I Aim to Be an Adventurer with the Jobclass of “Jobless”

* Elysian Perspective *

Until I got back to class, I regretted my weakness.

It's not just combat power.

The weakness I now regret is the weakness of my heart.

(Why... I told that story...)

Every human being in this college is a rival.

I'm a competitor.

I think one day I would have found out, but purposefully imitating a flaw from me is tantamount to suicide.

(Mars thought you could help yourself...?

Fight it. Okay, but the strength of Mars is overwhelming.

My admiration fills my heart more than I regret losing the battle.

The strength of Mars was so overwhelming.

If you're such a marsus, maybe you know how you can be strong on your own when you can't use magic?

Yes, I thought about it.

But I found out that was a mistake.

(I couldn't live without being strong... or...)

If so, how sweet of an environment have I lived to be so weak?

And with incredible power, what environment has Mars lived in?

(I want to hear about Mars. Any triviality. There must be a lot of stuff there that I don't have right now......!

I'm sure it makes me stronger than I am now.

That's what I thought.

In me, I felt how much my interest in Mars had grown.

* Mars Perspective *

Back in the classroom, the class already seemed to have started,

"Sorry, I'm late"

"I'm listening. If you're taking a class, take a seat."

As Elisia apologized, a skinny elf instructor told her pale.

We'll take our seats as they say.

"Okay, keep the class going"

Apparently, the class this elf instructor is in charge of is called Magic.

What the hell can I learn?

I took the magic book out of my bag.

Turn the page. and

(... I see)

Feeling lightly glanced through, this magic book seemed to describe the magic you need to master in living as an adventurer in order from the ground up.

Sorcery is inherently something that can be exercised by reading magic books and training them according to the procedure.

There's no way that that magic can be used just because you've seen a highly challenging sorcery book from the beginning.

What you need for witchcraft is a pile of foundations.

By learning basic sorcery, applying it, and developing it, we can master new sorcery, but it is inherently difficult to even do so on a personal level.

Because unless you are a special educated person, you don't know the magic that is the foundation of the magic you want to remember.

Of course, some people, like those who aspire to be adventurers, will be somewhat bright in witchcraft, but it is all too inefficient to remember witchcraft at the discretion of individuals from one to ten.

Anyway, the number of magic books that exist in the world is immeasurable.

There are things as major as they are replicated, from enchantment designations such as the supposedly curse ban.

So I guess this college has made it more efficient to train adventurers and prepared magic books to make them remember only the magic they need at the very least.

(I see...)

It's a big deal. I thought......

(Don't get sleepy...)

Training in the form of physical mobility is still boring.

My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and when I was about to lose consciousness,

- Tung!

And they poked me around the side.

Looking next door, Elisia said, "Don't go to sleep! He looked at me with a troubled face, like he was saying.

(Oh......)

Apparently, you can't spend your time sleeping in seating.

I was desperate to fight drowsiness and finish my magic class.

"I didn't think I'd start sleeping all of a sudden"

At the end of the class, a scolding voice flew in from Elysia.

"Sorry...... So much so that I suspected the instructor was wearing sleeping magic."

"Sometimes magic really flies by some instructors, so be careful."

(... if it was a larnia or something, I'd do it)

Thinking about such rudeness,

"Mars!

Turning to the prolonged voice,

"Oh, Rafi. What's the matter with you?

"Next up is a magic training class, so why don't you come with me to the battle coaching room?

"Are we moving over there again?

"Yes, we can't use magic in the classroom."

(That's right...)

If you use fire magic on this occasion, there's literally a sea of fire indoors.

"Sa, sa, let's go with Rafi!

Rafi grabbed my arm and pulled it.

"Don't rush me like that. Let's go, Elysia."

"Ugh, yeah."

I wonder if the two of you, Elisia and Rafi, don't know each other?

On the way to the battle coaching room, the two of them don't even have the luxury of trying to talk.

Rafi walks next door intertwining my arms with mine, and Elisia follows behind as she pulls a step back.

I guess it doesn't mean it's dangerous.

"Hey, you two know each other, don't you?

I asked the question because I was curious.

"Yes, I am."

"Yes! I've been in the same class since I was a year old"

but that ended the conversation.

He's not very close.

"Rest assured, Mr. Mars! Because Rafi is not interested in males other than Mr. Mars."

(No, that's not what I'm worried about...)

"Besides, there are other things that bother me..."

"Huh?"

"Speaking of which, why are you two so close?

Rafi tilted his little neck.

"Oh, my first friend is Elisia when I come to this college."

"First friend?

"Mars and I are in the same room in the dormitory."

Elysia answered Rafi's question.

"Hey, what!? Were you two in the same room?

Like upset about something, Rafi was stunned.

"Why are you so surprised?

"Yes, no... the deep reason for this... Really, same room..."

Then Rafi roared with a face as difficult as something bothered him until he got to the battle coaching room.