Volume 1 Juvenile Chapter 82 Sadness
Lilith was injured.
She was attacked by Dai Nina in the back, cutting a wound.
Sasha's appearance put a stop to the dispute in time.
I don't know exactly why, but they just got into a fight.
Lilith's swordsmanship struck me, and I felt worthy of being a student who had received special attention from Sasha.
But judging from what they just now, the two sisters didn't seem to intend to be cruel to Lilith, but Lilith looked annoyed and angry, which made them take it seriously.
Cessney is older, not too impulsive in comparison.
Dai Nina attacked Lilith just now, and I think Cessney can do the same, but she wouldn't dare to hurt the student with real knives and guns.
If Lilith has three longs and two shorts, then it will rise to the conflict between the races.
Cesney bullied and bullied her classmates at most, and I felt that Dai Nina had learned from her and lacked thinking, so she didn't have a sense of proportion.
Luckily, Lilith's injuries weren't too serious.
After Sasha had healed her in time with magic, it was the first time I had seen such a horrible look on her face.
Like an angry tiger, he took away the three people who made trouble, and it is estimated that they will be severely punished.
A few more days passed.
I sat in the classroom, looking at the barn full of snacks, touching my head, thinking about a question.
It seems like the two sisters haven't stolen anything from my desk since the day Lilith fought.
Actually, I don't mind that.
As an adult, I can't be so narrow-minded.
Snacks are not a big benefit, they are gone, and there is no loss for me.
I just found out today why the Sethneys gave me cookies before.
It's not that they are weak-hearted, so they kindly share my food and condolences.
The reason is that they like to eat meat, no matter how bad they are, fruits and the like, and biscuits are the thing they hate the most, so they throw them to me, and they also give them away.
Actually, that's what I wanted.
I'm using all of these snacks to cash out Elena, hoping to increase my favorability.
In recent times, several members of the competition team have made rapid progress in magic scrolls, and now they are all starting to go out on their own to find the appropriate crafting materials.
I looked very crane-tailed, and I was still struggling with how to use the magic scroll.
Colaire doesn't bird me at all, he just calls me as a human being.
I wanted to ask Amya to help with the labor, but I learned that she was also taken by the teachers to intern at the Adventurers' Guild.
I wonder if she'll remember me when she comes back?
I've occasionally opened a magic scroll once or twice on my own, but I haven't been able to use it successfully.
The first step in using a magic scroll is to open it with your mind.
Then sense the magic of one part of it and urge it so that the magic scroll can run smoothly and release the corresponding magic.
The appearance of magic scrolls has greatly improved the phenomenon of too much forward swing when magicians use magic, and often the magic that can only be used after reciting spells for a long time can be done with a single scroll.
In case of emergency, you can throw it as a bomb and detonate the magic inside with a single thought.
Now, I'm targeting Elena for help, hoping that she can help me solve my problems in this area.
Because I could go out, I was looking for materials to make magic scrolls, so I justifiably left school for this reason and practiced secretly.
Sasha allowed me to leave the school despite telling me that I was on the verge of being assassinated again, as I had done last time.
Time is like this, and half a year passes unconsciously.
Half a year has passed.
I learned a lot about magic scrolls under Elena's tutelage.
Today, I have the ability to make scrolls on my own.
It's almost time for the students who went out for internships to return.
I don't know how much money they have made in the past six months, I really want to envy it.
The thought of my belt tightening made me worry a lot.
It's another snow season.
Recently, everyone's training has been stagnant, the reason is that the weather is too cold, everyone can sleep comfortably, and it is no problem to sleep all day.
I lay on the bed in my dorm room, and found that it seemed to be just dawning, looking out the window at the goose feathers and snow, and wanted to sleep a little longer.
Something suddenly occurred to me, and I sat up sharply.
Today is my birthday.
It's a big day.
This means that from now on, I am a 16-year-old adult.
This world is different from previous lives, and boys and girls are defined as adults when they reach the age of 16, which means that they are old enough to do that kind of thing.
After getting dressed, I looked at the empty dormitory, and I felt a little lonely in my heart.
The rest of the interns haven't come back yet, and at this time, Heck will take the initiative to chat with me.
Now I miss him a little.
Probably because people are always a creature who is afraid of loneliness, when they are young, they feel nothing at home alone, but when they are old, they are not necessarily.
Since it's a birthday, you have to have a little sense of ceremony.
Looking at the worn-out calendar, which I circled here on December 1st.
After that, I'm going to go to Bada City and see if I can get a birthday cake.
