“Hmm… didn’t expect I could outdrink them…”
Perhaps it was because the royal family had decided to reform the education system, this year’s graduation was scheduled after both his and Treya’s birthdays.
Since they were all officially adults now—and Leah insisted she had been an adult for centuries, though the alcohol vendors didn’t recognize her witch-issued ID—graduation night had turned into a “let’s try drinking” party.
Except for Eir.
“Young Master… if Eir gets drunk, no one will be able to clean up the table. Also… Eir has terrible alcohol tolerance!”
But…
With each resounding “cheers,” the scene beca more chaotic.
Leah, abandoning all semblance of teacherly dignity, mumbled, “Ahaha, I haven’t had a drink in centuries,” before slumping over and admitting defeat.
Treya didn’t last much longer. After valiantly finishing one more glass, she set it down and shook her head.
“Alright! The Young Master wins! Yay! Eir bet correctly!”
“Where does this strange competitive streak co from? And who were you betting with?”
“Now we need to get them ho safely.”
“Co to think of it… they really trust .”
Will looked at the two of them.
While he admitted that on any normal day, either of them could beat him in a fight, they were now completely drunk and still so at ease around him.
They really did see him as one of their own.
“I… hic… will have a carriage pick up,” Treya mumbled, her head buried in her arms as she reached out.
“Oh, that works.”
Halfway through his response, Will suddenly realized that as her fiancé, getting his fiancée drunk—or doing nothing and just sending her ho—both seed… questionable.
“Hehe, I’m hitching a ride with you,” Leah said, sprawled out on a chair.
“Will-sensei, I want a hug~” Treya regressed into childlike behavior, a common phenonon when drunk.
“Alright, alright, hugs, hugs.”
Holding Treya’s soft, warm body, Will felt a bit awkward.
“No fair! If she gets a hug, I want one too!”
Leah started mimicking her.
“You don’t need one!”
“But… but I’m only twelve! I’m just… a little elentary school girl, okay?”
Leah pouted, her watery eyes looking up at him. Paired with her childish twin-tails, she really did resemble a schoolgirl carrying a big backpack.
Usually, Leah tried to act mature and composed, but now she was shalessly pretending to be a little kid?!
So it’s true—alcohol can completely flip soone’s personality!
“Teacher, hug .”
“Good student, hug.”
“The carriage is here, the carriage is here. Hugging ti is over, right?”
“Oh my, it’s the Young Master with one on each arm.”
“Stop adding fuel to the fire!”
Before stepping outside, Will carefully checked for neighbors or paparazzi. The last thing he needed was another piece of “perverted” evidence against him tomorrow.
—
Finally, back at his familiar little desk, Will didn’t feel particularly drunk.
Just a slight buzz.
Maybe tonight he’d get a good night’s sleep.
He ntally calculated: for a Level 2000 advanced mage, casting a dium fireball in a 10°C environnt against a Tier 3 ice armor, how many seconds would it take to break through two layers of defense?
“Oh, 5.45 seconds.”
“Looks like my mind is still sharp.”
“Was I this good at drinking in my past life?”
Of course not.
Back then, whenever work stressed him out, two drinks with coworkers would leave him completely hamred.
But…
It made sense for “Young Master Will” to have this kind of tolerance.
In the original story, he frequented such social settings, destined to grow into a playboy.
It was clear…
He couldn’t keep thinking of himself as his past-life self.
Even if his ntal state and intellect remained the sa, his body’s changes were starting to influence him.
He glanced at the Task System on his desk. After three years, though he had re-covered it with a fresh red binding, it was much more worn than before.
For three years, he had followed the plans laid out in the Task System—of course, occasionally tweaking things—step by step to reach this point.
—
[Task 158: Help Eir master the basic incantation for Elental Ice Array.]
[Reward: Eir’s lap pillow. (Note: Make her pause her daily endurance runs; her muscles are too firm for comfort.)]
—
[Task 185: Piece together ancient texts with Leah to conceptualize the “Primordial Candle.”]
[Reward: Ten minutes of Leah staring at you while you sketch her pupils. (Note: She only lasted three minutes before covering her face and running away. What a sha.)]
—
[Task 199: Practice Demon Swordsmanship with Treya on nearby magical beasts.]
[Reward: Grilled beast at platter. (Though the cuts were too fine, resulting in minced at, it still tasted good.)]
—
Will flipped through the Task System, the pages flying by as he recalled the past three years.
Finally…
He stopped at a section where the rewards hadn’t been written yet.
—
[Task 300: Craft a “Snow Hymn Shield” for Eir.]
[Task 301: Craft an “Ancient Fla Staff” for Leah.]
[Task 302: Craft a “Shadow Nightmare Sword” for Treya.]
—
What kind of nas are these?!
Oh…
They were nas his forr coworkers ca up with.
The story behind that was long…
By now, Will had already applied every useful technique from the original story to them.
Rushing their developnt wouldn’t work; following this path, they were bound to beco formidable—especially with about a year left, and dungeons being the fastest way to grow.
The biggest issue was that, from Will’s observations, their current weapons were insufficient.
For example, Eir’s shield often cracked under the strain of Elental Ice Array.
For example, Leah’s staff, though funded by the school, had already been replaced over twenty tis.
For example, Treya’s sword was in even worse shape, needing to be replaced monthly—thankfully, the royal family could afford it.
So…
They needed brand-new weapons, new equipnt—and if they were getting new gear, it had to be a full set!
But…
There was nothing.
The original story didn’t even design gear for them. Why would “losers” get new outfits?
So…
Will decided…
To craft the equipnt himself!
He wasn’t the clueless Will from three years ago. Through study and correspondence with S, he had gained a solid understanding of this world.
By tailoring the equipnt to their growth, he could ensure it was effective.
As for the nas… uh… they were borrowed from ga designs. Though the ga had been unofficially adapted, these were five-star weapons that could actually be equipped.
“With these, let’s see where the protagonist runs to…”
Turning the page, Will landed on—
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[Task 400: Graduate successfully.]
[Reward: Here’s so information for you! After graduation, you’ll only have two months before you et Hugh, who’s already in Novice Town a month early looking for teammates.
You might even pass each other by.
Can you still sleep soundly?]
—
The next day.
“Young Master, those dark circles under your eyes are awful! Didn’t you say drinking helps you sleep better?! What happened?!”
“Don’t ask. If you must, bla my seven-years-ago self.”
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