Academy Slave Instructor

75 – The Broken Sword

The Broken Sword

C2 level adventurer Pia did not like Aslan and Zeroa.

I’m annoyed because I’m having a party with people I wouldn’t have cared about if it wasn’t for the party members who were injured in the last quest and haven’t returned yet.

One is E-class, treated as a beginner, and the other is a D-class former porter.

You might think that C-class, which is only one step away from D-class, is arrogant, but the real adventurer’s work begins with C-class.

From level C onwards, as an adventurer, you are not ignored anywhere and treated as a colleague. Even if you’ve been an adventurer for the rest of your life, there are many people who end up in C grade, and from here on out, they’re really proud of being a professional.

However, that beginner duo behaves as they please, as if they think they are equal.

Zero Ah still listened to Drex well and seemed to have gained a lot of miscellaneous experiences, but Aslan thought she was useless enough to think that she might have been brought in as a trash can.

There are many types of quests for adventurers.

Starting with simple errands, there were various tasks such as collecting, escorting, hunting, and investigating. The request this time was an investigation.

An ecological survey, which is said to be the most boring of surveys, requires observation of the biota or flora of a certain area.

Most of the jobs are given by countries or academic societies, so requests come in periodically and the risk is low, but it can only be done with one’s own knowledge.

Yes. Asran was useless.

“Is this right?”

“No, it’s an umur grass. The one we’re looking for has smooth leaves and a little more round shape. It’s similar, but it’s a different grass.”

‘What’s similar?! It’s completely different!’

Pia held back her anger and shouted inwardly.

Looking at Aslan, who exclaims that she pulled out weeds and found them, and Zeroa, who tells her child as if she were teaching her, her insides boil.

Zeroana, who is unnecessarily kind and encourages that they are similar despite their completely different appearances, and Aslan, who is curious if she is doing what she thinks, scratches Pia’s nerves with every single thing.

“All grasses look alike, so I’m not sure.”

“I was like that at first too. You get used to it when you watch it.”

Pia looks at Drex with a frown at the conversation between the two talking casually.

Drex smiles kindly at the eyes full of displeasure and whispers softly.

“Still, they’re the children Mr. Kraosa recommended…”

“Did you do anything wrong to Mr. Craosa? If you don’t, those low class people…”

“They’re let slayers.”

Lydia, who was looking around, intervened between the two of them and spoke softly.

“If it’s a rat… Then it’s a rat… Right?”

“Uh, rats. Don’t you remember? Half a year ago, there are some kids who escaped Class E in one day. It’s them.”

Lydia remembers the set called Let Slayer half a year ago.

Come to think of it, Pia, who seemed to have had such a thing, tilted her head, and Drex nodded her head as if he remembered.

“Ah- these are the people people keep talking about. I wanted to see your face once, but my wish came true.”

Drex and the others, who had been in the dungeon at the time and returned a week after Raidel left, only heard about the Let Slayer.

“How do you know Lydia?”

“I heard people talking to Zeroa. And didn’t you see the receptionist? You were holding a sewer rat treatment request form that we didn’t bring and staring at it with bright eyes. I’ve never seen a kid with dead eyes so clear. “

For some reason, the receptionist, who was always tired, greeted me with a bright face.

Pia, who didn’t think anything good happened, finally found out the reason.

“So what? It’s nothing special. Should I just treat you for being good at cleaning the drains? Let Slayer is a poop- I’m ashamed of that nickname and I’m going to kill myself.”

When her Pia laughs at her, Drex stops her, thinking that her voice might be heard.

“Well, it seems you’re the only one who thinks so.”

“Are you arguing now?”

As Lydia is being sarcastic, Pia frowns.

Lydia, who gave her eyes to the stupid duo, looked at her Pia again and said.

“Then, no matter what you do, you can break through the E rank within one day of registration?”

“……”

I can’t.

E-rank requests have little performance and are full of troublesome tasks like running errands. Both performance and money are bad, but it only takes time, so it takes time to escape the E grade.

