The next day, while the stonemasons were tearfully removing the cobblestones, I reported the acquisition of [Create Magic Tool] to Narbano.
He seed surprised, as if he had thought it was still a distant matter, but quickly regained his composure and hastily handed a sword and two daggers.
Even at Rank 2, there’s a chance of failure, and there could be negative effects.
Despite explaining, Narbano’s determination remained unchanged.
So, in case of failure, I decided to take responsibility for the expenses.
“What, are you planning to build sothing over there?”
Shortly after returning ho, Ted, Jema, and Nails visited.
The craftsn from Maset Stone Workshop had already left.
The forge apparently got completed long ago, and Dobar and his apprentices, looking frustrated, returned with a large amount of cobblestones.
Explaining the situation, Ted and the others felt relieved.
They are still practicing in the backyard.
The forge may be small, but the cobblestones covered the backyard, making them uneasy.
According to witness Nails, while I was away, the stonemasons were happily laying cobblestones everywhere.
“So, what’s the plan for today?”
Usually, they would head to the backyard with just a word from , but they didn’t move from the living room.
When I asked, the three exchanged glances.
“We have sothing to discuss. Is it okay after Elliott arrives?”
“Sure.”
It wasn’t a consultation; it was a discussion. What could it be about? Well, I didn’t have any specific plans.
I was thinking of trying to gather magic stones, which ended up as a delusion.
Later, as we continued with casual conversation, I sensed soone approaching.
It was Elliott—accompanied by soone else.
The intensity of the presence was not much different from Elliott’s.
Perhaps a fellow academy student.
“Sorry for being late.”
Opening the door at the knock, Elliott and two boys were standing there. One I knew, was a classmate.
The other seed like a junior, but I felt like I had seen him sowhere before.
“This is Nils, and the other is Jonas.”
“I’m Alter Les Reedwald. Nils is a bit late. Co on in.”
Welcoming the three, I had them sit at the table.
After serving tea and taking a breath, Elliott began.
“These are the companions I ntioned before.”
“I see, you found them.”
While blessing them, I observed the two. It wasn’t surprising that they were children, considering they were Elliott’s companions.
But did they understand what it ant to be an adventurer?
Casually asking, Nils replied eagerly.
“I’m ready!”
“I dread of becoming an adventurer but felt my lack of strength and gave up! But when I heard that Sir Alter was leading adventurers, I couldn’t just stand still and ca here—”
“Not recruiting.”
“Huh?”
“I’m not recruiting. It’s not a conversation about it.”
From Nils’ fervent speech, an adventurer’s card fell from his hand.
It seed a bit hasty.
“But! Elliott and Mr. Ted have been giving rigorous training—”
“That’s true. However, it’s just a coincidence. I’m not gathering or training adventurers.”
Nils widened his eyes, dropped his raised hips, and burned out. He brought another strange one.
He seed like a younger version of Zeret, but I had no mory of talking to him.
When I questioned Elliott with a glance, he opened his mouth with a wry smile.
Nils was at the forefront during the first-year outdoor training a year ago. He was in the sa party as Elliott, but when they were attacked by goblins, he fled.
The one who protected the injured Elliott was the Siglas team and Hraist’s Serpus.
Even when Nils and other team mbers retreated and were attacked by the main force of goblins, he just watched elves like Elphimia and seniors and adventurers fight.
He said he felt his lack of strength, but undoubtedly, fear was the cause.
It couldn’t be helped. In that situation, only those with combat experience or true warriors would be able to move.
Even I would have found the first real battle scary without [ntal Resistance].
Nils shared the sa dream with Elliott and had an affinity with the sons of rchants.
After the attack, he kept his distance from Elliott due to a sense of obligation, but after a year, he finally decided to move forward.
“And Nils was encouraged by Alter-sama’s achievents.”
Suddenly, I appeared in the conversation. Nils sparkled next to him and nodded like a broken one.
“Are you not exaggerating the story?”
“I’m only stating the facts.”
Although I sotis acted as an adventurer, Elliott knew various things about even if he hadn’t witnessed them.
Even recently, in the simulated battle with Kudurga—or no, Harvis—I had been there.
I couldn’t be genuinely happy, but I was technically winning.
If that battle were used as evidence of my strength, it would be troubleso.
Glancing at Nils, there was no sign of him picking up on that. Is he okay?
When I thought about it, Elliott wouldn’t tell dangerous stories.
“Anyway, you’re determined to be an adventurer?”
“Yes!”
“Alright. It’s a tough choice, but if you’re serious, I’ll support you.”
“Thank you!”
Nils stood up and bowed his head with the force of hitting the table.
He’s a bit of a troubleso boy, but Elliott should be able to guide him well.
Now, there’s one more person. I turned my gaze to Jonas.
“First-year?”
“Yes.”
No enthusiasm from this side.
From his appearance and atmosphere, he seed like a commoner, but—what is it?
Sothing felt off.
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