“Ugh!”

 

I woke up with a scream and jumped up.

 

I looked around anxiously and realized that this was the dormitory and let out a sigh of relief.

 

I saw Karl beat the alchemist yesterday and still had a dream about being chased by that guy.

 

I thought it was nothing, but it seemed that the trauma of almost being killed by that guy had set in.

 

I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead with my hand and raised my head.

 

Then, a message that I had seen tirelessly and another message that I was seeing for the first time today came to mind.

 

[Enrol in the Academy]

 

[Be baptized in the Lord’s Church]

 

What does it mean to be baptized in the Lord’s Church?

 

[You have been chosen as an apostle of Armadi. By being baptized in the Church, you will prove your authority and at the same time, receive Armadi’s blessing on your body.]

 

[Reward: One of Armadi’s powers.]

 

Aha.

 

What am I saying?

 

It’s about the contract I made with that crappy god yesterday.

 

Since I was rescued from the dungeon, you never answered me no matter how much I called you, and now you’re going to pressure me like this?

 

After all, you’re a sloppy god.

 

Can’t you just stop bothering me like this and just talk to me?

 

As I grumbled about the sloppy god’s actions, my pounding heart calmed down.

 

The sloppy god’s useless actions annoyed me more than the nightmare that threatened me just now.

 

The sloppy god probably didn’t do it on purpose, but it helped.

 

I got up and called the maid outside.

 

“Did you sleep well, Miss Lucy?”

 

“Do you think I slept well?”

 

“… I’m sorry.”

 

The maid, who heard me, trembled her eyes and didn’t know what to do, before offering a polite apology as if her forehead was about to touch the ground.

 

Why is she doing this?

 

It’s just the same greeting as usual.

 

When did Lucy ever say that she slept well?

 

<I thought you were on edge because of what happened yesterday.>

 

The old man who had been silent until now quietly spoke up.

 

‘Why is that?’

 

<You must think it was rude for asking if you slept well when you had a nightmare.>

 

Ah.

 

It’s certainly rude to ask someone who had a bad dream if they slept well.

 

‘But how do you know I had a nightmare?’

 

<You screamed; how would I not know?>

 

I must have screamed quite loudly when I woke up.

 

‘It’s okay, so raise your head.’

 

“You sloppy maid, I’ll forgive you just this once, so raise your head.”

 

“Thank you very much, Miss!”

 

The maid raised her head as if embarrassed.

 

Her face turned pale, as if she thought she had made a huge mistake.

 

I really didn’t care.

 

“But you sloppy maid. Did I get a letter while I was sleeping?”

 

“There is one. The Academy asked you to visit. I think they want to talk about what happened yesterday.”

 

Really?

 

That’s good timing.

 

I was planning to visit them anyway.

 

Originally, I was planning to visit the church first and then go to Soul Academy, but I guess I’ll have to change the order.

 

After being rescued from the dungeon yesterday, I made one resolution.

 

I had to become strong.

 

So that I could handle whatever happened with my own hands.

 

Since I decided to become Armadi’s apostle, Agra would definitely use various means to try to kill me even more than before.

 

So, in order to avoid dying a foolish death, I needed to be strong enough to overcome the trials that would come my way.

 

I had to gather things that I could use immediately.

 

I had to do everything I could before I was in danger.

 

To survive.

 

“Clumsy maid, where is Sloppy Knight?”

 

“If you mean Karl, he’s waiting outside.”

 

Maybe it was because I always called Karl ‘sloppy’.

 

The maid understood what I said perfectly.

 

If this continues, won’t the day come when this person understands the true meaning of my words?

 

I don’t know when that will be, but I hope that day comes.

 

Then I can always have the maid by my side and ask her to interpret what I say.

 

‘Are you ready already? That’s good. Let’s go right away!’

 

“Is that sloppy dog a dog that doesn’t know what to do when separated from its owner? Anyway, that’s good. Let’s go right away when we’re ready.”

 

Because I have to go raid the academy.

 

Yesterday, after being rescued from the dungeon, I was immediately taken to the priests and given various tests.

 

To see if I was under any curses.

 

To see if I had any remaining trauma.

 

To see if I had any mental issues.

 

I knew that they were doing it for my safety, but for me, who was already tired from surviving the dungeon, those tests were truly arduous.

 

I lost consciousness halfway through.

 

By the time I left the church after they determined that there was nothing wrong, the sun was already setting in the sky.

 

After seeing the sky turning crimson, I returned to my dorm without doing anything else and buried my head in my pillow.

 

Then I woke up this morning screaming like a girl after having a nightmare.

 

Have Joy and Jacob come to their senses by now?

 

They didn’t come to their senses until they were rescued from the dungeon, so they were transferred to a different place from me.

 

The priests of the church will probably take action, but I can’t help but worry.

