There was really nothing missing in the vast castle, which was 120 square kiloters in total.
There was a large training ground set up solely for the training of the swordsman, and a huge banquet hall that could easily accommodate thousands of people was also prepared. Naturally, there was a library containing the history and teachings of various races, and there were also several empty rooms that I had no idea existed.
There were thousands, tens of thousands of rooms inside the castle. It would have been impossible to use every single space inside.
After taking a mont to pay my respects to the dwarven craftsn who must have had a hard ti designing the interior of this building, I sighed as I blankly stared at the empty space.
“That room currently has no set purpose. If you wish, I can call the craftsn and have them make it into a training ground, training ground, or library.”
As I was looking at the empty room, I heard a soft explanation from behind .
“No, I don’t think you’ll have to go that far... ... .”
I had a servant following . He was a middle-aged man with a typical servant’s appearance, with neatly tied hair, a neat tuxedo, and a huge white towel on one arm that I don’t know what it’s for.
He looked like he’d dance if he didn’t go to bed on ti... ... That kind of servant.
“First, I’ll show you to your room.”
The middle-aged servant told to speak comfortably, but I couldn’t.
I’ve lived my whole life in the land of Jangyuyuseo, but I can’t help but feel a little uncomfortable talking to soone who seems to have lived twice as long as I do.
“Your room is this way.”
We really.
Really.
We walked down a really, really long and wide hallway.
“Let’s just rest for a mont.”
The journey was so long and arduous that I had to sit down twice to catch my breath while being guided by the servant.
“Then please rest. If you need anything, ring this bell, and the servants will co to your room soon.”
After arriving at my room.
The middle-aged servant put a small golden bell down in my room and left. I imdiately lay down on the bed and rubbed my legs that were stiff from the tiring march.
It was the first proper bed I had laid down on in three or four days. The sheets were soft and the blanket was fluffy, so I thought I would fall asleep as soon as I closed my eyes.
“Fuck... ... .”
Apart from the comfort of the bed, my mind was really uncomfortable, like a deer on the edge of a cliff.
In the end, I ended up joining the Black Star party.
A young child who had been thrown into the ga world for less than a week would join such a party full of such people... ... .
The events that would happen in the future flashed through my mind and sent shivers down my spine.
I would be exposed to countless dangers.
In addition to high-ranking demons, there were also tis when I would have to deal with overlords like Malthael or Raguel. Sotis, I would have to deal with powerful monsters such as dragons or ancient spirits, not demons or mutants.
If I don’t want to die, I have to beco stronger.
Fortunately, the people around misunderstand as the second key to saving humanity or a genius who will go down in the history of magic.
If I wanted, I could quickly obtain most of the equipnt or books of magic.
In addition, the leaders of the Round Table promised to give a personal magic teacher.
They seed to be expecting how much stronger I would beco if I learned magic in earnest, despite not having received proper education... ... Honestly, I wasn’t very confident.
I am the one who dropped out of high school and left ho to beco a composer.
I, who had never studied properly in my entire life, suddenly stepped into a new field called magic.
I couldn’t help but worry, ‘Will I be able to do it properly?’
“This is a big deal.”
... ... I can already see the expression on my private tutor’s face.
‘Of course I have to do basic training and study, but I also have to use tricks to survive in the Gorap battlefield where the Black Knight roams around.’
If I just study honestly, I won’t be able to catch up to the level of the Black Knight, who is treated as a living, moving weapon of war, in 3 years.
Finding and obtaining ‘artifacts’ would be one of those tricks, and going to the forest where the Lightning Spirit lives to receive his protection would also be a way.
Fortunately, I am well aware of various elents that can raise the specs of a character in a short period of ti.
I had to mobilize all the knowledge and thods I had.
‘If it works out, it’ll work out. Genius.’
A misunderstanding with a big return, but also a big risk.
I had to perform a precarious acrobatics on this thin line of misunderstanding.
If I made even one mistake, I would et a aningless end on the battlefield. Or I would be executed for deceiving the leaders.
“I am a genius... ... I can do it... ... I will survive... ... I am a genius... ... .”
Like a witch reciting a strange spell, I lay in bed and started to hypnotize myself helplessly.
... ... In fact, it didn’t really work.
The damn [Calm] trait prevents you from going crazy even if you want to.
So I spent my first night in the kingdom, lying in bed for a while, ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ lanting my fate.
The second day had arrived.
