I gently shook the flat wooden box, which was slightly larger than my palm, but heard no sound of the contents moving. Tapping it with my finger only produced a hollow echo. I was somewhat skeptical: "Isn't this an extremely valuable item? Those strange guys even devised a show to attract attention in order to successfully acquire it..."
"If it's useless, then wouldn't all our efforts be wasted?"
"You'll have to ask them about that. Even things that seem like a waste of effort aren't entirely meaningless."
The mentor once again revealed a mysterious smile, but refused to say more.
When I asked, "Is it okay to open it and take a look?", my supervisor replied, "Whatever~ Anyway, you won't need this even if you look at it now~" and then drifted away into the distance.
Seeing her rush back to grab the pillow and then hurry away again, it was clear she was going to catch up on her sleep.
By the way, I can't understand what's written in this ancient book at all.
I have absolutely no idea what's so interesting about all these strange horizontal and vertical lines, and there are even people who treat them like treasures... Were the creators of this world idiots?!
...
Two days after handing the wooden box and its contents to Grey, I returned to the Sacred Tree Stronghold at her invitation.
The investigation into the unexpected collapse of the observatory is nearing its end. Although Professor Adrian has not been found, the academy has issued relevant public notices to alleviate the students' anxiety.
Of course, the truth of the incident was not mentioned in the public announcement; it was only vaguely referred to as an "experimental accident."
The rescued boy woke up the next day, but unfortunately, he seemed to have suffered too much of a shock, forgetting not only what had happened before, but also his own name. Fortunately, he did not show any obvious aversion to people, only occasionally showing a little unease when he was alone, which gave the young assistant who was mainly responsible for taking care of him a headache for quite some time.
Furthermore, there's no need to elaborate on the fact that the college's practical activities were postponed as a result.
The sword-fighting tournament at the Sacred Tree Stronghold wasn't particularly exciting. It's said that Hiro originally intended to participate, but his mentor grabbed him by the ear and dragged him away as he left, turning it into almost a one-sided exhibition match by Miyuki. A few others did show some promise, but they only managed to hold out for a short while before being defeated.
Furthermore, the Hurricane Blademaster, who was scheduled to appear in an exhibition match, did not show up even a week after the main event.
This displeased many eager spectators, who spread rumors such as "Hurricane Sword Saint is nothing but a fraud" and "He dares not show up because he is afraid of facing [Frost Sword] and seeing through his disguise of weakness." However, these rumors quickly dissipated on their own amidst astonishment.
—While advancing westward, Thunder Wolf Dragon was intercepted and killed by Hurricane Sword Saint halfway; the former died, and the latter was wounded.
This also explains why the Hurricane Blademaster has been slow to appear.
Of course, this has nothing to do with me finally getting a break after being busy for a while.
I am currently nestled in my miniature garden, deep in thought, holding an invitation with a familiar pattern.
Yes, it was sent from home.
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