[Regular Daily Chapter]
(EP-65.2) Shadows #1
065 – Shadows Looming Ark #1
I was surprised upon seeing the instructor’s Status Window.
He was level 45.
Considering the information gathered so far, the average level of people in this world was only about 20 or so. Thus, this was pretty high.
The job called Mercenary had also surpassed 10 levels.
‘Level 15?’
Was such a thing possible?
I thought level 10 was the maximum. Well, each job might have different characteristics.
But, one thing was certain: Mikhail was strong enough to serve as an instructor in an educational facility for warriors.
I wasn’t expecting much because his name didn’t appear in the original novel. Yet, this made me correct my thoughts.
Instructor Mikhail then said.
“Okay, let’s start. I’m not one who’s versed in theories, so I’ll just say what I have to say. Well, the cadets here aren’t at the level of listening to theories anyway, right?”
… But I wanted to hear the theories first.
… Was I the only complete beginner in combat?
Now that I had a closer look, the faces of the cadets taking this lecture were full of scars like experienced warriors.
Whether it was because of being exposed to direct sunlight or not, the tanned skin of both male and female cadets present made them look older.
Seeing everyone’s firm eyes, Mikhail nodded in satisfaction. He then shouted.
“Well then, Assistant. Bring what you have prepared.”
━I’ll be there shortly…!
Someone replied while carrying a heavy-looking bag on their shoulder.
They looked just like a tortoise or a snail, but what was even more surprising was their appearance.
The assistant was wearing a nun’s uniform…
What else was there to say? It was Marmar.
“Here’s what I’ve prepared…!”
Churuuk-.
For some reason, Marmar was working as Mikhail’s assistant. She unwrapped the bag she was holding and arranged its contents on the ground.
There were all kinds of weapons, from different types of bladed to blunt weapons; such as sickles, spears, swords, bows, etc.
“The set up is done…!”
“Good job, Assistant. Go over there in the shade and rest.”
“Yes…!”
I looked at Marmar as she went straight to the shade and sat down. Upon meeting my eyes, she waved her hand from side to side.
Nothing was said, but it probably meant ‘good to see you!’
As Marmar and I were greeting each other, Instructor Mikhail said.
“As everyone already knows, equipment is important in battle. Specifically, equipment that is right for you. It should not only fit you, but you should also be able to handle it properly. This can make a huge difference.”
Sreung.
Mikhail raised a coarsely crafted sword. He swung it in the air and added.
“Of course, warriors who have reached a certain level do not care about equipment. Most die before that happens. With that said, warriors have many enemies. So, the goal of this lecture is to increase your survival rate by making sure you know which tool is right for you and how to handle it.”
Then someone raised a hand.
It was a woman with two hammers on both sides.
“I already have an artifact that I use. They’re these twin hammers. Are you saying that we have to switch out our weapons despite us already having one and change our fighting style?”
“No, you don’t have to do that. Rather, those who already have their chosen item and own combat style will be aided in improving their proficiency.”
Everyone nodded at Mikhail’s explanation.
I also just nodded along with them, since I didn’t know anything in this area nor was I confident in it.
Mikhail said.
“Alright, I’ll give you some time. Everyone, choose something you like from the weapons displayed in front of you. Those who already have theirs may remain as they are.”
With that, something like a children’s birthday party was held where you could pick up your favorite toys. As I was watching everyone getting cluttered, Elga suddenly tapped me on the back.
“You chump, what are you still doing here? Go and pick yours quickly!”
“… But I already have a weapon.”
Then I showed Elga the Imp tail that I was wearing like a bracelet on my left arm. But Elga just snorted.
“A weapon is a piece of metal or a blade. It refers to blunt instruments that break bones. It’s not like a magic wand.”
‘I see…’
Elga clenched her fists like she was about to smack me in the head, so I quickly made my move and looked through the weapons.
However, there was nothing that particularly attracted my attention.
After all, I was a Mage in the first place.
Wouldn’t it be strange for a Mage to use a sword or a dagger? I didn’t know of any other wizard like Gandalf.
As I was hesitating, Instructor Mikhail, who was guiding the cadets, approached me.
“Are you troubled?”
“Yes. Actually, I’ve never used a weapon before. So I don’t know what works for me.”
“Theo Gospel. I’ve heard some things about you. It seems that you used a strange magic to defeat the SILVERS’ Conde. Is that true?”
It appeared that the instructor had also heard rumors about me.
“The rumors seem to be true. Otherwise, there is no way for you to be wearing a Rank 321 brooch. Well, let’s see…”
He quickly scanned me from top to bottom.
“A typical Mage’s body with little muscle… Then, Theo, rather than learning ‘weaponry’, you should learn ‘how to deal with all types of weapons’.”
‘That’s right!’
Dealing against all weapons.
It would be nice to know that for sure!
“Excuse me, Instructor Mikhail!”
At that moment, someone rushed in from afar.
It was a man wearing an ordinary robe. He approached Mikhail and whispered something in his ear, which made him raise his brows.
“Is that true? Undead?”
“It’s true.”
“Hmm.”
Mikhail let out a small sigh.
“That’s all for today’s lecture. Then, Assistant, please clean up.”
“Yes…!”
While Marmar was cleaning up the weapons, Mikhail hurriedly left. The abrupt ending of the lecture threw the crowd in a buzz.
━What’s going on?
━Wasn’t it something about the undead?
I heard it too. It was undead something. Then, some gossip sounded out that bothered me quite a bit.
━Maybe it’s because of the necromancer.
━A necromancer?
━A dangerous necromancer is wandering around the city. It’s said to be a fearsome necromancer who wields a High Lich. I guess the damage is terrible.
━A necromancer with a High Lich… Isn’t that the girl from the Draco Family!?
Did she hear this story?
Elga, who had been yawning with both arms crossed throughout the lecture, wrinkled her brow.
She then approached the twin hammer-wielding woman and grabbed her by the collar.
“Tell me more. What about this necromancer with a Lich?”
“Th, that- I’ve heard rumors! I’ve heard that the necromancer is raiding people at random and digging graves! And that it has something to do with the Draco Family….”
Dak.
Only then did she release the collar.
“Everyone scram. Don’t you have other lectures to attend to? Are you so free? Or do you want to play with me instead!?”
The threat from Elga, who ranked 5th, made the students rush out of the training ground immediately…
Edited by: faker
