I Quit the Hero’s Party Chapter 11

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EP.11 Looking for a new job (4)

   “I have a useful friend.”

   Aaron looks at his old friend.

   Roselle Van Trias, an elder of the Gray Magic Tower and teacher of the famous gray wizard Raniel.

   He said there was a ‘useful’ person.

   Aaron pushed the documents to one side of the table and welcomed Roselle with a smile.

   “Oh, really? Could it be that…”

   “He’s not my first student, so don’t expect anything.”

   “···What did I say? “I didn’t expect it.”

   In fact, I was secretly looking forward to it, but Aaron did not show any signs of disappointment. Even if he is not the gray wizard, he is recommended by Rossel, who is famous for his strictness. 

   ‘He’s definitely a good person.’

   Aaron straightened his posture and opened his mouth.

   “So who is it?”

   “Even if I tell you, you won’t know. “Because he’s not a kid whose name is known.”

   “hmm?”

   “It’s been over ten years since I became a magician, but I’ve been confined to the lab. “He didn’t make a name for himself.”

   “No, just wait a moment, Roselle.”

   Aaron was embarrassed and cut off Rosell.

   “So what you’re saying is that you would recommend a wizard with no track record or reputation? “Are you a child of a prestigious family?”

   “A child of the Trias family.”

   A child of the Trias family.

   A person passes through Aaron’s mind.

   “···Is this your friend by any chance? “The one you recently adopted as your adopted daughter…”

   “It’s him.”

   “No, my friend! Anyway, doesn’t it look a bit different!”

   Aaron was shocked.

   No matter how urgently you need manpower, if you try to find a professor like that, you’ll end up making noise.

   ‘No matter how much Rossell is a professor known for his fairness…’

   I can’t believe I’m recommending the person I recently adopted as a professor as a professor. Aplia Academy is already attracting a lot of attention. Noise will definitely leak out.

   “Well, even so, it’s a little…”

   “Well then, let’s start as a teaching assistant.”

   Roselle shrugged as if she expected that to happen.

   “Isn’t my assistant position still vacant? Let’s put that kid in his place. “There is no one applying, so who would be dissatisfied with my daughter being put in?”

   “that… “I’m sure it’ll be okay.”

   It was a pretty attractive offer.

   But Aaron felt uneasy about something.

   ‘Isn’t this friend the kind of friend who bends his will so easily?’

   In the end, Aaron asked back in a shaky voice.

   “… “Is it really okay to do that?”

   “This child will come up even if you leave him alone. “There’s no need for me to step forward.”

   “What does that mean?”

   “What are you talking about, literally. Just take a look and you’ll know. “If there is someone who takes issue with that child’s qualifications even after seeing him…”

   Roselle narrowed her eyes and muttered.

   “He’s just a blind brat.”

   “… Is it that much?”

   “At least in this royal capital, there will be no wizard with greater qualifications than that child.”

   “Including the 4th princess?”

   “Isn’t it a talent that hasn’t blossomed yet? “The child is already complete.”

   It was completed just as I wanted.

   Looking at Roselle mumbling like that, Aaron took those words in a slightly different way.

   ‘At least, it means that Raniel is not in the royal capital.’

   If that gray wizard was in the royal capital, Rossell wouldn’t have said something like that.

   “If you praise me that much, then I have no reason to reject it. So, when can I see you?”

   “Do you really need to see it? “Wouldn’t it be nice to see it when school starts?”

   “I understand that you always pamper her because she is your adopted daughter, but shouldn’t you see her face at least once?”

   Roselle reluctantly lifted his finger.

   “Come in, Rania.”

   “Yes, Master.”

   A clear voice comes from outside.

   Aaron slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Roselle.

   ‘You were planning to park it outside the door and not even show your face?’

   How much do you cherish it?

   Aaron sighed and turned his gaze to the door.

   -Kkiik.

   Soon the door opens and a girl comes in.

   Gray hair flutters in the wind. She was a girl who seemed to be standing between youth and maturity.

   “hello.”

   The girl lowers her head expressionlessly.

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   The scent of an old book wafts from the girl who briefly greets me. Aaron smiled involuntarily at the scent of the scholar who had a deep cut in his robe.

   ‘Not bad.’

