I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The third night after I left the college.

One off-campus survival internship line had reached Lake Vivian on schedule.

It was quite difficult to do that, such as hunting turtles for food on the second day and the raid of a large group of goblins, but that was also a range of assumptions from the teachers, they said.

He smiles and talks about it as usual.

In contrast, the students' faces had a dark colour of fatigue. It's not just a long journey, it's a bad fight.

Besides, I didn't camp the second night.

The forested areas, which were dangerous to advance through the night, had no choice but to camp, but in the plains where night marches were possible, they continued to run throughout the night without stopping the lanes.

I guess that means experience again, too.

The escort students should have taken turns and taken a nap, but they look very sleepy. The difference between status and experience would be that the teachers, who should have been in harsher conditions, are healthy.

Fran? Fran's fine. Anyway, I was taking a nap on Ursi's back. Of course, with the Warcraft up close, you can wake up.

Ursi is no longer required to sleep because of his evolution, and he can work without sleep for a few days. Well, I usually sleep normally because I like to sleep itself.

If it was like this one, it was reliable. In fact, I haven't slept all night since I left, but I'm full of energy.

"You're back in the seftent again."

"Mmm."

The place where the magic school line is tented is next to the town of Seftento. It's not like there are exterior walls, but it's flat, and it's a place that seems easy to camp in. Based here every year, they practice on Lake Vivian.

"Everybody looks asleep"

I don't even think I can get an escort with that.

I can see the drowsy escort students managing to stand on the outpost. That, then, was likely to be missed even if a suspicious person walked through in front of him. You'll definitely be pissed off later.

"Carona, it was now dangerous"

"I've never seen that serious girl sleep before."

I didn't feel like I was sleeping or falling asleep. He woke up with the momentum the moment he stepped out of the boat. He looks around in a hurry and is relieved that there are no abnormalities.

Actually, I suggested we build a wall around the camp with earth magic, but it was rejected by Weena Lane.

Experience camping and escorting in tired conditions is also apparently the purpose of this off-campus internship.

With walls, students' tension would be lacking, and somewhat would not be an admonition for the students if the Warcraft did not show itself.

Spartan, but it will make sense.

The only thing you can do to us is look around so the big guys don't show up. It's by the town, so I don't think the big guy will come out that way, but there's a chance he'll be attracted to the smell of a lot of prey.

I just wasn't going to need that either.

"Master, I've had a lot of it"

I see a bunch of adventurers coming from town to the camp, about 30 of them seemed to be there.

"These are the adventurers of Seftento. He must have been hired by the college as an escort."

"There's Jill."

'That's true. Alliance Master, are you on your way? "

At the beginning, a little old lady. But the magic emanating from him was that of a first-rate demon mentor. Even if you are among the adventurers with everything from young to veterans, you will be the strongest.

It's Grandma Jill, the guild master of the seftent. He is also the person who has asked Fran for a mock opponent for the Adventurer promotion exam.

Looking down at that figure from Ursi's back, Fran turned her gaze towards the void. But all that exists there is the darkness of the night.

"What's up?

"Here comes the Spirit"

"What?"

Immediately after Fran's words, a thin, blurry mass of light appeared on the spot as it gushed out of the darkness of nothing. With the ball size of the bowling, the intensity of the light would be about a bean bulb.

I don't feel hostile.

"Fran. Will you come to the tent?

"Okay."

"I see, the one called Spirit Visualization."

The greatest advantage in using the Spirit is its secrecy. But that also made it inconvenient.

For example, if you use it as a preaching order, as you do now. It is also difficult in invisible spirits, such as when guiding people in emergencies or giving warnings to enemies or the like.

So they have the art of visualizing the Spirit so that it can be seen by everyone. They say it's a technology that anyone can use if they're spiritual users. However, they say that only advanced spiritual users can imitate the kind that delivers their own voice in the distance.

Now Weena Lane has delivered his voice through the Spirit, but it has been quite a high technology. When I was in the town of Aretha, the guild master Klimt was doing the same thing, but he was actually doing a very difficult thing.

When I followed the Spirit to the tent of Weena Lane, Weena Lane and Grandma Jill, who were out there, were exchanging greetings.

Some of the adventurers around them saw it during the promotion exam. It just seemed like Fran didn't have a boy who was skipping the kill. Well, that would be more convenient because I don't want to be bothered by weird things during a request for escort.

"Thank you again this year. Dear Weena Lane,"

"Yeah, please do it again this year."

Two people shaking hands. At first glance, Grandma Jill seems more experienced and great, but the opposite is true. I also found that there was fear and respect in every part of Grandma Jill's words.

"I'd like to do some water practice tomorrow, but what's the situation?

"That's Master Weena Lane. Did you already know"

"Because the Spirit will teach you"

"There's been an anomaly in the lake these days. I was wondering if it wouldn't be the same as usual..."