Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 76 Sharpening the Blade
All the gold coins were spent, and only a few silver coins remained in his pocket.

Hopefully, I'll achieve something tomorrow, otherwise I'll end up having to rely on Senior Delia for food.

The thought of that miserable life sent a chill down Yaro's spine.

Unfortunately, the academy stipulates that apprentices can only enter the eerie space once a day.

Therefore, even if Yaro wanted to continue entering the strange space, he could only wait until tomorrow.

Stepping out of the mysterious hall, the sounds of the bustling street filled my ears.

Judging by the time, it should already be evening, but the street around the battle corner is still crowded. This is because many of the eerie spaces can only be entered at night, and apprentices who are preparing to enter these spaces usually arrive around dusk.

Huh?
Yaro glanced in surprise at an apprentice squatting in the corner of the street.

He seemed very excited when he saw me just now?
Noticing Yaro's gaze, the apprentice calmly turned his head and continued to look at the mysterious hall, as if waiting for someone.

Yaro looked closely for a few moments, feeling that the faces were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't find any recollection of them. He simply assumed they were passersby he had met a few times before and stopped paying them any mind. He then turned and walked towards the corner of the battle street.

After Yaro had been gone for a while, the apprentice hesitated and glanced into the mysterious hall a few times, sighed a few times in a pretentious manner, and then merged into the crowd.

……

"You saw Yarrow come out of the mysterious temple? And then you saw him buy a whetstone and rust-preventive oil?"

"Yes."

"Keep an eye on that place tomorrow. He'll most likely go there again, and that's our chance!"

……

Since entering the academy, Yaro has focused his main attention on learning and practicing wizarding knowledge, and has neglected the care of his 'partner'.

Only after a careful inspection did he realize that the knight's longsword, which had been with him for so long, was covered in scars.

His hand traced the rough texture of the sword, carrying Yaro's memories through countless battles.

The rounded, blunt edge of the sword is from cleaving the wooden puppet's hard body.

The fine scratches above the sword tip were caused by slashing at the cast iron grappling hook.

The sword's horizontal surface bears several slightly darker brown lines, scars from numerous parries and intense clashes with weapons during battles against pirates.

The surface of the knight's longsword is covered with a smooth oxide layer.

This is the result of over a hundred battles and countless bloodshed, staining the precious sheath with an unknown amount of oil and blood.

Cool stone powder was evenly sprinkled onto the scarred blade.

As it was continuously wiped, the old rust-preventing oil and the unidentified substance mixed with a fishy smell began to fade, and the dark brown sword gradually revealed its luster.

At the same time, Yaro's heart, like this sharp blade, gradually grew filled with murderous intent.

laugh!
The grease has obscured its luster once more, but its sharpness has already begun to emerge.

……

The next day, Yaro quietly got out of bed.

The leg wraps were carefully wrapped around the legs.

The hands were carefully bound.

Layers of leather armor were put on.

After inspecting the inside of the leather shoes, put them on and then tie the openings tightly to prevent sand and gravel from getting in.

Stuff the glitter powder into the leather armor on my left hand, into the pocket where I kept my spellcasting materials.

Keep the antidote close to your body to prevent it from falling out.

The pendant, worn close to the body, can be pulled out for easy access.

then……

Snapped!
Longsword acquired.

I pushed open the wooden door to the cubicle. Creak!

"Senior Delia?" Yaro was slightly taken aback. "Why are you up so early?"

Delia, sitting beside the charcoal pile, glanced at Yaro, who was fully armed, and finally stared at the longsword in Yaro's hand.

"Ready for battle?"

Yaro asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

“The rhythm of that sharpening last night was obvious to everyone,” Delia said matter-of-factly, flipping the grilled fish in her hands. “Tell me, what are you planning to do?”

Yaro glanced at the neatly arranged armor beside Delia, shook his head helplessly, and took a few steps forward.

"It's really nothing. I found Brother Desi yesterday, and he's going to take me into the eerie space today."

Yaro was hiding something.

In many situations, it's unnecessary to explain every little detail to those who care about you.

"Today?" Delia shuddered, flour splattering from the grilled fish in her hand.

“It’s alright, senior,” Yaro squatted down beside Delia and smiled easily. “You went in several times but failed to activate your mental power. You couldn’t gather your own mental power, so the danger you encountered must have been much greater than mine.”

"Not to mention that Senior Desi was there to guide me. I didn't intend to go into any particularly difficult or strange spaces; I just wanted to see what it was like inside."

Delia remained silent for a long time, then slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with determination. "Without recklessness, without greed, without fear, you will be invincible!"

Yaro clenched his fist and pounded it against his chest, making a loud thud. "Of course!"

“Then…” Delia paused, picked up the fish charcoal tied up beside her, and said, “Take these grilled fish with you.”

"These grilled fish are the best food in this eerie space."

"They have a sturdy shell and are not easily contaminated by random things."

Is there really such a saying?

No wonder my senior's grilled fish business was so good before.

No wonder those people were eyeing my senior's grilled fish business.

Any business that can be associated with eerie spaces has incredibly high profit margins!

Just like some sailors who, after making money, engage in extravagant revenge spending.

So, no wonder...

Yaro stood up with a relaxed expression, patted the dust off his legs and feet, and said with a smile, "Alright then, senior, just rest and recuperate. I'm looking forward to fighting alongside you!"

Carrying a row of fish charcoal on his back, Yaro strode out, waving his hand casually to indicate to his senior that there was no need to worry.

……

Could it be them, the person from yesterday?

Light footsteps tread on the soft grass, and gentle sunlight shines on Yaro's deep eyes.

His relaxed demeanor was just something Yaro deliberately put on for Senior Delia's benefit. How could he not know that someone had been following him yesterday?
Do you really think you can hide in a crowd and not be discovered?
Do you know if I have a master-level "Cat Style Fist - Running"?

Looking back on all the days since I entered the academy, the only people I've had any negative interactions with are that one group of people.

However, Yaro really couldn't understand it.

Why are they so fixated on me?

Because Senior Delia doesn't go out, so you're using me to threaten her?

From a normal way of thinking, this is the most likely scenario.

It can't be that they attacked first, and I retaliated and injured one of them, so they hold a grudge, right?
Yaro couldn't figure out the reason, but that didn't stop him from preparing.

(End of this chapter)