   Indeed, it was not a bad first impression.

   It is not a short, flashy robe, but rather a neat, slightly wide robe. The robe the girl wears has no special decorations or added patterns.

   That was the overall impression of the girl.

   The girl is beautiful. It is beautiful, but it is different from the beauty that comes from splendor.

   An elegant rather than flashy impression.

   It is a static beauty that comes from its elegance.

   ‘If I were to compare it to a flower, would it be a lily?’

   She was a girl who reminded me of an unspoiled, pure white flower. Aaron really liked that impression.

   In the end, magic is also a study.

   And, that girl gives off the impression befitting a scholar pursuing an academic path. Even the movements of organizing his clothes and sitting next to his teacher, Roselle, are beautiful.

   ‘If students heard about it, they might make fun of him for being an old man and for having hard-headed thoughts…’

   This was Aaron’s ideal image of a scholar.

   ‘It’s understandable that Roselle is pampered.’

   A foster daughter like that would be worth cherishing.

   Nodding his head involuntarily, Aaron opened his mouth.

   “I am Aaron Van Tylant, Dean of Aplia Academy.”

   “This is Elder Rossell’s adopted daughter, Rania Van Trias.”

   “Yes, nice to meet you, Miss Rania. “It’s my first time recommending someone so passionately, so I’m also embarrassed…”

   Aaron narrowed his eyes.

   “Can I see your skills?”

   No matter how much it was recommended by his old friend Rosell, Aaron is also a wizard. In essence, magicians do not trust what they have not observed with their own eyes.

   ‘It’s the king’s greatest talent, so let’s take a look.’

   With a bit of curiosity, Aaron took out a piece of paper from the pile of papers he had put aside on the corner of the table.

   “In recent years, the impression of wizards as battle-mages and battle magic has become different from before…”

   A complicated circuit engraved on paper.

   Rossell continues, pointing to the circuit.

   “I still believe that the basis of magic lies in the interpretation of magic techniques, or circuits.”

   “You are correct.”

   “I’m glad you think so. “Then can you interpret this circuit?”

   Aaron held out a piece of paper to the girl and looked at Roselle. Because he would know what the circuit on this piece of paper is.

   ‘A difficult problem for the Horse Society.’

   It is a circuit that is called that and has no practical use. 

   A difficult problem created by the elders of the Magic Society solely to test circuit analysis abilities.

   ‘Can I test it?’

   So Aaron asked Rosell with a glance.

   Roselle just shrugged his shoulders without showing any displeasure.

   Just do whatever you want.

   It seemed like he was saying that.

   At that sight, Aaron sighed, smiled, and opened his mouth.

   “There is no need to solve it right here. “This is a circuit that is considered one of the most difficult problems, so I hope we can solve it by the next meeting.”

   This is a difficult problem for the Horse Society.

   Dozens or hundreds of layers of trap circuits are built on top of one ‘real circuit’. Even if I couldn’t remove it, it would take ten days.

   ‘The elders of the Magic Society said that. It is said to have been inspired by the barrier of the ancient lich ‘Skebal’, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Lord’s army.’

   It would be too much to ask someone to solve such a problem here. It’s a pity, but we have no choice but to make plans for our next meeting.

   “Ah, of course, it would be nice if you could solve it on your own without the help of your teacher. Roselle, you too are too partial…”

   “I solved it.”

   “huh?”

   Aaron blinked.

   “What did you say? Miss Rania?”

   “I solved everything.”

   “Heh, heh! “You take after your teacher and tell jokes.”

   Aaron joked and glanced at the girl.

   ‘… ‘I don’t think it’s a joke, do you?’

   You really solved it? Just by looking at it once?

   “·····.”

   The girl didn’t bother to say anything.

   Instead, he quietly placed the paper on the table. There were no answers written on the paper.

   ‘… Are you trying to make a joke about not having an answer?’

   The moment Aaron was wondering how to react, the girl raised her finger.

   -Sarak.

   Gray mana blooms from the fingertips.

   Using gray mana as ink and empty space as drawing paper, the girl draws a picture.

   -Sarak.

   A quiet noise, like turning the pages of a book, can be heard occasionally. It was only when the girl’s drawing was half finished that Aaron realized what that strange behavior meant.

   ‘… Circuit?’

