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The most common job in the academy (3)

What is to come has come.

Chris ate an early morning meal and packed his bags for the field trip with the other students.

The students, who had spent their time practicing on-the-job training for several days, couldn’t hide their excitement.

Even if I was going to field training in agriculture, it was very welcome to go out of the city.

At the meeting place Chris heard about, other students including Rosefeld and Elesis had arrived first.

The number of students who joined him was about ten.

Not only students from the Faculty of Magic, but also students from other faculties were mixed.

Since the field of practice is a field, most of them were students of the Military Faculty.

A little away from the students are the best members of the Seidran Kingdom.

One squad of the Royal Knights.

Equipped with lighter equipment than usual, they came to accompany the students to escort them, and will not leave the students’ side no matter what happens during the mission.

Beyond the laid-back atmosphere of the Knights, you can see the adventurers who are the protagonists of this mission.

Thirty or so adventurers are spying here and there in the academy.

Even to Chris, a worn-out adventurer and mercenary, they are reliable veterans.

Chris, who discovered the royal knights, the foot soldiers, and even the magicians dispatched from the royal family, questioned the unexpected sight.

‘… Are there no priests? It’s a rare thing.’

To think that there is no clergy with such a large number of people moving.

Is it because Seid, which doesn’t even have a theology department that is found everywhere else, is a royal family?

Chris made his way to the stable, secretly relieved.

If there was a priest, he was going to ride the horse provided by the academy, but that was no longer necessary.

“Oh, can I speak?”

The stable keeper, who confirmed Chris’s visit, headed to the place where the ghost horse lived.

But isn’t the inside of the spacious stable already empty?

Chris wondered if he had found the wrong room, but the stable keeper rubbed his eyes.

“Huh? Where did this guy go?”

“Hee hee hee.”

Then a familiar sound came from the stable next door.

Chris opened the door there without the stablekeeper’s permission.

Then I saw a ghost horse wearing a pretty mare.

Apparently, the stable keeper came here secretly.

Chris called the ghost horse, ignoring the slightly surprised stablekeeper.

“Come out quickly. no time.”

“Food good… … .”

The ghost horse, who was grumbling dissatisfiedly, reluctantly leaves the stable.

As Chris rode it back to the rendezvous point, the eyes of the crowd were on him.

Not only the students who rode on the horses of the academy, but also the knights who already had excellent coursers were amazed to see the ghost horse.

“You can ride something that big.”

“It’s a high sword, so it’s nice to say that.”

“Can I touch him?”

When Rosefeld, who seemed familiar with words, petted him, the ghost horse cried in satisfaction.

The reaction is very different from when the owner, Chris, petted it.

Chris gave him a slight kick in the side, but he didn’t budge.

Finally, when the departure time came, everyone at the rendezvous point began to move in unison.

It’s not very fast because of the infantry.

The opponent is a bandit with a considerable scale, so it is more important to properly form a siege rather than attack speed.

Of course, of course, there was no fool who would bandit near the capital of the kingdom of Seidran, which belongs to a powerful country.

Because of this, the party planned to spend a day only reaching the destination point.

The foot soldiers marching with spears and shields also get on the carts waiting outside the city gates.

For the first few hours, the students were quite lively, but as the tedious trip continued, the ranks began to disintegrate.

Chris took a good look at his escorts and spotted the robed wizard.

Looking at the patterns on her clothes, she seems to belong to the royal palace, but the way she covers her face is very suspicious.

Besides, it feels like other people are secretly avoiding her.

Chris quickly recognized who she was by picturing a few body shapes in his head.

“… … .”

The wizard flinched as he rode up to her.

Chris asked quietly, bending his body so that no one could hear him.

“Dean, what are you doing here?”

“What do you think you are doing?”

Despite asking plainly, a rather sharp voice came back.

Chris guessed in her mind what her intentions were.

‘Did you come to watch over your nephew Rosefeld? This woman secretly takes care of Rosefeld, right?’

Because she has no husband or children, she has a special interest in her nephew.

Perhaps the reason why there were no priests in the party was because she used her hands.

If Chris’ identity is revealed here, she will also be in trouble.

The dean, who had been silent for a while, asked him out of curiosity.

“How did you find out?”

“Hey, I’ve been fooling others about the fictitious me.”

Chris used to change his face, even using expensive magic tools.

It was not a matter of recognizing the dean’s awkward camouflage.

Of course, since the dean is a high-ranking mage, he could disguise himself much more elaborately if he wanted to, but… … .

If you do that, it will be difficult to use magic in case of emergency.

Chris, conscious of the eyes of others, had a falling out with the dean around that time.

Then, after a late supper, we got off our horses to camp, and the students of the Royal Academy groaned.

It must be that the whole body is numb and aching because of the long ride.

The military department, which usually trains on horseback, is relatively good, but most of the magic undergraduate students are half crying.

The teacher who was in charge of leading this field practice told the students.

“You cook and sleep separately from other people. Cook and make a bed right now.”

“yes? There are so many troops that followed as an escort… … .”

“If you don’t do this, it’s not field practice.”

The place where the group stopped was a wide open space along the main road.

There’s a lot of people, so there’s no need to worry about boundaries.

Chris, who quickly occupied a good spot, said to Rosefeld and Illesis, who had followed him.

“I’m going to eat and make a bed, so please remove the stones around you. I’ll get you some firewood.”

“Isn’t it possible to light a fire with magic?”

Illesis asked, and Chris immediately shook his head.

