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We Just Like to Read
My research goal is to create a potion more effective than a High-Grade HP Potion. That’s my current project. I chose this task because, frankly, my pharmaceutical skill level stopped improving with High-Grade HP Potions. I’ve been making time to…
Only when she wears her glasses can she return to her true self. Celestine de Oiria, having slipped out of her lodgings in the old capital city using her usual method, put on her favorite silver-rimmed glasses and became simply…
Previously: The woman targeting Zenos in the underground guild seems to be someone connected to his orphanage days– As night fell over the slums. A lone Lizardman stood at the edge of the town. Following the attack by a faction…
Quite a few people probably know I was summoned through the [Saint Summoning Ritual]. Of course, I didn’t go around announcing it myself. Saying “I was summoned in a ritual” is basically the same as declaring “I’m the Saint,” right?…
“Is this the singing tavern, Nobu, that Krowinkel talks about?” The one peering in through the half-open door was a handsome man with the air of an actor. He was dressed in flashy clothes, but his expression, with a gentle…
Previously: Zenos and his allies repelled a faction of the underground guild that attacked the festival. Underground, a suspicious woman was talking to the attackers. “So, I’ll ask you again, what kind of guy was it who interfered with the…
After the morning lessons end, I’d usually have lunch. But today, with a tea party ahead, I head to the venue without eating anything. I asked the morning instructor, and it seems attending the tea party itself is indeed the…
It was, without a doubt, an incident. Gernot, the tax collector, a regular at Izakaya Nobu, visited during the usual afternoon hours. However, he didn’t order the Neapolitan pasta that he would normally request without fail. “…Red wine. No snacks.”…
Previously: Zenos and the others drove off the men from the underground guild who had crashed the slums’ festival. “Well then, good work everyone.” After the first festival in the slums came to a grand close. With Zofia’s words, the…