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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“It was amazing! Every time you swung the shovel, the proctor was pushed back, and people were so surprised!”
Millia shouted as she waved her arms around, as if trying to imitate what I had done.
I laughed and said at her childlike behavior.
“They were weaker than I thought.”
I wasn’t boasting, they really were.
The proctor was weaker than Renny, who was marinated in drugs.
Although the proctor’s physical abilities were superior to mine, my experience tempered through fighting wasn’t inferior to the proctor.
In the first place, there would be few people who had dealt with monsters longer than me.
There was a time when I was grappling with monsters 24 hours a day.
Of course, the unique characteristics of the shovel as a weapon also helped a bit.
A weapon that can stab, slash, and strike.
Who in the world has encountered a person using a shovel as a weapon?
In the world I lived in, shovels had a history of being used as a fairly useful close-range weapon even in the military, but this was a fantasy world.
Here, people wielded swords, spears, bows, and guns, but there was no one who wielded a shovel seriously.
In the first place, I also used a shovel to utilize my abilities, and it was through the grudge-filled digging for 10 years that I started using it as a weapon.
So there was probably no one else in this world who seriously used a shovel as a weapon.
Or maybe there was.
“Still, it was quite an interesting place.”
“Everyone was so muscular, it was amazing! Does everyone who uses a sword become like that?”
“You’ll become like that too if you use a sword.”
The members of the Warrior Guild were all warriors tempered through life-or-death battles, so it was only natural for them to be muscular, both men and women.
Muscles naturally develop when you swing a weapon.
“Then I don’t want to use a sword!”
“Yeah. Don’t use it.”
I didn’t expect you to anyway, you mascot.
We walked briskly while chatting like that.
The next destination, the Mage Guild, was on the opposite side of the Warrior Guild, so we had to walk for quite a while.
While having a meaningless conversation with Millia, I recalled the Warrior Guild in my mind.
The Warrior Guild.
In the original story, it was the place I first visited with Elena.
Students from the Knight Department often honed their skills by taking requests from the Warrior Guild.
But since Elena died, I thought I wouldn’t have a reason to go there, but I ended up visiting it like this.
Visiting a place I frequently went to in the game in this way felt refreshing.
The Mage Guild we were going to now was also a place that appeared in the original work, so I’d be able to see a familiar sight when we arrived.
“Johann, you know, what kind of exam will we take at the Mage Guild?”
“It will be a magic exam.”
“Do you know how to use magic, Johann?”
“My skill is not much different from magic, right?”
“Hmm, that’s true, isn’t it?”
My skill, which was close to a loophole and had ambiguous power and utilization compared to real magic, had unavoidable aspects due to its nature.
Still, it was true that it looked like earth-attribute magic on the outside.
I was planning to insist that my skill was magic.
Earth magic pops out of the ground, and my skill pops out of the ground, so how is it different from earth magic?
Of course, I didn’t use mana, but I could gloss over that by saying I borrowed the power of the skill.
Among the hundreds of skills that exist in this game, there were skills that assisted magic, so I could just insist it was one of them.
“I want to try using magic too~”
At Millia’s sudden remark, I looked at her.
Millia seemed to genuinely want to use magic.
Well, was there anyone in this world who didn’t have a longing for magic?
It was only natural for anyone to dream of using magic at least once.
And this world was a world where you could actually use magic.
It wasn’t just a simple delusion, but a place where you might actually be able to use magic.
…But can we use it?
We’ll have to try it to find out, but magic is probably a talent-based study in the extreme.
I think it was said that natural-born mages were one in ten thousand.
I recited the setting that came to my mind and spoke to Millia.
“The Mage Guild might have a way to determine if you have magical talent, so I’ll ask about it.”
“Thank you! I’ll work hard!”
If Millia could use magic, and if it was quite useful magic, it would be a great help in seeing the true ending.
I grabbed Millia’s head, which was shaking vigorously to the point of falling off, her eyes sparkling.
Even if it’s held together by a band, if you shake it that violently, your head might fall off.
I adjusted Millia’s slightly misaligned head and only then let go of my hand.
I just couldn’t take my eyes off her.
“Hehe. Magic, magic~”
“If you could use magic, what kind of magic would you like to use?”
“Hmm~ magic that would be helpful to Johann? Hehe…”
“Magic that would be helpful…”
“I want to shoot fireballs, and I want to fly in the sky! And also…”
Millia unfolded her endless imagination next to me.