“It’s fine as long as you’re going to eat, but you can’t use magic all night long. If we don’t get firewood, we will have to sleep trembling.”

Chris, who had been looking for firewood in the forest, gathered stones to make a campfire and started preparing to cook.

While waiting for the water to boil, arrange a place to sleep and make a windbreaker using excess fabric.

Not much time had passed, but the positions of the three had changed to that of veteran adventurers and soldiers.

The instructor looking around the camp saw Chris working alone and asked.

“Did you go camping a lot when you were at home?”

“I tried it like eating.”

Chris replied, adding various ingredients to the boiling water.

The dinner he chose was a meat stew.

Other students were eating dried beef jerky, but he even prepared proper meat and vegetables.

A dish that requires only adding the trimmed ingredients to boiling water in order and at the right time.

In addition to Chris, there were students who prepared plausible ingredients, but cooking as easy and effective as this was rare.

Camping was much harsher than the students expected.

Thanks to that, the other side is still organizing the campsite, let alone start cooking.

Chris waved his hand when he saw that Elesis had pulled some edible plants from somewhere.

“No, it’s okay without it. The ingredients have been prepared leisurely.”

“okay?”

As Illesis puts the weeds into the bag with a sad expression, the dean’s expression turns strange as he watches them from afar.

Perhaps he noticed the culprit who destroyed his flower bed.

Chris tried to ignore her gaze and turned his attention to the almost finished stew.

In fact, since they were very wealthy students, the overall condition of their portable food was good.

Even if it was smoked meat or biscuits, it wouldn’t be much of a problem to solve one meal.

Especially since Chris has a health bonus on the status window.

But girls like Illesis and Rosefeld weren’t that tough.

It is very difficult for beginners to travel with head wind for several hours.

It would be even better if he ate a proper meal, as his stamina was much lower than it looked.

When Chris scooped up a bowl full of stew, the two women accepted it questionably.

This is because, until now, Chris hadn’t shown himself cooking.

However, as soon as the warm soup bowl melts the frozen hands from the cold wind, the spoon starts to move.

Their bodies were starving far more than they thought.

“hmm… It tastes better than it looks.”

“You must have done a lot of camping. I will eat well.”

The hot soup goes down your throat and fills your hungry stomach.

Not only Illesis, who grew up relatively poorly fed, but also Rosefeld, who usually had a short mouth, quickly held out an empty bowl.

The feeling of fullness provided by the thick soup is incomparable to that of portable food.

Other students who had barely managed to organize the camp came in after smelling the proper food.

However, they snooped around to grab a bite and turned around when they saw the empty pot.

It didn’t take long for the stew filling the pot to disappear.

After a hearty meal, the fatigue that I had forgotten about hit me all at once.

After rinsing their mouths with tea, Illesis and Rosefeld quickly lay down on a bed by the fire.

I ate a lot of hot soup, so I was able to withstand the cold that came up from the ground.

Eventually, the rest of the camp fell asleep one by one, and the dean, who was far away, sneaked up to Chris’s bed.

Perched on a fallen tree, she quietly asked Chris as she cast several warning spells.

“Can I do something that deserves attention?”

“Since you’re already disguised as a High Sword, wouldn’t it be better to show off your moderately outstanding appearance?”

When people see someone who is superior to them, they pay attention for a moment at first, but then, for their own pride, they subtly look away.

It is similar to how a fox sees grapes in high places and calls them sour grapes.

The dean sneered at his words and kept his seat.

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Making tired students stay up all night is a bit excessive.

Because of this, it seems that the guards are in charge of this guard duty.

Chris subtly took rhyme to ask about the outcome of the search for the black flag.

“By the way, what is the name of the bandit we are going to defeat this time? Seeing a force of this size come out, they must be quite famous.”

The bandits aren’t some kind of mercenary… … .

It’s a little funny that thieves even have names attached to them, but that’s what you have to do to distinguish them from the rest.

The dean shook his head after seeing through him.

“They say their name is the Green Brotherhood, but they probably aren’t really curious about that… I still haven’t found any bastards who do black flags or something.”

“… I am surprised.”

Even though I had little time to spare, I thought I would have obtained plausible information at the level of the dean.

The dean raises one eye as if his expression is offended.

“Look at this? It’s not what you think. That means there are too many suspicious people. I didn’t even know there were so many spies in my academy.”

“Oh yeah?”

Seidran Royal Academy is enough for spies from all over the world to hide.

It’s worth keeping an eye out for the talented people who will be responsible for the future of this mighty kingdom.

The dean shoves Chris’s head and spits it out on the bed.

“I will tell you when the time is right, so stay calm. If I get caught wandering around, it will be difficult for me too.”

“thank you.”

Chris covered himself with a blanket and chewed on the information he didn’t expect at all.

The target of this field trip, the Green Brotherhood, was an unwelcome old acquaintance.

A gang of bandits that Chris encountered while working as an adventurer and mercenary.

If they were the opponents, the odds of this extermination being very successful were rare.

Of course, I don’t think this side will lose.

If it was a fight where the odds of winning were questionable, there would be no reason for the students to accompany them in the first place.

Chris’ worries went in a slightly different direction.

‘Those bastards, I don’t know anything else, but the one skill of escaping is amazing… … .’

The leader of the Green Brotherhood was strangely unrepentant.

If he feels even the slightest danger, he recognizes it like a ghost and runs away early.

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Most of the famous bandits were good at escaping, but this guy was exceptional among them.

Chris thought of his dead partners and looked forward to a reunion after a long time.