Academy Slave Instructor

35 – The Rookie Adventurer Trio

The Rookie Adventurer Trio

“But can I not bring my weapons? I left all my weapons behind.”

“A rookie adventurer doesn’t even know what the subject is, so what’s the point of going with a blatant weapon?

Rai, who gave Asran a bruise, takes them somewhere.

“So. You came to me to get some dirty weapons?”

After hearing the explanation, veins form on Clay’s forehead, but Rai laughs and chooses a weapon.

“Yeah, there’s no other place that’s as dirty and cheap as this one.”

“Get out, you bastard.”

“Be thankful that someone like me came.”

“Stop it.”

While the two struggle, Zeroa and Aslan choose the right equipment. Asran, who grew up in a Mugabe family, sees a low-quality weapon for the first time, but he sees Clay’s sloppy weapon with wonder.

“Is this intentionally uneven? To deepen the wound?”

“Ohh- As expected, unlike this stupid guy, the academy academy students recognize the deep meaning.”

“What’s the deep meaning? I didn’t choose because I had strength but couldn’t be bothered to hammer. Do you know what kind of sword breaker that is?”

“You must be the sword breaker. You destroy everything you hold in your hand.”

As Rai and Clay fought again, Aslan stopped caring and picked up his weapon again, then picked up a club similar to the original greatsword.

“There is only a stick that is similar in size to the one I used.”

“hahahaha, it’s a club, a club!”

Rai fell down holding his stomach, and Clay, who called the huge sword a club, shut his mouth. Aslan apologizes for saying the wrong thing, but Clay says it’s okay and steps on Rai’s foot as he falls to the floor with a gentle smile.

After a commotion breaks out, Zeroa and Aslan are equipped with all the equipment. Wearing poor-quality equipment, they look like novices by all accounts.

“Let’s see all together…”

“Think of it as an investment. I’ll pay you back in three days.”

“……Shall we call the guards?”

“Did you call me. Do you think I’ll be alone?”

Seeing Rai’s nasty expression as he opens his mouth and threatens to reveal his true identity, Clay cleaves and opens his fist, holds back his anger, and tells him to leave. Seeing him angry for the first time, Zeroa was worried, but Rai said it was okay and she left the store pushing the two of them on the back.

“Come on, let’s go eat adventurers.”

“Isn’t that the point?”

“Wherever you go, isn’t it fun when newcomers beat up veterans?”

Zeroa only blinks at the incomprehensible mental world, but Aslan sympathizes or somehow changes into an excited expression.

* * *

Hello, my name is Cindy. It’s an official porter registered with the adventurer’s guild.

Even if you are an adventurer registered in a guild, actually, a porter is not treated as an adventurer. Even if you are like me, I don’t think you would consider a person who only carries luggage as an adventurer.

However, a large backpack on the back of an adventurer who has to fight monsters and explore is a huge hindrance, so a porter is a must-have for the party.

It’s just a day job where you have to find work every day without a fixed party because there’s nothing useful other than carrying luggage.

Most porters do not have special abilities.

Except for those who retired as adventurers due to injuries like Mr. Kraosa, most of them can barely beat slimes, and I can’t even do that properly.

Anyway, most of them came out to earn a penny, so the porters are gathered in one side of the guild, waiting to be picked up by another party.

I started this job only three months ago.

There haven’t been many requests so far. Just as all adventurers value experience, couriers value experience. If you get in the way in battle or don’t manage things properly, you’re bound to be criticized.

Mr. Kraosa is also a very experienced adventurer and will fight to take any party. Rather, Mr. Craosa chooses the party to join, so he is respected by all porters.

Mr. Kraosa, who naturally became the representative of porter adventurers, leads us. He sees the party and recommends a porter, and advises not to join that party, and so on.

That’s why I send all the necessary couriers and go out with the party at the end. Sometimes I don’t go out at all and there are a lot of things that keep sitting in the guild.

Today, Mr. Kraosa is also busy running around the guild, arranging a porter for the party. I have little experience, but I often get rejected even when I get recommendations, but I really want to go ahead with the request this time.

There is no one to call, but when you are burning your passion alone, a man suddenly enters the guild with a loud sound.

