The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 102
“Roa, wake me up in four hours.”
“Allen-sensei, you could sleep a bit longer. We didn’t use that much magic or stamina today.”
“I could, but you need sufficient rest. Lydia made sure to emphasize that.”
“Fufu, I see.”
“Just kidding.”
“…”
Sensei rarely joked, so I was momentarily at a loss for words.
Pushing that aside, I took the opportunity to write and send a report for the day while Sensei rested. Along with it, I included a letter and a bag of materials for Arnold-senpai via magical delivery.
I also decided to write a letter to Fars for the first time in a while. As I relaxed by the campfire, sipping tea, a reply from Arnold-senpai arrived.
“Thanks for the materials. I’ll put them to good use,” it read, brief as ever. Enclosed was a small package containing newly developed flash bombs.
These flash bombs were slightly larger, about the size of a pinball, and far more advanced. Not only did they blind enemies with light, but they also released a potent mix of sleep-inducing and paralysis powders in a controlled radius. Compact and versatile, they could even be tossed directly into a monster’s mouth. Truly impressive! I couldn’t wait to tell Sensei about them tomorrow.
Fars’s letter arrived shortly after. He was likely busy with daily training, yet he mentioned ongoing troubles involving his birth father. Despite a warning from His Highness to stay out of Fars’s affairs, his father, a viscount, had been relentless in trying to tie him to a noble family through marriage. Fars was at a loss.
It was frustrating. While Fars was popular at the academy due to his handsome looks and exceptional skills as a knight, his position as a commoner left him vulnerable to such pressures. His father, who had abandoned him for so long, now wanted to claim him.
I had to help. This was precisely where noble connections could prove useful.
With this in mind, I penned a letter to my father. Instead of sending it directly, I addressed it to Otto, knowing my father might not have the time to prioritize it otherwise. I hoped this would provide Fars some much-needed support.
After sending the letter, I finished my tasks and swapped shifts with Sensei, finally getting some rest.
The next morning, after a quick breakfast of soup and bread, we continued our journey, completing monster-hunting requests along the way. By the fourth day, I’d grown accustomed to the nomadic lifestyle.
Every morning, I practiced enchanting my sword with magic—a technique forbidden during our academy days. Without those restrictions, I was free to experiment and refine my skills.
“Roa, we’ve finished all the requests. Let’s head to the next village,” Sensei announced.
“Understood.”
This village was notable for its mines, which produced rare minerals and, intriguingly, monsters with minerals embedded in their bodies. It sounded fascinating—especially since it could provide a chance to test Arnold-senpai’s flash bombs.
After four days of rugged travel, entering the village felt like returning to civilization.
We secured lodging and reported to the local guild to complete the paperwork for our previous quests.
“Let’s take it easy for a day or two,” Sensei suggested, and I wholeheartedly agreed.
The village was lively but had its fair share of unruly individuals, as we observed during our initial rounds. For the day, we simply gathered information and familiarized ourselves with the area.
“Roa, we’re done for today. Write up the report and bring it to my room later.”
“Understood, but I might fall asleep before I get there. After all that camping, I’m exhausted!”
“Precisely why you should finish it quickly.”
“Yes, yes…”
Back in my room, I used the accelerated writing technique Yele-senpai had taught me to draft the report swiftly. While I’d gotten used to writing reports daily, I couldn’t resist the temptation to use magical delivery for convenience. Tossing the report into the magical stream, I promptly collapsed onto the bed.
The next morning—or rather, afternoon—I woke up. Realizing how much I’d overslept, I sent a magical bird to inform Sensei. When there was no reply, I assumed he was still asleep.
I indulged in a long-awaited bath and a leisurely meal before returning to my room. Just as I was about to relax further, a magical bird from Sensei arrived.
“Roa, I’m not feeling well—feverish and coughing. Could you pick up some medicine?”
It was rare for Sensei to fall ill, so I quickly responded, “Understood,” and set out.
The innkeeper directed me to an apothecary near the central square. The shop was small, with shelves lined with dried herbs, filling the air with a strong, earthy aroma.
“Welcome,” greeted a young woman behind the counter.
“My companion has a fever and a persistent cough. Do you have anything for that?”
“This blend should help. Do you or your companion have magical abilities?”
“Yes, we both do.”
“Excellent. This herbal powder works as-is, but if you combine it with healing magic, the effect will be significantly enhanced. However, the magic must be cast just before consumption, as magic doesn’t linger well in materials.”
“Understood. Please give me three days’ worth.”
She carefully measured and packed the powder, explaining the dosage instructions. After paying, I returned to the inn.
Medicine was surprisingly expensive, but I understood its value—especially since magic alone wasn’t always enough to heal illnesses.
I handed the medicine to Sensei and explained its use. Watching him slowly recover over the next day was a relief. Meanwhile, we made plans to explore the mines and investigate the unique monsters lurking there.