The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man - 237 Episode 51

“Die! Definitely die!

Even as Pruitt screams, he walks like he’s rolling.

Then as the giant double-headed dragon sounded like a joke, it approached.

“Look, don’t let it distract you Dorasuke throws up flames, so avoid it or you’ll burn to death. ♫”

Double-headed dragon – A small sphere of light arises in the mouth of Suke Dora and a spark erupts. The sphere of light gradually grows larger, and its light becomes stronger – emitted at high speeds.

My vision is dyed white and the blast blows away.

When Pruitt, leaping far above, flashes the spear the teacher gave him, the silver light crosses in and cuts off Dorasuke’s entire body.

“Yes, Suke-chan Dora loses.”

When Nero rattles his fingers with his pussy, Dorasuke’s body, which should have been torn from his torso to a crossword and desperate, sticks and goes back to being neglected.

“Everybody, it looks like it’s over, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

At the next moment, the view of Mia and the others moves from the reddish wilderness to the park in front of the second school building.

Nero trains after giving minimum information. And as soon as the training ended in this way, it was transported to this park without a busy explanation.

I thought I was gonna die for real this time.

With Pruitt’s bright blue, bloody face, he spits out words that have become routine every day.

“I guess my senses are already paralyzing at a time when I’m done with that degree of sentiment”

Cliff laughs dark in a slightly fed up mood.

“Every day, every day, they’re chasing me around.”

Looking at the smudges and voids, but nodding, yeah.

“But it’s getting stronger.”

to Eight’s powerful words,

“Really? I’m getting stronger!

Mia agrees immediately.

As a result of surviving five torture-like fights every day more satisfactorily than that training, he had gained strength that was not comparable to before.

Most of all…

“But you haven’t won yet.”

Pruitt shrugged,

“That’s right.”

Teresa nodded smudgingly, too. These two words truly tell the difference in power between Mia and her.

“Then we’ll go back to the dorm and do it again in today’s training review!

Everyone nods at Eight’s suggestion and whips back to his tired body.

After dinner, we all come up with the problems of today’s training.

After that, he received a request for a brief miscellaneous quest from Lize’s Adventurer Alliance.

The request is to adjust the magic prop. Rise, where Mia and the others are now, is entering a period of development, with a lot of science and technology and magic props brought in every day.

Most magic items need to be regulated by a magician once every few months. Few of them can be difficult to think of, so if you go to the Adventurer Alliance, you will be asked to do so every day.

And it’s just a basic task for the Mias to adjust their magic props and other things they can do now even if they’re closing their eyes. In just a few minutes, you get 3,000 to 5,000 Gs. If you’re gonna make money, I’m not gonna do it. It’s a quest with no hands.

(Something’s strange…)

Mia is saving money because she wants to start doing business after graduating from the Demonic Knights College. More precisely, I want to help my mother.

I went to see my mother and found out what the teacher meant when he told me to forgive my father. My mother’s partner was my father. Of course, at first, I was just spoken to by my father unilaterally, not a word of conversation or anything.

I would have stubbornly refused before and never visited him again. But now I am bound to visit at the end of the month as my mother asks.

Honestly, I’m not sure I can forgive my father when asked. But even if I can’t forgive my father for abandoning Mia and my mother, my father and mother are now as alive as they were before. And Mia wanted to see more of it.

Two aristocratic mansions today and the luxury accommodation we are now visiting.

“Thanks! The boulder is a student at the School of Magic Instruction. Wow, that’s a handful. Look, signed done.”

A well-deserved general gives Mia a signed consignment form.

“Thank you.”

When you receive the form and miss it,

“Eat this too. It’s a treat from the Liza Society.”

Your wife will give Mia the package. The indescribable sweet fragrance stimulates the sense of smell when the wrap is opened. Was this a chiffon cake?

“I love this, thanks!

When I put the wrap in the back, I bowed my head again and left the inn behind.

(This way is closer to the Alliance)

It’s a dim alley, but if we stick around here, it’s Lize’s Adventurer Guildhouse, and we’ll go this way.

Honestly, this halfway dim feels anxious to step into the foggy woods.

Mia is now a hero of Lord Witchcraft and cannot be scratched by thugs or bandits. There should be no worries or other fine dust, but this finesse. Maybe the darkness is what fuels the fears of the original.

When I go on for a while, for a moment, I feel uncomfortable like I dived into the water.

(Is this the juncture?

Lord Witchcraft is a magical hero, and Dr. Nero says he has excellent magic detection, and has the ability to detect and automatically disarm things that are interfered with by magic on his own. Was it automatic and activated?

(No, maybe it’s my fault)

‘Cause it was a moment, and sometimes this happens a lot. You won’t have to worry about it.

As I walk, it catches my eye that two men are talking at the front crossroads.

They disappeared into the darkness as soon as they noticed Mia.

(I’m pretty sure that guy…)

Now Mia is well visible to the distance thanks to her glasses. One of the two photographed in that Mia’s eyes was Mia’s well-known figure.

(Can’t be in a place like this)

There’s no way this guy is in a place like this. That concludes Mia walks out to regain her mind.

Mia will regret for the rest of her life the fact that she decided it was not enough to take the events in this back alley and did not consult her friends or Mr. Nero.