Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: EP.10 – The Knight Works Hard on Side Jobs Too (1)
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Rustle.
The air was unusually chilly in the early dawn.
As the sun slowly rose, gradually brightening the sky, it illuminated the previously dark mountains.
It would be a spectacular sight, a treasure-like view for anyone bothering to wake up early in the morning.
However, regrettably, there weren't many people diligent enough to enjoy such a magnificent, treasure-like landscape.
Especially.
"Five... five more minutes..."
This was even more true for students who were always short on sleep.
"Mmgh...!"
She showed little reaction to the ghost girl's nagging.
She just whined childishly, refusing to wake up.
Watching this, the ghost girl furrowed her delicate brows and decided to pull out her secret weapon.
She bolted upright!
"R-Retake!?"
As if the sleepiness had never been there, she jumped up in horror.
She was always low blood pressure in the mornings, looking somewhat pale, but at the word "retake," her face flushed red.
It must have been a huge trigger for her to get that excited.
"Y-You...!"
Now fully awake and aware of reality, she pointed accusingly at the ghost girl.
There were things you could say and things you couldn't!
Telling a test-taker about retaking!?
'That wicked bitch!'
"...What would you know, you unlucky girl."
Snap.
How could a ghost understand a test-taker's terror?
Irene Windler sighed and snapped her fingers.
A blue wave of energy rippled out with a hum, and in an instant, something amazing happened.
The curtains blocking the sunlight pulled back, the windows opened, and the stale air and dust accumulated overnight were sucked right out.
Her room was now filled with fresh air and morning sunlight. She took a deep breath of clean oxygen and stretched her body out.
"Phew, magic really is convenient."
"That's just what stuck-up old fogeys think. Thinking about it pisses me off again!"
Listening to the mages she'd started associating with at the academy and the magic professor's ramblings would suffocate anyone.
Expressing magical talent as some chosen gift, magic as superior wisdom that ignorant humans could never comprehend...
It made her stomach churn just hearing it.
'No wonder mages are despised in this world. They all seem like lunatics.'
Except me.
"...Haa, I don't wanna go."
After 12 years of school, the thought of another 3 years of early mornings and classes was already giving her depression.
Irene let out a sigh.
At that moment.
"He's diligent... Suck!"
She spotted the instructor running.
He must have been running long before she woke up, as he was drenched in sweat.
The sweat beads glistening like dew in the sunlight—it was impressive how diligently he ran.
'How can someone run like that every day?'
It was a scene she'd seen every morning since moving in.
On one hand, it was admirable.
But admiration lasted only a moment. More eye-catching than the instructor's diligent routine was his shirtless torso.
She scanned him so thoroughly that anyone watching would suspect her intentions.
"...He doesn't know we're watching, right?"