I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 66. Towards Nóatún

The blue sea of Nóatún sparkled under the sunlight.

An old man with striking blond hair stood at the end of the pier, gazing at the gently lapping waves.

The old man held a large sack in his hand, extending it towards the sea.

As he opened the mouth of the sack, a tremendous wind poured out from within.

Behind the old man, who was acting so strangely, someone approached with a fishing rod slung over their shoulder.

It was an old man with a sturdy build, short silver hair, a thick beard, and striking blue eyes above a wrinkled face.

The old man stroked his beard once, tilted his thick eyebrows, and spoke to the blond old man.

“Njǫrðr. Are you fishing with your eyes?”

He used the fishing rod he was holding like a stick to point at the blond man.

At the flippant tone and action, the blond man, Njǫrðr, gathered up the wind pouch.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the silver-haired old man pointing at him with the fishing rod.

“Does this look like fishing to you, Hymir?”

*Acting all tough despite being an old geezer who’s eaten his fill of age…*

Njǫrðr, who was inwardly cursing Hymir, put his hands behind his back.

“…They say they’re coming from the Main Academy.”

Hymir, who had reacted to Njǫrðr’s words as he looked up at the sky, stroked his beard.

“Odin’s students will be swarming the city again.”

“Isn’t it lively and good?”

At Njǫrðr’s words, Hymir scratched his silver hair and snorted.

“I hate kids.”

“If you’re thinking of intimidating the kids who came all the way here to play like last time, go hide in a corner and fish.”

“….”

Hymir, who had been silent for a while, moved his blue eyes to look at the sea.

As if he were concerned about something lurking within.

“Is the sea calm?”

At Hymir’s meaningful question, Njǫrðr glanced back at him.

“For now. But is it only a day or two that the sea has been capricious?”

“Njǫrðr. I’m not talking about that, but…”

Before Hymir could finish speaking, Njǫrðr cut him off and opened his mouth.

“Miðgarðsormr, I presume. It’s not like you’ve only been worried about that Jötunn for a day or two.”

Hymir frowned unpleasantly.

It was a look that said, *Why are you being like this when you know?*

The giant serpent that coiled around the world, lurking beneath the sea of Midgard.

Miðgarðsormr, Jormungandr.

Recently, the movements of that serpent had been unusual, so he had asked to check.

As far as the sea was concerned, there were few as knowledgeable as this annoying Vanir old man.

“So, that damn snake is okay, right?”

“Well… it’s not like I can fathom everything that happens in the sea.”

How could he know the state of the being that was sunk at the bottom of the seabed?

He could only predict that it was stirring when the waves became abnormally rough from time to time.

“You’re not helping at all!”

Hymir, who was annoyed by Njǫrðr’s ambiguous answer, turned around huffily.

“Hymir. I understand that you’re worried about the danger of Jormungandr, but excessive worry will only eat away at your mind.”

“Of course I’m worried when a dangerous snake is lurking under the sea!”

Hymir, who shouted like that, gradually moved away.

Njǫrðr, who shook his head, was inwardly worried about his grumpy personality and shouted.

“As I said before, don’t be grumpy with the academy students who came here for vacation just because you’re annoyed!”

“Am I a kid?! You take care of your health so you don’t get delirious!”

Hymir left the pier with agile movements that did not match his old appearance.

“That, that damn guy…”

Njǫrðr, who clicked his tongue, looked back at the calm sea.

The sea, which stretched to the end of the horizon, was just swaying quietly.

*

Elsie blinked.

Each time her jewel-like blue eyes were covered by her eyelids, her long eyelashes fell like curtains.

Elsie, who had been staring blankly at the object in her hand, frowned.

Her fine brow furrowed, and at the same time, her bangs flowed down, slightly covering her eyes.

Elsie, who was clutching a black swimsuit that made her think of many things, sighed deeply and put it in her bag.

“Well… since I have this.”

Elsie, who had packed a white hooded zip-up that she had bought together at the store, swept her hair back.

It had the disadvantage of being slightly see-through due to the functional material for wearing at the water, but it was enough.

“This is done… Okay, next is…”

Elsie, who had packed the necessary items in a small bag, picked up one last small pouch.