It usually takes 1 or 2 months, and so far, except for Let Slayer, the fastest record is 1 week.

“You must have been lucky.”

“Yes, the most important thing for an adventurer is luck.”

When Lydia is sarcastic again, Pia can’t answer this time.

“The scariest thing is always the first E grade.

This is a joke among adventurers.

It has several meanings, but it also means to be careful because you don’t know what he was doing in the past, and it also means that you might troll after going out on a request together.

Pia puts on her dissatisfied expression, then raises the corner of her mouth and looks up at her Lydia.

“He takes a lot of sides.”

“I’m saying you have to admit it because you have a track record. If you mess around like that, you might end up getting hit by that horribly large greatsword.”

“You’re funny. It must be because you want to eat it because the children are coming in. Isn’t that light ass itching?”

At Pia’s words, Lydia smiled.

Lydia, who had a cold smile on her face, suddenly rushed in and pulled her hair by the side and grabbed her hair without holding her piano.

Drex intervenes to stop the two from fighting an embarrassing fight between adventurers hunting monsters, but is kicked by the two for no reason.

Athran, who was learning about plants, looked at the noisy drex party and said.

“They’re not normal either.”

“hahahaha.. Shouldn’t it be dried?”

“Well, I’ll say that.”

Asran shook her head in a pitiful way and concentrated on asking Zeroa to teach her again.

The two groups, who see each other as idiots, continue to investigate after that, but nothing comes of it.

What they investigate is the habitat of the dew forget-me-not.

Occasionally, an abnormal phenomenon occurs and the ecology is changed, so a request for investigation comes.

However, dew forget-me-nots are not affected by harvesting.

For forget-me-not dew, the dew that forms on the grass is used as an alchemy material, and the grass itself is rarely consumed. If there is, it is to the extent that herbivores eat it, but there has been no report that a specific animal has increased.

“As if someone deliberately dried the seeds, there are none.”

As Drex feels strange and mumbles anxiously, Aslan looks around her and writes her impressions.

“I’m not feeling very well.”

“Poop. Energy sucks. Hey, rat catcher. What do you feel here?”

Asran looked at her frowning, Drex ran up and stopped her pia who had quarreled with her.

“Sorry, sorry. I’m tired of saying this now, but just ignore him.”

“Woo-bu-bu-bu-boop!”

Ignoring Pia who keeps shouting even when her mouth is closed, Asran focuses her mind to feel the mana spreading around her.

It is different from the mana that is usually felt in nature. I can’t exactly explain what’s different, but it feels a little more sticky.

Other people don’t notice that only Asran, who has sensitive senses, can feel it.

“Is there something?”

“Hmm… I feel that the mana around me is a bit sticky.”

“Is that so? I’m not sure.”

“Maybe it’s just my mood.”

Lydia, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, thought for a moment before she approached.

“Isn’t that an evil spirit or something?”

It was a voice of lack of confidence, but the two of them met each other’s eyes as if they realized something, and created a magic circle in their palms.

Lydia blows her whistle and Pia frowns as if she doesn’t want to admit it.

“I really love this.”

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“Yes. When I was learning, I wondered if I could use something like this.”

The magic the two use is mana detection.

However, it is not a general-purpose detection magic, but it is used to detect unusual mana.

Lai told me that it was good to use it to catch the undead or demons, but black magic has long been abandoned, and the last record of demons was 500 years ago.

When I was learning, I thought Aslan and Zeroa would be useless, but surprisingly I came to use them quickly.

“It’s a scam.”

“Yeah, I think it’s over there.”

“Did you catch something?”

As we talk while looking at the magic circle, Lydia approaches and asks.

Feeling somehow close, Zeroa responds by pretending to be calm at her sweet smell.

“Yes, as Lydia said, it’s an evil energy. It’s not undead… Is it pollution?”

“What is pollution?”

“The word ‘corrupt’ is used a lot. It’s like a fallen spirit.”