 

Just in case.

 

What if something goes wrong because of the blow I made when I knocked them out?

 

At the time, I made the best decision, but looking back now, I think it was a bit excessive.

 

I hit them on the face with a large shield.

 

If this wasn’t a fantasy world, it would have been attempted murder.

 

Ugh.

 

I’ll have to check on their condition when I go to get baptized later.

 

I hope there’s nothing wrong.

 

As I walked along with these thoughts in my head, I arrived at the main gate of Soul Academy before I knew it.

 

Soul Academy was incredibly noisy.

 

The professors and priests of the academy were gathered together and discussing something.

 

They must have been discussing it because of what happened yesterday.

 

Since it was revealed that Agra could intervene in the academy’s dungeons, they must have been looking for ways to prepare for it.

 

Everyone must have worked hard.

 

If you’re going to do it, please prepare properly.

 

If I were to attend this school, similar things would happen again and again, so I can’t make a fuss like this every time.

 

“Hello, Lady Allen.”

 

As I was about to pass through the main gate of Soul Academy, a guard standing next to me stopped me.

 

“Are you here for the meeting?”

 

I expected it, but maybe they called me to ask about what happened in the dungeon yesterday.

 

This must be the first time Agra’s curse has hit Soul Academy’s artificial dungeon, so he must want information.

 

I also planned to answer the questions the academy asked me if I could.

 

The sooner they came up with a countermeasure, the safer I would be while living at the academy.

 

“You can go to Professor Luca’s lab on the second floor of Building 3 of the Academy.”

 

‘… Who?’

 

“Shoddy security, can you say that again?”

 

“Professor Luca’s lab.”

 

Cancel.

 

Cancel my promise to cooperate.

 

If I were just another person, I would just cooperate quietly, but I don’t want to get too close to that lunatic.

 

That crazy guy showed signs of liking me yesterday.

 

But what if I tell him what happened inside?

 

He’ll completely fall for me.

 

I already have a headache because of Agra and Armadi, and I don’t want to add that lunatic to the mix.

 

There’s nothing I can do about it now.

 

It’s a change of plans.

 

“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of cooperating with this crappy academy.”

 

“Then why come?”

 

“I came to protest. I almost died because of that crappy academy, and you think I’ll just stay still?”

 

When I pretended to smile, the guard backed away in embarrassment.

 

I didn’t know why he was reacting like that when I smiled so kindly.

 

“So, would you please disappear from my sight? When I look at your ugly face, I remember bad memories from yesterday and feel bad.”

 

The guard didn’t stop me any longer and just left.

 

It must have been because Lucy’s infamy had been added to the excuse of being a victim.

 

After entering Soul Academy, I headed toward the largest building in the middle of Soul Academy without any hesitation.

 

“Miss Lucy, may I ask where you’re headed?”

 

‘To the principal’s office.’

 

“I’m going to meet the principal, who is just as shabby as the shabby academy.”

 

As I said before, I plan to work harder to become stronger than I am now.

 

However, even this effort has its limits.

 

Up until now, I’ve pushed my body to the limit in order to pass the academy exam.

 

Even if I continue training more than this, I won’t be able to become stronger any faster.

 

Possell said that if you cross the line now, it will only harm your body.

 

But you know.

 

This limit is only the limit of the body.

 

If you train something else instead of training your body, there is no problem.

 

As luck would have it, I have something else to train for.

 

Yesterday, I made a contract with Armadi and became his apostle.

 

What does that mean?

 

I can learn various useful sacred magic that exist in the church.

 

It is a wonderful magic that sucks up magic power and performs miracles by simply asking the god without having to do complicated calculations like other magic!

 

While your body is recovering, you build up your proficiency in sacred magic, and while your magic power is recovering, you train your body.

 

What an efficient and beautiful cycle.

 

At this point, you must be wondering.

 

Why did you come to the academy to learn sacred magic?

 

There is a reason for that.

 

It is true that sacred magic is very different from other types of magic, but it is magic in any case.

 

Every time you use it, it sucks up magic power.

 

Of course, if your magical power is low, the efficiency of your training will inevitably decrease.

 

And the amount of magical power I currently have is so poor that it will run out after using Armadi’s Mercy three times.

 

I can confidently say that if I start training in this state, I will collapse from lack of magical power in less than thirty minutes.

 

There was a solution to this in the academy.

 

‘Fountain of Magic Power.’

 

It increases your maximum magic reserves and magical power recovery speed, and it also increases the speed at which magical power grows.

 

It is a passive skill that you can obtain after entering the academy and completing various quests given by the principal, but this is not a game, this is reality.

 

If you ‘negotiate’ with the principal, you can obtain the skill without going through the annoying quest.

 

I really hope the principal will cooperate.

 

Otherwise, I will have no choice but to do her dirty work.