The [Calm] trait was definitely effective.
Even in this crazy situation, he made sleep soundly.
Even when I opened my eyes and woke up, I sat in front of the inn table and made myself so tea to shake off my morning sleep.
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‘What can I do, things have co to this. Let’s just have so tea and wake up. Since I’m already being misunderstood... ... I might as well use it properly.’
The anxiety I felt last night felt like a dream.
... ... I wondered if I was really going crazy. Even in this situation, I was leisurely making tea and drinking it.
“Well, things have already happened. I should just focus on what I can do.”
After gathering my thoughts, I rang the golden bell the servant gave a couple of tis.
Imdiately after, a young servant, different from yesterday, knocked on the door and ca in.
“You called.”
... ... This one looked like he’d dance if he didn’t go to bed on ti.
“Here, here’s a list of necessary magic tools and clothes.”
I handed over the list I had written down in my notebook while reciting spells like crazy last night to my servant.
There were basic equipnt like crystal balls, magic books, robes, and hats, as well as basic books that explained how magic worked.
‘First, I need to know what magic is.’
I was instinctively using the flower, and although I was a human who had played the ga that was the setting of this world for 5,000 hours, I had no idea what ‘magic’ was.
This was reality.
On the computer, a huge pillar of fla appeared with a few clicks of a button, but it was clear that this would not be the case in reality.
Shouldn’t I know how magic in reality works before eting a tutor?
“Oh, and I have one more favor to ask.”
“Go ahead.”
“... ... Could you tell when the orc nad Rex and his n arrive in the capital?”
“If you say Rex... ... Are you talking about the orc soldier? Could you tell what you want?”
“... ... They owe their lives. I think it’s polite to attend their funeral.”
To my answer, the servant simply nodded quietly and left my room.
That afternoon, most of the items I had written on the list arrived in my room.
After checking the sizes of the equipnt I had to wear, such as robes and hats, I opened the book and started studying for the first ti in my life.
As I began reading the words written in the book, ti felt like it was speeding up in an instant.
It was as if everything around was blurred and pushed out of my sight.
Even I couldn’t believe my concentration.
‘... ... It’s easier than I thought?’
Contrary to my worries, the knowledge related to magic entered my head very easily.
Could it be that my abnormally high magic stat played a part?
I read about twenty books that I had piled up at once and tried to read slowly in less than three hours.
Unlike reality, I was smarter than I thought in this world.
Well, I had a magic stat of 20, which is only 13 or 14 for ordinary magicians... ... If I didn’t have this level of intelligence, it wouldn’t be worth it.
When the arrogant thought that I might be a true genius crossed my mind, I felt a sharp pain in my eyes.
I got up from my desk, pressing my eyelids with both hands as if I was being stabbed with needles.
When I suddenly got up after sitting in one position for three hours, my head started spinning. It was a typical symptom of anemia, and I forced my burning eyes open and barely managed to collapse on the bed.
Soone once said, isn’t physical strength the lifeblood of studying?
It seed that this cursed body couldn’t sit still and read a book for more than three hours.
In exchange for the intense weight training that involved sitting for three hours and reading books, I had to lie in bed all day and pat my eyes.
It seems that my expectation that I might beco a real genius was nothing more than an illusion.
After lunch on the third day.
Learning from yesterday’s pain, I made sure to stretch after reading for 30 minutes and rest in bed for 20 minutes.
I learned yesterday that this crazy body can’t sit in the sa place for three hours if I don’t rest periodically every 30 minutes.
Stamina 1, Strength 1, Agility 1.
I sighed again at the numbers that made my heart sink just by reciting them, and leaned over the bed, but a servant who hadn’t even called knocked on my door first.
I pulled the doorknob with difficulty, dragging my heavy body.
“Sergeant Rex and his n have returned.”
The young servant told with a serious expression the news of my benefactors' return.
“... ... Please guide .”
The young servant walked to the carriage with skillful steps, as if he had morized the entire inside of this crazy size.
I must have walked for about 30 minutes.
The servant suggested that I take a short rest, as I was out of breath and sweating, but I refused.
I could take a rest in the carriage.
At the entrance to the castle, a four-wheeled carriage that the servant had prepared was waiting for .
So the carriage took straight through the castle walls and along the well-paved road of the capital to the national cetery for fallen soldiers.
It must have taken almost two hours.
In the cetery on the hillside in the distance, soone’s funeral was in full swing.
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