After checking, I found out that Grandpa couldn’t read all my thoughts.

 

He could only hear my voice when I tried to talk to him.

 

Thanks to that, I could talk to Grandpa without making a sound with my mouth.

 

It was such a blessing.

 

I almost added a story about talking to a Mace to Miss Lucy’s ghost story.

 

<Is it the effect of the blessing?>

 

‘Yes.’

 

When I speak out loud, that’s how I sound!

 

<That’s a strange blessing.>

 

‘I think so too.’

 

I didn’t tell him that I was the one who inserted this Mesugaki skill.

 

I knew how he would react if he found out that I had personally chosen this skill.

 

But I didn’t know!

 

I didn’t know I’d possess her!

 

If I had known I would possess this body, would I have inserted the Mesugaki skill?

 

I would have used all kinds of fraud skills and even cheats!

 

I’m someone who wants to live happily.

 

<I have been a believer under my god for a long time, but I still find it difficult to understand his will.> But it is good.

 

Now I have someone who understands my suffering.

 

I do not like the fact that he is a mean and nasty old man, but I can have a conversation without the distortion of Mesugaki skill.

 

But you know what?

 

I have someone to talk to, and revenge is revenge. I picked up the mace that I had put down for a moment to talk.

 

<Girl? What are you trying to do?>

 

‘I am taking revenge, Grandpa.’

 

<Haven’t all our misunderstandings been resolved?!>

 

‘Misunderstanding?

 

I don’t know.

 

All I know is that Grandpa bullied me.’

 

<I apologize! I acted thoughtlessly because I am so old! I am sorry! I will bow my head with sincerity.>

 

‘You don’t have to apologize. I have no intention of stopping because of that.’

 

Grandpa, do you think that you still have your five senses inside the mace?

 

Like touch or smell?

 

I am really curious about that right now?

 

So I’ll try heavenly punishment once.

 

What will Grandpa say if I slam the mace’s head into the trash can?

 

<Girl! The time we’ll spend together will not be easy, so why should we be so estranged from the beginning?!>

 

‘Grandpa, you should speak properly.

 

You were the one who made us stray from each other in the first place, right?’

 

I don’t understand why the knight who was once called a hero and commanded the continent is talking so much.

 

Am I being too harsh?

 

A few days later, I returned to the territory and was living a similar life as before I left for the dungeon.

 

Since I reached level 10 in the dungeon, didn’t the limit for my abilities increase?

 

I planned to max out my abilities at least until I took the academy exam, so I continued to train without resting.

 

As the Iron Wall skill told me to, I held my breath as I deflected the sword that Karl had swung at me, and I put more strength into my hand that held the mace.

 

Until now, I had no choice but to keep defending because of the difference in skill, but now it was different.

 

Now the sword revealed a gap.

 

I can finally strike!

 

<Not yet.

 

He gave you a gap on purpose.

 

Take a step back.>

 

I was planning to continue the attack right away, but after hearing the old man’s advice, I took a step back.

 

Then the knight raised his eyebrows slightly and moved their sword again.

 

It was just as the old man said.

 

What I thought was a gap wasn’t a gap.

 

It was just a trap to draw me in.

 

The old man is usually a nag, but in this case, he is a seasoned hero.

 

How nice it would be if he always showed me such a cool side.

 

What I learned from spending the past few days with the old man is that his way of thinking was stuck at the time of his death.

 

Since the time he was a hero was about three hundred years ago, it goes without saying how old this old man is who is stuck in that time.

 

This old man, who was a knight and a nobleman, found fault with everything in the world.

 

He said that girls shouldn’t act like that when I do something.

 

Even my step lacked dignity to him.

 

I had to follow the etiquette of the table and such.

 

At first, I tolerated it, but after two or three days of this, I couldn’t stand it.

 

So I asked him if he wanted to go into the dungeon again, and he became a little more docile than before.

 

However, this old man was still a bother.

 

It was so annoying that he kept nagging at my actions.

 

I wanted to throw away this mace that contained the old man’s soul, but I couldn’t.

 

The advice he gave me was too useful.

 

When it came to fighting with a mace, the advice he gave me was never wrong.

 

As if he had seen the future on his own, he would look ahead a few steps and tell me how I should move.

 

As I followed his advice, I naturally realised that this was the best way.

 

The part where the old man was helpful was not just in combat.

 

He was also helpful in building my proficiency with the mace.

 

Grandpa’s advice on how to swing the mace better was much higher level than what my proficiency increase could be by itself.

 

As I swung the mace according to Grandpa’s instructions, I felt my proficiency with the mace increasing at a much faster rate than before.

 

A weapon that helps both in combat and in training!

 

How could I give up a weapon that offered such overwhelming efficiency?

 

Even if Grandpa’s nagging caused female hair loss, I had to endure for the sake of efficiency.

 

Sometimes, when it comes to being a veteran, you have to know how to endure it!

 

“Lady!”

 

I stopped moving when I was in the middle of a heated duel with the knight when I heard the maid calling me from afar.

 

“It’s time!”

 

‘Already?’

 

My body is starting to heat up, and I have to finish it?