Her imagining things like fire, water, lightning, and even the possibility of handling multiple attributes made me smile naturally because it was so childlike.
The people around us also looked at Millia with warm eyes, finding her cute.
“Like diving underground…”
“Millia. We’ve arrived.”
“Huh? Already?”
Millia finally noticed the sign of the Mage Guild ahead and let out an exclamation.
The Mage Guild, with a sign that sparkled like a neon sign in a modern city, had a completely different atmosphere from the other guilds.
If the Warrior Guild had a sweaty feeling and the Woodworking and Construction Guilds had a solemn feeling, the Mage Guild had a strong eccentric atmosphere.
Not only did it have a neon sign, but next to it, there was a fake bird made of who knows what, doing a tap dance, and a crazy guy shoving paper into his mouth right next to the door, and some mohawk guys coming and going.
The most ridiculous thing was the people who ignored it as if it was nothing.
Just how long have they been like this to ignore such crazy guys as if it was nothing?
No, before that, was it originally a place like this?
In the original work, it had an eccentric tendency, but wasn’t it a place with some common sense?
“Wow…”
Millia must have felt the same way as me, as she couldn’t close her mouth that had been moving non-stop and blankly stared at the Mage Guild.
Should I just give up?
It seems like I can give up on one or two.
I’m going to be an escort knight anyway, so I don’t need a mage certificate.
If I go in there trying to get it, I feel like I’ll be caught by those bizarre guys and suffer.
“Millia, let’s skip the Mage Guild and today-”
“Oh, what’s this, what’s this! A guest visiting the Mage Guild?”
…Guest?
I looked at the person who spoke to me with a bizarre pronunciation, and my eyes were dazzled.
…A crazy blue mohawk was scanning me with curious eyes.
It sent shivers down my spine.
“Who are you?”
“Oh my, who am I? Of course, I’m a mage!”
“No, I asked who you are.”
“I’m just a friendly mage passing by!”
“Just go on your way. Don’t make my head dizzy.”
I sighed and glared with all my might.
It was to drive away the mohawk with my murderous gaze.
But the mohawk ignored my words and continued speaking.
“Johann, let’s go in and take a look! We’ve come all the way here anyway, we can’t just go back!”
“Yes, yes! It’s not a dangerous place, so don’t worry and come in!”
That avant-garde hairstyle makes you have zero persuasive power, you know.
“Yeah, let’s go ba… what?”
No, Millia. What do you mean by that?
I sighed as I watched Millia follow the mohawk inside.
Well, nothing bad will happen.
I followed Millia and entered the Mage Guild.
The interior of the Mage Guild, which I had entered with anxiety and worry, was… pure chaos.
“This magic formula should be written like this…”
“Are you crazy? The formula here should be written like this!”
“Look! My rainbow hair dye magic!”
Are you a gaming mohawk?
I gave up on thinking when I saw the rainbow-colored mohawk.
“Hoho, it’s a bit dizzying, right? But they’re all good people!”
Please keep your distance, it’s burdensome.
I barely swallowed the curses that had risen up to just below my throat and asked the friendly blue mohawk.
“I came to take the 3rd-grade mage certification exam. Where do I take it?”
“Ah! 3rd-grade! Go to that line over there and apply!”
I looked at the line the mohawk pointed to, then quickly turned my head and spoke to Millia, who was looking around the Mage Guild.
“…Millia, let’s go back.”
“Huh? Why? What about the exam?”
Forget the exam, I want to go back!
I don’t want to stand in that line full of mohawks!
“There’s no need to be scared just because they’re a bit unique. Those kids just have that hairstyle because they want to pass the 3rd-grade mage certification exam!”
“…What’s the relationship between a mohawk and passing?”
“It’s the hairstyle that brings luck this month, personally selected by the Great Sage Cullen! They all want to get even a bit of luck! The mage exam is really difficult! You’ve heard that the pass rate for the mage exam is less than 10%, right?”
No, I’ve never heard of it.
“Johann! Why don’t you try that hairstyle too?”
“Absolutely not.”
I’d rather shave my head.
“…Millia. I’ll go take the exam, so look around.”
“Oh my, you’re taking it?”
“I can’t go back empty-handed after coming all the way here.”
The Mage Guild’s certification was treated better than other certifications.
I took a deep breath and moved my steps towards the end of the line full of mohawks.
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