The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 85

“Roa, for the time being, your mornings will be spent memorizing these materials, and your afternoons will consist of combat training with either Lydia or Marco.”

“Understood,” I replied.

Taking my seat, I turned my attention to the towering stack of documents before me. Memorizing all of this would undoubtedly take a significant amount of time.

Though I was raised as a noble and trained to memorize family names and key individuals, these materials went far deeper. They contained not only information about people but also details about territories—their features, cultivated crops, special products, village populations, and notable traits.

The documents even included information on foreign countries, as well as the types of magical beasts, their behaviors, traits, and the regions they inhabit.

I had heard that the Zero Division knights had memorized all this information. Just looking at this mountain of papers was already discouraging.
But I had no choice. I had to do it.

The first day passed in the blink of an eye as I immersed myself in entirely new experiences. I returned home utterly exhausted, needless to say.

Thus began my days of relentless memorization and foundational training.

Combat training with Vice-Captain Marco involved practical exercises with various weapons, while Lydia focused on magic training, teaching me advanced dark magic and light magic for healing.
Many nights, I would collapse on the sofa at home only to wake up in the morning, realizing I had fallen asleep. Occasionally, on nights when I stayed awake, Anna would give me a massage after my bath, but I’d inevitably doze off halfway through, the relaxation overtaking me. Meals were simple: breakfast and dinner at home, and lunch at the royal palace.

At the royal dining hall, I ate alongside the royal knights. The captain instructed me to cast a perception-disruption spell before entering, ensuring no one would recognize me.

The same applied to commuting between my home and the workplace. It was essential to avoid being remembered. Well, it made sense.

Time flew, and before I knew it, the academy’s tournament had concluded, marking the start of the long mid-year break.

This year, I was spared from attending any balls under the guise of serving as a guard. Instead, my days were filled with training and studying.
As the months passed, my training advanced, and I was occasionally sent on errands into the royal capital during breaks.

Naturally, I was trained to dress and speak like a commoner during these outings.

Having been constantly reminded by Professor Levain to use refined language, it was quite challenging to adjust. Even now, I occasionally slip back into formal speech if I’m not careful.
Frankly, the casual manner of speaking used among commoners felt more natural to me.

I was also given a special transformation magical tool crafted by the dark division. Apparently, I could use it regularly. For someone like me, bogged down by endless studying, it was a delightful gift.

The transformation was random—hair color, eye color, hairstyle, even gender could change. Experiencing a new version of myself each day felt refreshing. Although, I could fix the appearance if needed.

Letters occasionally arrived from Fars and my seniors. While they couldn’t disclose their work details, they’d write to ask, “How are you feeling? Let’s go hunting together sometime.” These letters, filled with concern and invitations, became a source of comfort for me amidst my busy days.

Still, I wish I could spend my days off just sleeping.

As the academy break neared its end, I heard that Sara, who had been staying with her relatives, was set to marry one of their sons before advancing to the academy.

Sara’s marriage meant she had to withdraw from the academy, but she didn’t seem to regret it. On the contrary, she appeared relieved. Her behavior toward her maids had also softened, no longer as demanding as before
Perhaps she had been suppressing her emotions and taking them out on her maids. Her wedding was modest for a noble, but Sara smiled radiantly, clearly happy.

She and her husband plan to run a trading company together. I’m glad she found her happiness, though I could never follow the same path.

As for Terra, she came to the royal capital for Sara’s wedding but chose to return to the village afterward. When my father asked if she would stay in the capital, she said she preferred the village for now. Apparently, she enjoyed taking care of Violeta’s child.

Both my father and Otto were astonished at Terra’s growth. Still, with the academy restarting in a couple of months, she said she’d return to the capital by then.

It was heartening to know that life in the village had given Terra a new perspective. Caring for the baby even made her want to get married—she had asked my father to arrange a fiancé for her.

Terra is at an age where having a fiancé wouldn’t be unusual. I imagine her days in the capital will soon be filled with tea parties and balls.
Being the marquis’s heir, with a fair appearance, I can already see noble daughters flocking around him. As his older sister, I can’t help but feel a little worried.

“Roa, a directive from His Majesty. Investigate the connection between the Gombot Trading Company and foreign nations. You’ll be working with Elman on this. He has already infiltrated the company as a receptionist, so meet with him and share information. You have two weeks.”

“Understood,” I replied.
The sudden directive caught me off guard.
Though I’d handled errands before, this was my first major assignment. My first challenge was figuring out how to meet Elman, as I’d never met him before and couldn’t use magical birds or letters.

Once we met, communication would be easier with magical birds, but it was a shame that wasn’t an option now. For unknown contacts, people typically relied on intermediaries or trading companies to send messages.

The Gombot Trading Company dealt in dresses and ornaments for nobles and had grown rapidly in recent years. Rumors of illegal dealings surrounded the company.

Disguising myself as a noblewoman and visiting the store seemed like the least suspicious approach.
…It looked like I’d need to involve Anna.
I felt bad for dragging her into this.

After finishing work early, I returned home. Anna seemed delighted by my early return. “Sorry for always making you worry,” I thought to myself. Soon after, Otto entered my room.

“Young mistress, you’ve returned early today. Is something the matter?”

As expected of Otto, he could sense when something was up. That’s what made him such a capable butler.

“Yes, I’ve heard about the dresses at the Gombot Trading Company being all the rage at the royal palace. Anna, would you come with me to buy one?”
“Dresses, my lady? Let’s go immediately! I’ll help you find the perfect one!”

Anna seemed very excited. I couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.

While the butler prepared the carriage, I changed out of my knight’s uniform into a comfortable dress and got into the carriage, urged on by Anna’s enthusiasm.

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