 

I think I should move around and sweat for another two hours to feel better.

 

It’s a shame, but I couldn’t help it.

 

I had work to do today.

 

As I lowered my shield-holding hand, Karl also put his sword in his waistband.

 

“You’re finishing early today, huh?”

 

“I’m thinking of going outside. You should get ready too.”

 

I need to wash off some sweat and change my clothes.

 

I can’t go outside looking like this, right?

 

I’d be fine, but Benedict would have a seizure.

 

I have to be careful.

 

“Miss. You look beautiful today.”

 

This sloppy knight is acting up again.

 

Shouldn’t I tell him not to call me pretty?

 

As soon as I frowned, the old man’s voice continued from the mace I had made small and put in my pocket.

 

<The knight is right. If you just keep your mouth shut, you’ll be a beauty like no other in a famous painting.>

 

‘Grandpa, shut up.’

 

<Why are you only doing this to me!>

 

What woman wouldn’t be happy to hear someone call you pretty?>

 

‘Grandpa, I’m wearing feminine clothes right now because I have no choice, I didn’t wear them because I wanted to.’

 

<Then shouldn’t you be angry at your knight too?!>

 

I gave up on that.

 

Even though I scolded him several times because he kept talking nonsense in the past, he didn’t give up.

 

He said that the image of a knight he had in mind included such dirty thoughts and dirty words.

 

I didn’t have the confidence to persuade a lunatic who wouldn’t listen to me, so I decided to just ignore what Karl said.

 

He would only do that at first and then close his mouth later because he was focused on escorting me.

 

<Ha, you gave up?

 

Actually, you enjoy being called beautiful, don’t you?>

 

‘Grandpa. Are you going to make me put you in the trash again?’

 

<I’ll shut up.>

 

This old man has things he can and can’t say.

 

It’s not like I’m crazy, so why would I wear a skirt because I didn’t want to?

 

This was Benedict’s order.

 

Benedict let me do whatever I wanted, but he didn’t compromise when it came to clothing.

 

‘You can wear whatever you want at the mansion, but I’d like you to dress like a young lady when you’re out and about!’

 

I didn’t want to do this favour, so I threw tantrums, told Benedict that I hated him, everything I could, but Benedict was uncharacteristically stubborn.

 

What can I do?

 

I acted cute, and tried.

 

But after all, I am the one who receives Benedict’s consideration.

 

If Benedict doesn’t allow it, I have no choice but to follow his orders.

 

That’s why I had to wear the clothes of a noble lady, which you often see in fantasy, whenever I went outside the mansion.

 

Since I would have to wear the uniform of the academy anyway, I consoled myself that I was getting used to it in advance.

 

However, the clothes I was wearing were not the ones Lucy originally had.

 

All the clothes she owned were so flashy that I almost lost my mind.

 

No matter how much I hated that I had to wear clothes that looked like a noble lady, I didn’t have the confidence to wear frilly clothes, so I asked Benedict to order me new clothes.

 

Even though they were new clothes, they were still just skirts that were so fluttering that I felt embarrassed when I wore them.

 

It seemed like it would take a long time for me to get used to this skirt.

 

It looks like a dress that suits me, but from the perspective of the person wearing it, it feels different.

 

Without the tight feeling of pants, it feels empty and unbearable.

 

People are creatures of adaptation, so I know I’ll get used to it someday… but honestly, I’m afraid of that day coming.

 

<But. Girl. Where are we going?>

 

‘To the church.’

 

<Church?>

 

‘Yes. The church of the Lord.’

 

I’m talking about the place where you’re memorialised.

 

Grandpa, shouldn’t I report that I’ve cured Agra’s curse?

 

I’ve incurred the penalty of Agra’s disapproval by doing the cure, so I should do what I can.

 

If the Lord’s church acknowledges that you cured Agra’s curse and I can get my hands on one of the symbols of the Lord’s church, my reputation will improve a little.

 

Maybe.

 

I don’t want to live as a loner!

 

Since I’ve already entered the world of Soul Academy, I want to be friends with the characters I like!

 

I know that the road will be long and arduous, but I can’t give up on this one thing!

 

This is the only driving force in my life right now!

 

We soon arrived in front of the Jushin Church in the Allen family estate.

 

Since the Allen family itself was a very large place, the church here was by no means small.

 

Two elaborate statues standing at the entrance, a large door with various patterns carved on it, and gorgeous stained glass.

 

I was inwardly amazed by the appearance of the church that would definitely be a tourist attraction if it were in reality, and I realised once again that the Jushin Church was a huge place.

 

I thought it was cool when I saw it in the game, but it was really huge when I saw it in real life.

 

How much money did it cost to build this building?

 

“I’m sorry, we’re still preparing for the service.

 

Please come back later.”

 

As soon as we entered the chapel, a priest who had been waiting near the entrance spoke to us.

 

He was about to send us away because it was early, but when he saw my face, he was surprised and took a step back.

 

“…

 

Young Lady Lucy?”

 

What is it?

 

Why are you reacting like that?

 

It doesn’t seem like he’s just responding to my bad reputation.

 

Did Lucy do something to you?