“Adrian! Look at this! Isn’t it really huge?”

    Huey showed off by holding out a magic wand larger than his fist.

    “This one is particularly big.”

    “It’s the boss! It fell on the boss’s corpse.”

    “Um…”

    “Eh? What’s that reaction… How expensive is this size of decision…”

    “Really?”

    “Of course! You came out after defeating the boss! How many adventurers risk their lives entering dungeons to get just this one thing…”

    When I didn’t respond at all, she realized the difference in status between us and became sullen.

    “The rich are different. That’s right… Starting with giving me three times my salary…”

    “What?”

    “Oh, no! Here it is.”

    I took the large leather pouch the guy offered me and looked inside.

    ‘It’s quite heavy.’

    It contained dozens of crimson crystals.

    Their sizes vary, but the largest ones seem to come from bosses, and the medium-sized ones from superior individuals.

    ‘Not bad, right?’

    The Magic Crystal is a unique entity that can supplement mana when needed in any situation that requires magical power, whether it be magic or something else.

    Could you say that it roughly acts like a battery for this world?

    But it had a more important use.

    One of them is that it is used as an ingredient in potions.

    Another thing is that it is absolutely necessary to complete the enchantment.

    That is, you should have a lot of these so that you don’t have any trouble later.

    Anyway, the original owner of this body was the Enchanter.

    No matter how many decisions you make, they will eventually become useful.

    ‘Well, it’s not really useful yet… but it won’t rot if you save it up.’

    I gave Hugh back the leather pouch I had received.

    “Huh…!?”

    “What kind of reaction is that? I’m not saying I’ll give it to you, so don’t misunderstand.”

    “Ah…”

    I don’t know what he was expecting, but the guy’s expression quickly turned gloomy.

    I thought I heard a mumbling, ‘Tch. You’re rich, but…’ but I decided to just pretend I didn’t hear it.

    I just looked at the guy’s face and smiled faintly.

    “Haha… For now, all the fallen crystals have been recovered.”

    “Good job.”

    It’s a tough decision, but it’s still an internship, so it’s funny how he’s struggling to get points for me.

    I guess the salary offered is three times more attractive.

    ‘He’s simpler than I thought, isn’t he?’

    Amy, this guy asked me to introduce you to a knight, but it seems like he brought you a guy who is just as blinded by money as she is.

    But, well, it’s not bad.

    The more obvious the desires are in a person, the easier it is to deal with them.

    “Everyone, stop going back.”

    “Yeah…”

    “Yes!”

    Fortunately, there was no further interference from those suspected to be spies, and we were able to exit the dungeon without any disturbance.

    As expected, there was not a single person or even a shadow anywhere around.

    I don’t know if he’s already gone back or if he’s hidden so cleverly that it’s not noticeable.

    All I could confirm was that someone had been there by seeing the countless hoofprints next to the parked carriage.

    ‘I’ll have to be more careful next time…’

    Maybe because I came to the dungeon suddenly, they tried something that wasn’t in the plan.

    After actually experiencing it, I became convinced.

    There is no place more quiet than here to bury a person.

    However, it is also ambiguous to ask for support from the Marquis or the Queen of Prominence.

    In some ways, what happened today was an assassination attempt, but in other ways, it was just someone pouring mana into a magic circle that was there from the beginning and quietly leaving.

    It’s not like anyone lured me here.

    ‘But should I assume that they don’t intend to assassinate me openly?’

    If you think about it this way, it might actually be a good thing.

    If they plan to deal with me secretly by using a special place like a dungeon without revealing their identity, then I’m grateful.

    All you have to do is avoid those places.

    But if you get discouraged without thinking, you’ll get hit hard in the back of the head.

    Always assume the worst and be as cautious as possible.

    Because we only have one life.

    ‘Worst case scenario…’

    There’s no evidence, but let’s say they’ve started moving in earnest to kill me.

    Because we’re assuming the worst case scenario.

    ‘I guess I’ll have to stay quiet for the time being?’

    For now, I’ll just stay quiet and watch how they come out.

    Time is on my side anyway.

    Wasn’t it so powerful that even I was surprised?

    The magic is…

    ‘I think we could just use mana more efficiently…’

    It’s a kendo sword, but it’s also a fire magic that can melt even bones.

    If I just polish this well, it doesn’t seem like it will be difficult to build my body.

    ‘Just be careful of surprise attacks and stabbings…’

    When you’re running low on mana like now.

    Otherwise, you only need to be careful in defenseless situations, such as when you are sleeping or making rice cakes.

    Then in the end, they won’t be able to do anything.

    Because I am getting stronger at a furious pace every day.

    “……”

    I sat quietly lost in thought in the rocking carriage back to the mansion.

    I don’t even know what Angelica, sitting across from me, is thinking.

    * * *

    Back to work after two days.