The luxurious navy blue pouch was neatly tied with a thin golden string.

When she shook it slightly, she heard a jingling sound.

“I said I didn’t need it…”

This pouch, which was engraved with the crest of the Adorencia family, contained the money Dane had sent.

*Living off the family’s support fund, huh.*

Elsie looked at the pouch with complicated feelings.

Elsie pondered the contents of Dane’s letter that had arrived with the pouch.

The letter stated that there was no need to worry about family matters anymore.

She didn’t know what he had done, but the item he had taken as evidence of the poisoning seemed to have worked quite well.

‘Even so, that Herja is still lurking in the family, so it can’t be okay forever.’

The whereabouts of the magician Svik, who had tried to attack her and then disappeared after being robbed, were still a concern.

‘Considering his poor skills, it seems like it wouldn’t be harmful to leave him alone…’

Elsie, who leaned back on the backrest and crossed her legs, fell into thought.

Frankly, considering her current state, she thought that the problems entangled with the family were no longer something to worry about.

Over the past few months, she had steadily repeated energy management and training.

In the early days of her possession, Elsie’s physical abilities and the power of the Aesir Saga were unbalanced.

Although this body’s innate physical abilities were poor, so it wasn’t perfect, she had managed to achieve some balance.

Now, she was confident that she could fully handle the power of the Aesir Saga without bearing the physical risks.

‘It’s still not perfect, though. But if I try a little harder…’

Elsie, who clenched her small fist, looked at the ceiling.

It wasn’t far off. The day she would regain her full power.

Of course, that wasn’t the end.

Surpassing the Aesir Saga days of the past.

Elsie’s goal was to demonstrate skills beyond that.

Elsie got up from her seat.

By the time she arrived in Nóatún, she would probably be at a level where she could knock on the door of the hidden skill that she had been sealing for a long time.

‘I was warned when I tried to use it forcibly last time.’

Elsie, who briefly recalled the battle with Fenrir, shook her head.

What an absurd situation to be warned by a skill.

But that would never happen again. Because she had trained that much.

‘I should thank Doyun properly later.’

Elsie recalled Doyun, who had often joined her in training because his house was nearby.

She was a little angry at his brazen appearance at the store the day before…

She was planning to properly thank him for helping her train from time to time.

Elsie, who smiled with her eyes, remembered something and went up to her room.

It was because she remembered Dane’s words that he would like her to contact him if anything special happened, even if it was only occasionally.

Perhaps because of Elsie’s remnants, she didn’t dislike contacting him.

Elsie, humming, picked up a piece of stationery and sat down at her desk, but suddenly stopped.

‘But what should I write?’

Extracurricular activities that went out of the academy and even to other cities were definitely special events.

There was a justification for educational purposes, but it didn’t seem very nutritious in that it was a trip that was almost like a vacation.

“When you look at it, the academy schedule is loose. They should just hold the Martial Arts Tournament quickly…”

Elsie, who tapped the desk with her finger, pressed her lips tightly with the pen she was holding.

After all, no matter how much she thought about it, there was nothing to write other than the fact that she was going to the city of Nóatún.

Elsie pondered for a while and then put down the pen.

She took out a hair tie and gathered her hair together with a fairly familiar hand movement.

She tied her long silver hair together in one place in an orderly manner as she had learned from Thrud, and then picked up the pen again.

“….”

After all, there was no use in worrying.

Elsie, who had made up her mind, nodded slightly and began to write on a large blank sheet of paper.

Her pretty silver hair, tied together, fluttered like a fox’s tail.

Rustle, rustle-

The sound of scribbling with a pen quickly stopped.

The only line written on the stationery with many blanks.

[Orabeoni, I’m going to a city called Nóatún tomorrow.]

Orabeoni. That title that still popped out without her being aware of it because of Elsie’s remnants when she thought of Dane.

It was still an embarrassing word, but she had no qualms about writing it.

“There’s nothing to write… This is the best I can do.”

It was a rather insincere report on her recent situation, but Elsie folded the stationery with a satisfied face and put it in an envelope.

Rustle, rustle.

Elsie, who came out of the house with soft footsteps, took a deep breath of the refreshing forest air.