   The picture the girl drew in the air was a circuit.

   Aaron swallows dryly and watches the movement.

   1 min.

   2 minutes.

   3 minutes.

   Just like that, after three minutes, the girl’s fingers stop.

   “·····.”

   Aaron raises his head without saying a word.

   A circuit is completed in the air.

   Aaron opened the envelope that was enclosed with the question paper. This issue was distributed with priority to Aplia Academy. The answer is only contained in this envelope.

   Tuk.

   Aaron opened the answer sheet that had fallen from the envelope.

   He then compared it with the circuit engraved in the air.

   “Heh, heh heh…”

   A laugh escaped his lips.

   There is not a single error.

   The thickness of the circuit, looseness, and even the smoothness of the curve are exactly the same. Even if I were to look at the answer and draw along, I don’t think I would be able to draw it exactly like this.

   ‘What is this…’

   I had nothing to add.

   “I told you so.”

   Rosell speaks on behalf of Aaron, who is at a loss for words.

   “At least in this royal capital, there will be no wizard with greater qualifications than this child.”

   2.

   Prince of the North, Erijl van Grace.

   The brave warrior’s legitimate son, Lark Van Grace.

   He was wandering around the grounds of Aplia Academy, where he would soon be entering. Because his father had said.

   ‘Before entering the academy, go to the royal capital first and see and feel it. ‘You still have a long way to go.’

   However, even though a long time had passed since arriving at the royal capital, Lark was not feeling much emotion.

   Everyone is incompetent.

   I wonder if I can even jump properly like that. No matter how many body strengthening spells are used, the body on which they are based must be healthy.

   ‘Compared to the family warriors…’

   Compared to those muscular warriors, they are insignificant.

   “Whoa…”

   Lark, who was not interested, waved his hand and called the butler who had come up to the royal capital with him.

   “Sebas, let’s go back.”

   “yes? “Can you please not look any further?”

   “I don’t think there’s anything more to see. “I want to go back and hunt more with the warriors.”

   “Well, if you say so…”

   Leaving behind Sebas, who was preparing to leave, Lark took one last look at the Academy scene.

   ‘It’s peaceful, but it’s too peaceful.’

   It was an unfamiliar sight to Lark, who had lived in the snowy mountains of the North, dealing with monsters and snowstorms that raged every day. It’s so unfamiliar that it feels trivial.

   ‘I can’t believe I have to stay in a place like this for three years.’

   Should I talk to my father again?

   With that thought in mind, Lark was about to take a step back.

   -They solved it in an instant.

   -I was lucky. It’s a barrier I’ve broken through several times while beating up the skull.

   -Rania, your choice of language has become very vulgar…

   Lark turned his head at the sudden voice he heard.

   A middle-aged man and a girl who looks about 20 years old.

   “·····.”

   Lark opened his mouth as he felt a shiver run down his spine.

   “···Sebas.”

   “Yes, master.”

   “Who is that?”

   “Aren’t you Professor Rossell?”

   “I’m talking next to him.”

   Lark stretched out his hand and pointed at the girl.

   “Who is that guy?”

   Lark’s intuition, trained in the wild since childhood, was sounding an alarm. Behind that seemingly harmless exterior, there is something more ferocious than any wild beast lurking around.

   “… ?”

   As if sensing attention, the girl turns her head.

   The moment he made eye contact with her, Lark lost his breath. He turned his head to avoid his gaze.

   “···afraid.”

   “yes?”

   “It is a feeling that was not felt by the warriors of the North or the barbarian warriors of the territory.”

   Cold sweat was forming on Lark’s forehead.

   Wiping the sweat with the handkerchief Sebas gave him, Lark muttered as if possessed by something.

   “Is this why your father told you to go to the royal capital and learn? “There are many hidden strong people in the world…”

   “… yes?”

   “It is nothing. “I’m looking forward to March.”

   “Oh yeah…”

   A word from the author (author review)

Gray Mana is a color that appears widely among wizards who have received the teachings of the Gray Tower.

The only person who can tell with the naked eye whether it is Raniel or not is Raniel’s teacher, Roselle.

*usually! On Monday! Although it is a regular Sabbath! We have prepared something for you who are tired on Monday.

*Actually, I didn’t have any homework today…

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