It was Michaelâs voice that broke the silence. Nathan nodded slowly. To be honest, he was very interested. Since there was no such thing as magic where he lived, he really wanted to see it and try it himself if he could. Hearing Nathanâs words, Pavan made a strange expression.
âWell. But Nathan, you are a student in our Swordsmanship Department.â
â!â
Swordsmanship? Swordsmanshiiip? With this squishy body? Swordsmanship Department with a body that couldnât even carry a suitcase? Nathan was ridiculous. It was questionable whether this body could hold a single sword properly. If it had been the Magic Department, or the Spirits Department, or Sorcery Department, it wouldnât have been so absurd. Whether or not he knew Nathanâs face was stained with shock, Pavan continued stroking his chin.
ââŚno, I think it would be good to change departments right now.â
Nathan agreed with that a hundred times. He also didnât like to use the original body, but this body was not a body that could hold a sword. It was an unbelievable story to get into the Swordsmanship Department with such a fragile body.
âWell, you can change it right now if you want. In fact, I donât understand why you insisted on the Swordsmanship Department to become a knight âcause you werenât that good in the first place. You arenât werenât able to freely manipulate your magical powers, and your body is weak, so you used to vomit after just a few rounds of the gym. There, you used to fight Hazard for first or second to last place.â
Really, why did he go to the Swordsmanship Department? The more Nathan listened to Pavan, the more he seemed to understand why Pavan did not understand. Because even he could not understand the choice of this ownerâs body.
âAnd Hazard. The story of Hazard comes through here.â
If he was here, they would meet at least once. It would be a lie if he said he wasnât curious. The feelings of wanting to meet the protagonist of this story and not wanting to meet him collided. If he met him, he would be convinced that this place was a novel. There was still enough evidence that this place was in a novel, but meeting the protagonist was something elseâŚ
âNathan. Think seriously. Other departments are fine.â
âMy opinion is?â
âI thought you would allow it too?â
âOf course, it doesnât matter if you have a criminal record. But now itâs high school. No matter how much you want on a major, itâs not guaranteed even if you start in high school, right?â
Michael took a sip of tea leisurely.
âEven if others go through the integration process from elementary or middle school, they pick one place and learn the basics. When Nathan was in elementary and middle school, he wanted to major in swordsmanship and took classes accordingly. It is said that no matter which department you go to now, the basics are not enough. Can Nathan get the same class as the other kids in high school and achieve the same results? I am not sure.â
Well, that was it, too. However, even in this state, even in the Swordsmanship Department, it would not be much different. From Nathanâs point of view, this body was not a body capable of doing the work he was trying to do. Could he properly lift a sword with such a weak arm? Pavan clearly said that âNathanâ was a swordsman, but anyone who had ever moved this body even for a moment would know. This body was so weak that he doubted whether it had the basic muscles necessary for life!
Of course, considering Nathanâs current situation, it might have been that he was mentally exhausted and damaged his health. But after hearing Pavanâs words, it didnât seem like he was in good health either, so would it be alright to continue attending the Swordsmanship Department in this state? Nathan questioned himself and came up with the answer himself. The answer was ânoâ. Predictably, if he continued to attend the Swordsmanship Department like this, he would have been unable to keep up with the class and would have fallen behind. Perhaps the original âNathanâ was in a similar situation. Because fighting for 1st and 2nd place behind the scenes meant that.
Above all, the fact that he had no intention of learning swordsmanship was the biggest reason that made him worry. If so, wouldnât he rather go somewhere that interested him? At the word âmagicâ, Nathan forgot the situation he was in for a moment and was excited. But didnât everyone have a desire for magic? Didnât he ever see a story in a book and imagine it? Hadnât he ever thought that it would be nice if this could become a reality? First of all, Nathan had had thoughts that were close to illusions quite a few times.