My God, did you kick the guild door in?

There are a lot of rough people, but when everyone enters the guild, they come in politely. But that green-haired man glared at people as if he were fighting.

But it looks really scary. He has a handsome face, but his eyes are demonic. I was startled and threw my eyes down as the bewildered eyes scanned all directions.

I don’t have the confidence to handle that thick-looking stick when I get into a fight.

But unlike me, who was scared, most of the adventurers in the guild looked at the man with the same stern gaze.

Two men follow a green-haired man in a dangerous atmosphere. Both have plain brown hair, but one looks like he’s holding back a laugh.

“Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha, this bastard really did it.”

The brown-eyed man makes noise while holding his stomach and laughing. Then, the blue-eyed man smiled awkwardly and apologized to the adventurers in the guild.

“Oh, isn’t it zero?”

“Zeroa, it’s been a while. Are you working as an adventurer again?”

I’ve never seen him, but other adventurers know him and call him by name and treat him friendly. In the meantime, the green-haired man with ferocious eyes grabs the laughing man by the collar.

But even when he is grabbed by the collar, the brown-haired man continues to laugh out loud.

The man called Zeroa seems to be friendly with people. He explained the situation, and the adventurers laughed and overcame the green-haired man’s provocation.

The strange trio go to the reception desk and register as adventurers.

Yes? Are you registering? I can’t believe that people who are new to the guild do things that stand out like that. Occasionally, even if you see people who come in full of energy, they are immediately stunned by the eyes of the adventurers inside.

But those people don’t seem to care about people’s eyes.

“Excellent.”

Mr. Kraosa praises the strange trio. When I saw him, he looked like a crazy person, but in Mr. Craosa’s eyes, he looks different.

A man named Zeroa is renewing his rank, D2, as if he had already registered. It must have taken a break for a long time because if you don’t work as an adventurer for over a year, you have to renew it.

To be honest, you still look quite young, but if you haven’t worked as an adventurer for over a year, how young have you been as an adventurer?

While guessing the ages, the trio naturally comes to our side. They’re probably trying to find a porter.

No courier wants to join an E3-rated party that has just become an adventurer. Low paid and inexperienced adventurers are not popular. No matter how much you have a D2 rank, the rest are E3, so there are only small quests you can receive.

A man with brown eyes who looks a bit deranged will come up to the porters, look around, and talk to Mr. Kraosa.

“Please recommend one porter.”

Have you heard about Kraosa from a man named Zeroa? The brown-eyed man asks for a porter recommendation. Mr. Craosa stares at him quietly, then turns his gaze to Zeroa next to him.

“There are porters. They are veterans.”

Did Zeroa, a D2 rank, be a porter? If she’s a porter of D2 rank, she’s got quite a long career. A porter with no achievements at the party needs at least 3 years to become a D2, so how old is this guy?

“No, he’s our tanker. No matter how rotten he is, his eyes will recognize that much, right?”

What is this rude man? To say such a thing to Mr. Kraosa, a veteran of veterans. The B grade party is also polite to Mr. Kraosa, but I don’t like that he is so rude.

“The guy who used to be a porter has succeeded.”

“No, not enough yet.”

“I’ve heard of you who are not enough. You said you entered the academy? Anyway, he’s a great guy. My eyes are so rotten. I can’t recognize this guy.”

Mr. Kraosa belittles herself and praises Zeroa.

Academy? The Legandia Academy is the only place simply referred to as an academy here. You go to the Legandia Academy, where all the geniuses of the empire gather? And you were a porter? A porter to the academy?

I can’t keep up with the conversation, so I’m in a daze. After finishing the story, Mr. Kraosa pulls my arm. When I look at him with surprised eyes, he smiles through his shaggy beard.

“I recommend this guy, 30 silver per day.”

“Hey- you don’t seem to have that much skill. Do you have any special abilities?”

At Mr. Craosa’s words, the man with brown eyes looked at me and raised the corner of his mouth.

30 Silver? 30 Silver? 30 Silver is an amount that only veteran porters who go out on big quests receive. But I’m 30 silver? 10 Silver, let alone 30 silver, is the biggest daily wage I’ve ever received.