“Hoo-”

The means of communicating with Dane was simple.

It was a world where communication methods such as smartphones did not exist.

Therefore, she used a special delivery person.

Elsie recalled the mount summoning skill she had attempted in the early days of her possession.

Hraesvelgr, the mythical-grade Jötunn she had tried to summon at the time.

She didn’t know it at the time, but the reason why that summoning failed was simple.

‘Unlike the Aesir Saga, the summoning skills that are activated in this world summon real beings.’

Mythical beings that were just simple mounts in the game.

She now knew that they were legendary monsters with great power in this world.

‘I was trying to summon something like that, so only my energy was drained and I didn’t succeed.’

Elsie, who had learned about Hraesvelgr through various investigations, gave a bitter smile.

A crazy Jötunn who kills the summoner.

Unless it was a desperate situation where she would do anything to get out of it, she probably wouldn’t summon him in the future.

Elsie shook her head and shook off her thoughts, and began to concentrate.

There was no need to summon such a dangerous being just to deliver a letter.

Fortunately, Elsie had several more mount summoning skills, and among them, there was a suitable being to act as a delivery person.

‘The problem is that he has a dirty mouth…’

Elsie twitched her eyebrows and activated the skill.

**Mythic Beast Summon: Ratatoskr!**

_Kiiing-!_

A small Bifrost tore through space and appeared.

From that supernatural space that poured out rainbow-colored energy, a large figure popped out as if it had been waiting.

Ratatoskr, a giant squirrel that was probably 3 meters in size, with that thick and fluffy tail, appeared in front of Elsie.

“Hello, fatty squirrel.”

Elsie waved her hand friendly towards Ratatoskr.

Ratatoskr was frozen with the dazed look unique to rodents, and then he mumbled.

[I’m a squirrel. Big-breasted beauty.]

This damn squirrel, whose daily life was either swearing or sexual harassment, took out a giant sunflower seed from his mouth and began to crack it.

Every time she saw him, he was getting fatter and fatter, and she wondered how much he was eating.

“Squirrel or chipmunk, that’s the same thing, anyway…”

Elsie held out the letter to send to Dane.

Ratatoskr, who had finished cracking the seeds, looked at the letter Elsie held out and began to swear.

[What the fuck! Do you know how free I am?!]

“If you’re free, deliver the letter! I’ve prepared the payment today too!”

[Boobs!]

“What the hell- what are you talking about! Give me a proper answer!”

It was always like this.

To put it bluntly, it felt like talking to an intelligent squirrel who just said whatever came to mind.

“You’re going to get arrested for sexual harassment someday, you know?”

[I’m a squirrel? What can you do if a squirrel swears a little?]

“….”

Come to think of it, that was true.

What could she do if a huge squirrel insulted her?

Elsie, who twitched her eyebrows, pushed the letter into his belly.

Ratatoskr, who looked down at the letter that had slipped into the soft fur, stored Elsie’s letter as it was.

“Then, as payment, a giant acorn-”

[I don’t need payment.]

“What?”

[I’m in a good mood because I saw something interesting recently. You can eat the giant acorn.]

“No, how can I eat that… More than that, what did you see?”

Ratatoskr, who sniffed and groomed his fur as if he were washing his face, opened his mouth.

[I watched a huge eagle and an underground dragon fighting to my heart’s content. I’m very satisfied.]

Elsie, who had her arms crossed, tilted her head.

What the hell was he doing? This damn squirrel.

Elsie, who thought she would get tired if she knew, waved her hand.

“Okay, just deliver the letter well, Squirrel.”

[Squirrel…? ]

Ratatoskr, who was quietly looking at Elsie, turned around and summoned a small-scale Bifrost.

Taat!

Taking advantage of the mobility unique to rodents, he jumped into the Bifrost and shouted at Elsie for the last time.

[Idiot!]

Kiiing-!

Elsie, who was looking in the direction where Ratatoskr had disappeared, scratched her head.

“Crazy bastard…”

She would be departing for Nóatún tomorrow.

What kind of scenery would unfold.

What kind of things would be waiting for her.

Elsie, who didn’t show it, was starting to get excited.