The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 99
“Roa, let’s move this carcass to the clearing over there,” Allen-sensei instructed.
Using Cleanse Magic, he quickly removed the blood splattered on us. Once cleaned up, we hid in the brush again, watching intently. It seemed this group of harpies would finally complete our quota.
“Roa, if you were to use a different approach this time, how would you handle them?”
“Sensei, I’d use Vine Magic to wrap their legs and drag them to the ground, or I’d use the compressed Wind Arrow technique that Duro-san taught me to shoot them down mid-air.”
“True, vines could take them down one by one, but their companions might catch on and interfere. Duro’s method would be more effective here. Wind Arrows are harder to dodge, but the range is tight, so you’ll need to be careful.”
“I’ll give it a try,” I replied with determination.
I approached the harpies circling the werewolf’s body, running as I conjured Wind Arrows and fired them. Running while shooting compromised my aim, but with enough arrows, a few managed to hit.
One harpy, injured but not fatally, shrieked in rage and turned its attention to me. Suddenly, I remembered something Duro-san had taught me—how to manipulate magic into a net.
With a quick adjustment, I envisioned Vine Magic as a net and cast it, throwing it like a weighted net toward the oncoming harpies. The harpies screeched as they tumbled to the ground, tangled in the net and thrashing wildly.
“Roa, that was quick thinking. Crafting a net and capturing them all at once was impressive,” Allen-sensei praised.
He followed up by freezing the net in place and conjuring spikes of ice that pierced each harpy, ending them in an instant.
As usual, we packed the harpies into our enchanted bags and completed the task. The remaining werewolves were soon found, and the final targets were swiftly dealt with.
“Roa, with these high-level beasts taken care of, this village should be safe for a while,” Allen-sensei said as we prepared to return.
“That’s a relief,” I replied with a smile.
Back in the village, we stopped by the guild to settle the requests. The receptionist was visibly shocked by how quickly we had taken down such a large number of high-rank magical beasts.
After collecting our rewards, we returned to the inn to rest.
“Allen-sensei,” I began as we sat in the inn. “Nobles are required to attend the royal ball annually, correct? How do we return to the capital for it?”
“Ah, we use a special Teleportation Magic Tool to travel back. It can only transport us to the Dark Division’s room in the royal palace,” he explained.
The tool, powered by magic stones, allowed for precise teleportation over long distances, albeit at a high magical cost. The leftover magic stones from the werewolf and harpy kills had been set aside for just this reason.
“What happens if there isn’t enough magic power?” I asked curiously.
“There’s a safety mechanism. It won’t activate if insufficient energy is detected,” Allen-sensei assured me.
It was strange to think that we had spent a month traveling to this remote village, only to have to return to the capital in three months for the annual ball.
While the trip to the capital would be quick thanks to teleportation, returning to this village would require another month-long journey.
“I suppose you’ll be on holiday during the ball, Sensei?”
“Not quite. While you’re exempt from such obligations thanks to the academy’s tournament, I’m still required to attend. Even if you don’t join the ball, we’ll both return to the capital together.”
During his attendance at the ball, I would have some free time in the capital. Perhaps I could relax there for a change.
That thought was fleeting, though. Even now, my “free time” wasn’t exactly leisure.
Part of my duties included keeping a detailed journal.
The log documented everything—the magical beasts we encountered, their strengths, our methods of defeating them, and how we handled their remains.
These records were compiled by the Zero Division and shared with the knights, magicians, and alchemists as needed. Understanding a beast’s weaknesses could make future hunts far easier.
Such records were critical for research and training, which is why I couldn’t afford to slack off on them.
While adventurers were often romanticized, few actually pursued the profession. Becoming a kingdom-employed adventurer required not only high literacy but also extensive knowledge beyond magical beasts. Furthermore, only high-ranked adventurers were eligible.
For many seasoned adventurers, the daily task of maintaining detailed logs seemed like an unnecessary chore.
In the knights’ corps, captains were responsible for similar documentation after magical beast hunts.
Having finished my journal for the day and sent it to the Zero Division, I sprawled onto my bed.
“Will we be moving again tomorrow?” I wondered as I closed my eyes. Exhaustion pulled me into sleep almost immediately.