“No, no. I just want to raise this guy. I don’t think he’s a porter.”

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“Really? Then shouldn’t we be paid? My tuition is a bit expensive, isn’t it?”

“It’s kind of small. If you’re new to the guild, take it with the thought of serving the guild.”

“Pay 30 silver?”

“Isn’t this kid going to have to live on? Think of it as a donation to the future of the empire.”

What is Kraosa talking about? I’ve never seen him negotiate like this. He is Mr. Craosa, who always calculates reasonably and properly explains the reason to the still immature party. What is he talking about?

Besides, what do you mean I’m talented?

I look up in bewilderment at the far-fetched price negotiation, no matter how much it is for me. The brown-eyed man looks me up and down with his dark eyes.

Could my body be the purpose? For the safety of the porters, the guild has a firm policy, but the porters are weak.

There are a lot of strange ghost stories, such as cases where only the porter disappears after completing a quest, or that the porter is given to monsters to escape.

Of course, all the adventurers I’ve met so far have been kind and have been nice to me, but that often happens, so new adventurers often don’t attach porters until they’re trusted.

“I-I’m… Not pretty… Tasteless…”

As I spit out strange nonsense, the brown-eyed man’s eyes narrowed and he laughed loudly.

“Hey, I look like you. Do all porters have this kind of personality?”

“I-I didn’t do this.”

“They did look a little alike.”

Zeroa denied it, but Mr. Craosa laughed heartily, saying it was similar. When the brown-eyed man with a big smile and Mr. Kraosa shook hands and decided to take me, I struggled with whether to refuse or not.

“Follow me, and learn how the senior porter was able to become an academy elite.”

“Did I really be a porter?”

“Yes, I’ve been a porter since I was a kid. I should have done well when I saw the pulpit following adventures at that young age, but it’s a pity.”

“Creosa was very nice. He taught me a lot.”

“Hey bastard, then you have to buy expensive alcohol. Are you coming empty-handed?

Mr. Creosa laughs at Zeroa’s words.

Looking at Zeroa, who is depressed as she touches the back of her head, I doubt that she is really an academy student, but I can tell that she is close with Mr. Craosa.

And since I trust Mr. Craosa’s eyes to see people, I decided to follow them.

I still don’t believe in the brown-eyed man.

The names of the strange trio were Zeroa, Rai, and Aslan.

Asran is still angry that he was tricked by Rai and kicked in her guild door.

Rai, who is unreliable as the leader of the party, asks you to prepare because he will be in the dungeon for 3 days.

“Yes? A dungeon?”

At my question, Rai looked at me with a look as if asking why.

“Didn’t you just register? E3 can’t enter the dungeon.”

Ray looks at me with blank eyes.

“Oh, that’s right. I can’t enter E3. It’s been a while, so I forgot about it.”

After kicking the shin of the easygoing Zeroa, Rai frowns at her and then goes to her request board.

Looking at countless requests, he agonizes over them. He rips one open and tells the receptionist, then returns and shows the contents of the request.

– Get rid of sewer rats. 1 Penny per dog. Three pennies for a single mutant or red-tailed mouse.

This is a quest to get rid of the rats nestled under Legandia.

Giving one penny, the lowest unit of currency, is a request received by rookie adventurers who have no skills or who live on a daily basis. Says Lai, who confidently carried the lowest level of quests from the guild.

“If I catch 2,000 of them, the rank will go up, right?”

If you catch 2,000, I think you’ll rise to D-class right away.

But how can you do something to the extent of destroying an ecosystem? I’m looking at it so easy that it’s easy.

Rat is weak but difficult to catch. They are hard to catch and pay well, so sewer rat hunting is something to be avoided. Even if all the guild requests are gone, that request will remain unconditionally.

But 2,000 horses. He frowns at the nonsense, but says he knows the other two don’t give it much thought.

Apart from Aslan, why does Zeroa, who has experience, agree? Does she really intend to catch two thousand ?! Are you planning on catching mice for the rest of your life?!

“30 Silver for the rat catching quest was a windfall!”

I’m dumbfounded, but Mr. Kraosa says it’s fun and slaps me on the back.

How is this party really going?