I remember that there was no concept of a birthday cake in this world, so just buy a cake and a few candles.
Just as I was about to go out, the door to my bedroom was suddenly opened from the outside.
Footsteps came from the hallway.
"It's Randy, how are you training, we haven't seen each other in half a year, right?"
Appearing at the door was an ordinary-looking black-haired young man about my age.
I thought it took me a while to remember his name.
He's my roommate, Rogers.
Helping the other party put away the luggage, I noticed that Rogers' face was very haggard, and the whole person looked thin and weak.
I remember that he wasn't like this for half a year, and he changed so much, no wonder there was a sense of strangeness.
"Hi, Randy."
"Finally met."
"Hello Randy."
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Several roommates walked back to the dormitory one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
I found that each of them has become much thinner, so I think they have been forced to squeeze in a position similar to that of an assembly line?
Otherwise, it wouldn't look so miserable, didn't it mean that it was to make a lot of money, and it wasn't to carry a barrel into the factory.
I was going to make small talk with them, but suddenly I heard a shocking and heart-wrenching news.
Heck died.
I was just surprised why Heck hadn't come back yet, and the news caught me off guard.
At first, I thought they were joking, but the heavy expressions on everyone's faces made it clear that they weren't.
I asked, desperate to find out the cause of Heck's death.
Heck was bitten to death by the Red Dragon.
To be precise, he died to save his female companion who was too frightened to move.
I learned from other people that Heck and his expedition party were looking for the Red Wind Eagle's nest on the edge of the cliff, intending to collect the Red Wind Eagle's feathers.
This wasn't a dangerous task, and there were five members of the team, even if they met the returning Red Wind Eagle.
But instead of a giant eagle as big as a tiger, they encountered a fire-breathing red dragon ten times larger.
Although the red dragon is not the strongest, it is the overlord of the natural world in this world.
There is a fairy tale about the dragon taking the princess and the heroic knight going to save her.
The prototype is derived from this powerful creature with intelligence, the red dragon.
When Heck saw the red dragon, he knew that he was not an opponent, so he chose to run away as soon as possible.
One of the girls was so frightened that her legs went limp and she fell to the ground.
Seeing that he was about to be bitten by the red dragon, Heck stepped forward and pushed the girl away.
The girl was eventually rescued, but Heck was torn in half by the red dragon.
The red dragon did not kill all the others, but flew away directly.
None of the people who had been inspecting Heck could look directly at him when they saw his terrible condition.
He was split in half from top to bottom, part of his internal organs rolled on the ground, and under him was an ever-expanding pool of blood, and the scene was extremely bloody.
Heck, who was dragging his intestines, closed his eyes and swallowed when he saw that the girl he was protecting was safe and sound.
After hearing this, I felt very uncomfortable.
Heck was the only friend I had a good relationship with at this school.
At first, he took the initiative to talk to me, and then I got acquainted, and gradually found that he was a simple and honest person with a good heart.
He was so high-spirited when he left, but I didn't expect it to be the last time I saw him.
Today's birthday, because of this incident, has lost the joy and color that it should have.
I ducked back into my bed, alone under the covers.
Familiar people are gone, and I naturally feel sad.
It wasn't until the afternoon when the principal was in the playground that I was woken up and walked out of the dormitory.
Principal Vic specially held a memorial service for Heck, mourning such an outstanding student who sacrificed himself for others.
When his family received the sad news, it was said that they would also be compensated by the school.
I understand that no amount of compensation can get a life back.
Adventurers, who look beautiful and go wherever they want, are actually second only to the hard work of farmers.
They often sleep in the open, worry about money, and even risk dying at any time in the process of performing tasks in the field.
I've heard Sasha say that, according to rough statistics, 43 percent of the country's people die each year by risk-taking.
And most of them will be defined as missing by the guild, and will be defined as dead after a certain period of time.
Why, because death needs to be confirmed by corpses and relics.
Some adventurers died outside, and no one even knew about it.
Even if the body is found, it may not be possible to tell who it is.
Therefore, the guild defines these adventurers who have not heard from them for a long time as death after a certain period of time.
Sasha says it's a cruel world, and most of the adventurers are here to make a living.
After saving enough money, they will choose to retire decisively.
Because of this incident, I had a psychological shadow on the idea of going to the Adventurer's Guild to find a part-time job.
I was depressed for a few days, until the coins in my pocket reminded me that if I didn't get a job, I would probably starve to death.
So on this day, I came to Wayne's office, desperately needing to pay back the favor I owed me last time.