be an oddball
    or two everywhere.

    Frey, who had invited me to
    the training ground, had come here alone and was swinging her sword
    in a corner.

    She was so focused that her
    eyes, having lost their light, seemed to only see the sword moving in
    front of her.

    What was more surprising was
    the circle drawn beneath her feet from the sweat she had shed while
    practising.

    Did she start swinging her
    sword since the moment I refused her invitation?

    She’s a true training
    enthusiast.

    I feel a bit of camaraderie
    with her.

    I used to spend my days like
    that in the Allen Family estate too.

    Had she sensed my gaze?

    Frey stopped swinging her
    sword and looked at me blankly.

    Then, her eyes regained their
    liveliness, and she quickly lowered her sword and ran towards me.

    “Did you come to spar?!”

    ‘I told you it’d be
    tomorrow, didn’t I?’

    “Are you a sloppy swordsman
    with the memory of a goldfish? I said tomorrow, didn’t I?”

    “Then why are you here?”

    ‘I’m here to meet
    someone.’

    “To find a certain sloppy
    weakling.”

    “Sloppy?”

    A kind senior who helps
    newcomers use the training ground for the first time.

    However, if you manage to
    provoke and defeat him, he gives you a good skill, so he constantly
    gets beaten up by players.

    As a veteran of Soul Academy,
    I came to mess with him.

    Since it’s evening, he should
    definitely appear at the training ground around this time.

    Ah, there he is.

    Spotting a man standing in the
    centre with a wooden sword propped against the ground, looking
    around, I immediately approached him.

    Seeing me approaching, he
    seemed taken aback and stepped back, but I spoke to him before he
    could run away.

    ‘Excuse me.’

    “Hey.”

    “Y-Yes?!”

    ‘You’re a third-year
    senior, right?’

    “You look like a fool, so I
    need to ask. Are you a third-year senior?”

    “Yes, that’s correct…”

    ‘Would you spar with me?’

    “You seem good for a
    warm-up, idiot senior. Would you spar with me?”

    At my blatant disrespect,
    veins popped out on the man’s forehead.

    Given how angry he was, he
    wouldn’t back down.

    “Hey.”

    As I thought things were going
    well, Frey, who had been following me closely, spoke up.

    “Why are you sparring with
    this weakling? It’ll be no fun. Spar with me instead.”

    ‘No thanks…’

    “No. Today, this idiot
    senior looks suitable. You sloppy swordsman, go play by yourself.”

    “Bullying the weak is bad.
    Strong people should fight strong people.”

    ‘That’s why…’

    “That’s why I…”

    As I tried to convince Frey to
    leave, I felt a sharp gaze and turned to see the heated glare of the
    man who was now thoroughly enraged.

    “You guys! Just because
    you’re promising first-year students doesn’t mean you can do
    whatever you want! I’m a third-year senior!”

    Ding

    [Shatter the Senior’s
    Dignity]

    [Defeat the third-year
    senior.]

    [Reward: Skill ‘Underdog’]

    While it wasn’t my intention
    to provoke him, things were turning out well.

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