The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 68

The exams were finally over.

As for the results, I placed fourth, and Fars came in seventh. Considering he had much less time to study due to the tournament, he did remarkably well. Naturally, I included this news in the letters I sent to Violeta and Hubert. They were both delighted.

Oh, and the letters also mentioned Tera.

Apparently, under Reco’s strict training, Tera spent her days mastering sword forms and chasing wild boars around the village. By evening, she’d be utterly exhausted, eating dinner and falling asleep almost immediately.

She’s working hard.

With the arrival of the long summer break, I decided to spend my time leveling up. I was only a few points away from reaching C-rank.

As for Fars, he planned to join me at the guild for leveling. Most of the knights’ club members were off on field training during the break, so he didn’t have much else to do.

“Marloa, there’s a letter from Arnold-senpai.”
Switching into his dutiful squire mode, Fars handed me the letter. It said: “You must be free during the break, right? Come help me gather materials. I’ll help you with leveling up too.”

I quickly replied with an enthusiastic OK! Father and Otto approved my plan to go on a quest during the break—on the condition that Fars accompanied me.

Apparently, I wasn’t allowed to go alone. Annoying, but it couldn’t be helped. For the record, I’m confident I’m stronger than Fars. Probably.

While I might lose in terms of raw strength, I definitely make up for it in skill.

The next morning, Fars and I visited Arnold-senpai. He had informed the gatekeeper in advance, so we were able to enter the royal palace smoothly.

“Arnold-senpai, it’s been a while.”
“It has. How have you both been? I’ve heard about you two. Fars, congratulations on winning the tournament! And Marloa, I hear you’ve become quite the legend since then. Amazing work.”

Arnold-senpai chuckled as he spoke. It seemed my actions had become famous even among the palace alchemists, which was… a bit embarrassing.
“Well then, shall we head to the guild? Marloa, you’re only ten points away from reaching C-rank, right? How about you, Fars?”

“I’m the same.”

“In that case, this quest will push you both to the next rank.”

When we arrived at the guild, Arnold-senpai began grabbing every request related to the northern villages. It looked as if he planned to complete them all. Fars seemed curious and asked about it.
“What are you planning to do with all these requests?”

“Hm? Does it seem random? Well, most of them are collection requests. The only hunts are for Blood Bears, Blood Trees, and King Boars. Nothing you two can’t handle. Also, we’ll stop by the blacksmith before heading north.”

After accepting the stack of requests, we headed to a small, unmarked shop tucked away in the corner of Craftsmen’s Alley. It wasn’t the same one I had visited with Reco before.

“Senpai, what is this place?”

“A blacksmith Yele recommended. You haven’t upgraded your weapons yet, right?”

“Awesome!”

“Margue is as skilled as any master from the dungeon forges, but she’s a bit… eccentric.”
Fars’s excitement shot through the roof.

“Margue, are you in?”

“Oh, Arnold. What brings you here today?”
From the back of the shop emerged a woman in her thirties with a rugged appearance, almost like a bandit leader.

“Yele probably told you, but I want you to forge weapons for these two.”

“Ah, so these are Yele’s protégés? Sure thing. Step forward, you two.”

Arnold-senpai chuckled, neither confirming nor denying the title. Fars and I obediently stepped up.

“Let me see your swords.”

Introducing ourselves, we handed over our Viking sword and gladius. Margue inspected them thoroughly, as though committing every detail to memory.

“Hm. These are well-maintained for beginner weapons.”
“They’ve slain dragons with those swords. I want you to forge blades that can fell a dragon in a single strike.”

Arnold-senpai casually dropped a bombshell.
“Wha—Senpai, that’s impossible!”

Fars seemed just as shocked as I was.

“With your skills, it’s not.”

He said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, leaving us both stunned.

“Well, these weapons aren’t ideal for dragons. Transparency!”

Margue cast a spell on the swords—a technique only a few blacksmiths and craftsmen could use. The spell displayed the swords’ “memories,” revealing the enemies they had faced and the manner in which they had been used.

“It’ll take about three months to forge your new swords. Until then, you’ll need to make do with these. I’ll sharpen them for now.”

Margue took a magic-infused whetstone and began restoring our swords, repairing their battle scars and imbuing them with a brilliance surpassing their original state.

“I see you’re using armor made by the old man from the dungeon. It’s rare for him to work for people so young. Take good care of it.”

““We will!””

Margue handed back our swords, and we thanked her profusely.

“Thank you so much, Margue!”

With our weapons prepared, we boarded a carriage bound for the northern villages. It would take about a day to reach our destination via the highway, which ensured both safety and speed.

I wondered how many days it would take to complete the stack of requests.

I hadn’t told Otto how long we’d be gone. He probably assumed we were hunting near the capital.

“Fars, do you think Otto knows we’re heading north? Should I send a magical message to avoid getting scolded later?”

Feeling a bit uneasy, I asked Fars as the carriage swayed gently.

“Don’t worry. I sent him a bird before we left the guild. He replied, ‘Be careful and have a safe trip. I’ll inform the master later.’”

“Fars, you’re amazing. Thank you.”

“It’s my duty as your squire.”

The carriage rattled along the highway, filled with a peaceful atmosphere as most of the passengers were villagers returning home.

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