    Today, I went to work at the training center, which was the same as before.

    “Waaam…”

    I don’t know how many times I’ve yawned.

    Maybe it’s because I overdid it yesterday, but even though I arrived at the mansion, ate, and slept, I still feel tired.

    I think this is all because I was using up too much mana.

    ‘The next training will start after all this fatigue has disappeared…’

    I want to test myself by quickly becoming stronger.

    You probably gained a lot of experience points from fighting hundreds of skeletons.

    Isn’t it just a matter of time before we overtake Angelica?

    It doesn’t make sense that I, who is superior in every physical aspect, including height, reach, strength, and agility, would lose to that guy.

    At least everything the guy showed me was at a level where I could follow along.

    All that was left was a difference in experience, and what was lacking I filled in yesterday to a boring degree.

    It was a very urgent situation where one’s life could be at risk if one is not careful, so although the time was short, the intensity was deep and thick.

    Even if she is a woman, it is absurd to say that she can catch up with what she has trained for over ten years overnight, but with this innate body and a brain that is considered a genius by others, it is just an excuse.

    If you look at it that way, it makes no sense for me to have possessed this body in the first place.

    I stretched my whole body, starting with my arms.

    My body was still heavy and didn’t feel better, but it was only a matter of time.

    No need to worry.

    At least the magic power seems to have returned to its original level.

    ‘Phew…’

    Take a deep breath and steel yourself.

    ‘First of all…’

    First of all, I need to check if there’s a guy among my damn disciples who came to the dungeon yesterday.

    We need to check that first.

    I quickly gathered all the guys who had been running around the training ground like crazy since morning in one place.

    “Did you do enough warm-up exercises?”

    “Yes!”

    “Isn’t there anyone who got a good rest yesterday because it was a holiday?”

    “No!”

    Now the answer is good.

    “Okay. You there.”

    “Yes! Private Ainel!”

    “Your body seems to be fine.”

    “My colleagues healed me with potions!”

    “You didn’t use the excuse of being sick to take the day off yesterday, did you?”

    “No! I trained normally!”

    I took out my favorite black stick and stabbed the injured guy in the side without mercy.

    -Whoa!

    “Don’t move.”

    “Oh, sorry! ”

    The treatment seemed to be completely successful.

    The guy’s expression was far from pained.

    “What the heck? What kind of article would say something like that?”

    “……”

    Ainel’s face slowly turns red.

    It seems he is embarrassed that he reacted like a girl just now.

    I stared at the guy’s face and asked.

    “I think I saw you yesterday. And that pink hair.”

    “Yes?”

    “Does the trainee know about the abandoned fortress?”

    “Abandoned… fortress? This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

    “Really?”

    I asked the pink haired one, looking at the expressions of the other guys.

    There was no one who showed off their face.

    ‘Is it too much to try to figure out something through facial expressions?’

    I forgot about it for a moment.

    These guys are pros.

    Even if you find out in the first place, it’s not something you can pursue right away.

    Rather than tracking down the culprit, I decided to prioritize getting the guys sick of me like I always did.

    “Today, as we talked about last time, we will focus on 1-on-1 training. You, come up to the front.”

    The one who came forward was the tallest trainee in our class, Amber.

    I’m thinking of making that guy and the pink hair fight from now on.

    And very fiercely, too.

    “I… am not wearing any equipment?”

    “What equipment?”

    “But if you want to fight, you need armor and weapons…”

    “Private Amber. What on earth did you see the day before yesterday?”

    “What are you looking at…”

    “Didn’t you see me and him fighting?”

    “I saw it.”

    “What did you feel?”

    “…?”

    I said with a deep sigh.

    “You are amateurs. No, maybe it would be more appropriate to call you rookies. What? Armor? Weapons? Those are too much for your level. Got it? ”

    “Yes? But today’s class is 1-on-1 sparring…”

    “Can’t you spar without armor? Can’t you fight without a weapon?”

    “……”

    “Today’s class is bare-handed combat training for when you don’t have a weapon, or when you lose your weapon. Use any method you can, whether it’s punching, biting, or pulling out a joint, to get your opponent to surrender. If that’s difficult, you can knock them out. Even if you kill your opponent, you won’t be held responsible because it happened during training. Got it?”

    “……”

    “Aren’t these guys answering?”

    Combat with weapons is dangerous, but guys who have received professional spy training will know how to stop their hands just before the end.

    In that case, let’s have a dog fight with bare hands to make them build up hatred towards each other.

    If you fight until you’re on the verge of death every single day, won’t you eventually feel the urge to kill your opponent?

    “Especially those who lose will have a terrible experience. If you don’t like that, you will have to fight for your life.”

    I smiled wickedly, tapping my left palm with the stick I was holding in my right hand.

    “Okay! Let’s start!”

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