Chapter 62: Nameless Adventurer

Razhousen?

Patrick frowned at my surprise.

Every last one of them had the nerve to insult me.

Patrick calmed his anger and smiled again.

So even a healer knows the name Razhousen.

Thats not why I was surprised, Arnold had of course said that he had a son attending Halekuwait.

I am the true son of king Arnold Razhousen. Its best to listen to what a prince tells you.

Seems like its true then, but whats with this bad attitude? I cant believe how different the two of them are, what a careless prince.

Well Arnold did say he had a son, how disappointing. Overconfident and arrogant, did he say you were just like every other boy?

Arnold?

Patrick seemed to be surprised by something I said but as if to disguise his expression he looked down.

To bring up the name of the king like youre some kind of acquaintance.

.huh?

Stop trying to make a fool of me! I was trying to be humble but to have the nerve to be so conceited.

When was this guy being humble? This guys had a bad attitude for a while now, yet it seems like hes not used to being intimidating.

Stand up! Ill teach you just how out of place you are!

Please wait prince Patrick.

Sierra came between us.

Who are you?

My name is Sierra Ecarlat.

I know that much, you just introduced yourself.

Right, I am Sierra Ecarlat of the White knights, our entry into the school was handled by King Arnold directly.

Not just the kings name, but even the name of the knights.

Patrick began to tremble with anger.

Stop Patrick, fighting and the use of harmful magic is prohibited.

Several of the students began to try and mediate.

This isnt a fight, I said I was going to teach him.

He was really arrogant.

Its not possible here, Ill teach you on the training grounds. Thats not a problem is it?

The training grounds Huh?

I looked down on him with a smile that caused him to burn with anger.

I dont have a problem with that.

*

The training field was indoors, the ceiling high enough to play baseball in.

Looks expensive.

A commoner would never understand.

Patrick was sarcastic.

So, what are you going to do?

Patrick stood in the middle and began to explain while students, even the ones who had tried to mediate filled the stands. Of course Nem, Toa, and Sierra were there as well.

This is the training grounds, the use of magic and simulated battles are allowed here. Im going to practice now so be thankful, the first time shall be the last.

Students from other classes began to appear in the audience.

What?

Are you surprised? This is my power as a prince, people gather just to see my mock combat. Its troublesome.

Patrick looked proudly at the audience.

Master, best that guy to a plmnnfph!

Toa put her hand over Nems mouth.

Once this is over, leave the academy.

And if I win?

Patrick laughed hard, his hands on his stomach.

Relax, that wont happen.

Did he think he can accomplish something just because hes royalty? Sorry Arnold, Im going to rake your son over the coals.

The audience quiets down and a loud sound echos out as a signal.

To get started, beginner magic. Fire

A fire lit in Patricks hand and he threw a fireball. I stepped out of the way and it burned out on the ground beside me.

It would be disappointing if you couldnt avoid at least that much.

It might have been a little bigger than a normal fireball but it didnt compare to Siegs.

Fire

This time he threw multiple, the difference between him an Sieg was like heaven and earth. I casually moved out of the way of each of them.

Patricks expression grew clouded.

Freya!

Slow, way too slow. It almost looked like it wasnt moving, I didnt think the ability of the magician made such a huge difference.

This magic isnt at the level of being able to be used in an actual battle. If it cant hit anyone then its just silly magic tricks.

You look impatient. Youre not going to be able to hit me like this, but I guess this it what you get at your level.

When I said that the look in Patricks eyes changed.

Devolcade

A red magic circle appeared at Patricks feet as a huge fireball came into existence above him. Ive seen this magic as well, it should be advanced magic. A cheer rose up from the audience, it seems like everyone was excited about Patricks move. However I was over this already, Toa and Sierra probably noticed it as well.

What do you think!? This is my magic! Is this something a healer is capable of?!

Probably not.

. Patrick appeared triumphant.

Throw it at me, I wont dodge this time.

Youre joking, just surrender.

Im not joking, this is single combat right? Then you should see this through to the end. Dont worry its not like Im going to die if it hits me.

Kh.

He was angry.

Whats the matter, throw it! Show me the power of a prince!

This is stupid but.

Provoked Patrick threw the fireball at me.

To be clear, it was never possible.

I lightly swatted the fireball away with my left hand causing it to explode on a barrier like film protecting the audience.

Oh so they did have a barrier there.

Patrick stood rooted to the spot his mouth agape, the stands too had quieted.

I expected a little bit when you said you were Arnolds son. He told me about you over a drink as we discussed the school and I thought to return the favor I might chastise you a bit. But

what. I could tell Patrick had given up by his facial expression.

This isnt a school festival so whats the point of that sloppy magic?

I looked towards the audience.

The rest of you are exactly the same, what were you cheering about earlier? You going to laugh behind his back after this? All of you should give up on being magic users and just commit to learning party tricks. All of you would be killed in a real battle.

I turned my back on them and left, no one said anything.

*

Three people caught up with me as I left.

You made a little of enemies.

Toa laughed.

Probably.

Master was so cool.

In the bad guy but, I returned the favor to Arnold.

Was there no other way?

Sorry Sierra, I dont have any tact.

The three of them understand me, thats all I can ask for.

Theres a library here right?

Its a school, so there should be one.

Well then, why dont we go look for this Healer magic.

The key to preventing Toas death, its all Ive thought about since Artemias. Then at the library I found one book among those that I couldnt read.

There was once an adventurer, who stole from his best friend. The best friend forgave him, even though he didnt apologize. One day the adventurer found a serpent, the serpent took the adventurer from the friend. Still the friend forgave. This is the story of the nameless adventurer.

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