ââŚI want to change my department.â
So there was no need to think about it for a long time. It seemed like it would have been better. It was better to be in a place he was interested in, even in order to prepare for what would happen in the future.
âYeah, a different department would be a better fit for you. I donât feel comfortable sending my disciple to another place, but⌠from what I can see, you are not compatible with the sword.â
âStudent Nathan, are you sure about wanting to come to the Magic Department?â
âYes, yes. Magic Department.â
âThen you will have a lot to prepare for. First of all, there are still three days left before high school starts, so it must be busy in the meantime.â
âAfter this, if you have any problems you can come to us adults for help. Iâm sorry Iâve been holding you back for so long, you must be tired from coming all the way here, so go ahead and rest.â
ââŚyes, I will go then.â
Nathan bowed his head awkwardly and headed towards the door. The door opened as silently as when he came in. As Nathan had just stepped out and closed the door, Michaelâs voice was heard.
âOh, Student Nathan.â
âYes?â
âCome back here after breakfast tomorrow.â
ââŚyes.â
A voice spit out in a low, weak voice, and Michael might have heard it, but Nathan closed the door and walked off right away. His shoulders drooped as if he could only relax after being alone. It was then that Nathan realized that he was still nervous. As soon as he woke up, his whole body ached. Seeing that his arms were trembling, it looked like he was going to suffer from muscle aches by tomorrow.
âSighâŚâ
With a sigh, his breath was exhaled white in the air. Nathan just started walking back the way he had come. Before, there were still some people, but now, there was not a single person on the road. The empty hallway was filthy. The winter wind was cold. No, the winter break was over and the students had arrived, so was it now spring?
âCold.â
It would have been nice to have gloves in the luggage bag, but Nathanâs hands quickly froze in the cold. The air was still cold, and the sky was a little cloudy. The surroundings were gloomy like the sky on a winter day. It looked like it was going to snow at any time. Nathan glanced at the cloudy sky, hoping it would snow. It was nice to see snow, so he hoped it snowed. He wished it would pile. Then maybe this feeling of sagging would improve a little bit.
Nathan staggered and sat down, leaning against the wall. Then he buried his face in his lap. During this frantic situation, Nathanâs mood also fluctuated up and down like crazy. He was excited for a moment and then fell to the bottom immediately, and he still was. His mood was sinking indefinitely. From now on, what would he be like? Would he live in the future with the identity of a character named Nathan Norbert?
What should he do if he met someone who knew âNathanâ? In that regard, changing his department may have been a good thing in many ways. Because fewer people knew him outside of the Swordsmanship Department âheâ studied in for several years. Maybe it was better to not be in it at all.
Trudge, trudgeâŚ
And Nathanâs house must be ruinedâŚ? Was the whole family dead? Baron Norbert had only one child⌠It was driving him crazy. He didnât know anything about it, so he would have to look for an article about the case of Baron Norbert. That would make things seem less weird. He could say that because of the incident, his personality went through a change or something, so he changed his mind. AndâŚ
Drip.
Nathan thought so blankly, and when the footsteps he had heard before stopped in front of him, he slowly lifted his head. The messy boots were the first thing that caught his eyes. His eyes then climbed up the long legs, tilting his head high, until he could see the owner of the footsteps.
âWhat are you doing there?â
It was a good thing there was no backlighting. If there were, he wouldnât have noticed immediately who the boy standing in front of him was. The gold colour, like melted gold, shimmered even in the gloomy weather. His cool eyes were slightly frowning as if puzzled and, blue like the summer sky, were looking straight at Nathan.
At that moment, a huge shock struck his head. Nathan sighed involuntarily. Ah, instinct whispers. This person was Hazard. His name was Hazard Erasmus. He was the protagonist of this novel who Iâve met so quickly. Indeed, the boy in front of him was exactly what Nathan had envisioned while reading <Hazard>. So he had no choice but to recognize him at a glance. He couldnât have dared to imagine a protagonist other than this figure.
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