Those who are usually docile or show no aggression, but suddenly become ferocious or crazy, use the expression that they are corrupted.

“Zeroa-kun is smart. Cool.”

“Yes? No… It’s just something I learned…”

When Lydia compliments her with a smile on her face, Zeroa feels embarrassed.

The group, taking Pia, who muttered that she was flirting, and Drex, who smiled bitterly, went into the forest and found a blackened giant tree hanging around.

The outside was burnt black as if it had been burned, and black mud stains the floor where it walks like a giant tree crawling.

I can see that the grass around the mud is rapidly withering, as if some bad energy is coming out of the black mud.

“Plague Tree…”

Drex muttered like he was talking to himself. Other people don’t know what kind of monster the Plague Tree is.

It’s not a very strong monster, but it doesn’t match well.

It had high magic resistance and hard skin, so it was not easy to attack with current party members.

Heavy weapons like a greatsword or an ax are needed, but Lydia’s arrows and Pia’s shortsword aren’t very helpful.

Though Zeroa and his own longsword can inflict scratches, and Aslan’s greatsword is the only one that is useful.

Drex, who thinks his skills are good but can’t gamble because he hasn’t actually checked, exchanges glances with other party members.

They nod their heads as if they were of the same mind.

“Go away now. Report to the guild and a hunting party will appear.”

The request is an ecological survey, so there is no need to take risks. As an adventurer, it was the right decision, but Aslan seemed to have a different idea.

“Is that strong?”

“Uh- 3rd grade in the classification system? 4Th grade? I can’t remember for sure. Instructor Audrey’s grades weren’t very good either…”

I suggest to retreat, but the two of them are having a casual conversation.

Athlan jumps up as if to say the answer to Drex, who is worried that he may not be able to overcome his youthful spirit and is doing something reckless.

“The cap opener was rated 3, right? Then it should be fine.”

“What are you doing?”

Pia, who can’t make a loud noise because she’s afraid of being caught by the plague tree, stops Aslan.

“You have to catch it, you can’t just let it go when you’re pooping around like that.”

“Are you crazy? It looks like a tree, but the bark is very hard. Don’t mess around and sit down.”

Even if he hurriedly stopped him, Aslan’s bewildered expression did not change.

“Doesn’t look that strong… What’s with that?”

“It’s hard, but it’s not as strong as iron, so it should be enough.”

“Did you hear that? I’ll be going alone. I’m resting. I don’t think I’ll be very helpful in my investigation, so I’ll have to do something like this.”

I didn’t say anything, but maybe it was because I didn’t do anything in the request.

This is why the scariest thing is the first E grade.

Thinking that he was doing something stupid, Pia gritted her teeth and reached for the sword.

Drex and Lydia also prepare for battle, but Zeroa, who came out in front of them, looks back with a smile as if to reassure them.

“It’s okay. Trust us.”

Without listening to her answer, Zero A also follows Aslan.

“What? I’ll do it myself.”

“No. If we do it together, it’ll be over soon.

The two of them walk while talking without tension.

The plague tree, noticing this, screamed, but Aslan, who did not care and warmed up by turning his arms, pulled out his greatsword with a voice full of confidence.

“Your voice is good, I’ll make you shut up right away.”

“…… Hey… Asran-kun?”

“Why?”

“The sword… Hasn’t it been fixed?”

As Zeroa points carefully, Aslan sees the greatsword in her hand.

It’s too short to be called a greatsword. This is the greatsword I broke while going to the dungeon with Lai before.

It was a cheap sword he bought to pretend to be an adventurer anyway, so Asran, who had never taken it out since then, completely forgot about it and brought it out without thinking.

Drex and Lydia stare at him blankly, while Pia looks at him with contempt.

Aslan received the burdensome gaze on one body, Athlan, embarrassed, swung the broken greatsword in the air several times, grabbed the center of gravity, and ran to the plague tree.

“Damn it!”

Athran’s shouts of anger at the plague tree echo through the forest.