On one of the floors of the central building of the castle, there was a strictly guarded room.
This room was ostentatiously decorated with all kinds of luxuries, elegant furniture, and superior-quality paintings flooded the room. On both sides there are rows of bookshelves with heavy books, filling them without leaving a gap for new books to settle on.
At the far end of the room was a large oak table with documents arranged in two rows, while the person sitting in the chair behind the table read them quickly, flipping them from one stack to the other.
knock knock
"Come in," said the figure seated at the table.
Once permission was granted, the door was opened slowly, allowing entry to whoever wished.
Prime Minister Olsa entered the room with a heavy breath. He evidently had come here as quickly as possible. Even so, his steps were firm and his gestures followed the noble etiquette perfectly.
Once he was exactly two meters away from the king, Prime Minister Olsa asked:
"What can I do for you, your majesty?" For a moment it seemed that his voice was going to fail, but years of accompanying the king by his side allowed him to know what the would tolerate and what he would not.
"How is the hero´s training going?" asked the king without looking up as he picked up his pen and signed one of the documents he was reading.
Knowing the king, the prime minister knew that he was referring only to Yamato and the rest of the tier 4 classes. The others would not be so important as to address them directly.
"Great, your majesty!" said the excited minister “Their growth is something we have never seen before. The Warlord has incredible handling of all types of weapons and has started to build up internal energy, and the Sage has already learned his first tier 1 spell. They have achieved in a month what many cannot achieve in years!"
The prime minister began to narrate the progress that Seto and Tatsu were making, while the king listened as he continued to work on his documents. To other people, this scene could be described as harmonious, but the prime minister knew what was going to happen next.
"As for the Saint, the pontiff has informed us that he has managed to perform healing miracles and is practicing in the cathedral with the wounded people of the capital"
Suddenly, the pen in the king's hand stopped writing, and a tense atmosphere filled the place.
Osla continued to speak as if nothing had happened but the sudden drop of sweat running down the prime minister's temple indicated that he was not as calm as he appeared.
News that the Saint was performing miracles on the city's inhabitants could also be interpreted as the church using him to increase its sphere of influence in the capital among the population.
The relationship between the crown and the church had always been extremely tense.
The king had a natural dislike of anyone who interfered in the control of his kingdom, and the mere presence of the church was something he deeply disliked, so it is normal that the news that the church was using the Saint that the Kingdom had invoked for his benefit, it was not news that satisfied him.
If the king could destroy the church, he would do it without any doubt. Still, in a kingdom in constant war, the church was a necessary evil that help to restore the population's spirits.
Despite the trouble he might cause, the prime minister knew he had to say it. If the king were to find out about this kind of news from other sources, and not from the proper channels, it would have unfortunate consequences. That's how Osla got the job, after all.
Fortunately, the prime minister has been with the king for a long time and he knew what I would do to calm him down.
“The hero, Yamato, is even more impressive. His performance in all fields is equal to or better than the rest of his classmates. Whether it is combat, magic, or miracles, his ability in all these categories has reached the level of the others, despite having less time to learn each subject,” the prime minister said with a tone of wonder and admiration for the talent. from Yamato.
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The quill in the king's hand continued to write as if nothing had happened, and Olsa couldn't help but sigh in relief inside him.
“What about the tier 3 classes?” asked the king, interrupting the prime minister's next words.
“The Master Archer is receiving instruction from one of the archers of the royal guard, and I have been notified that his progress is excellent. Apparently, his precision is incredible, and he is currently learning various skills related to archery” said the prime minister after recalling the advances of the tier 3 classes.
“As for the Magic Tailor, he hasn't started training him yet. His instructor thought that it would be better if he learned the basic techniques of magicians, and learn how to imbue magic into objects, before focusing on learning how to weave ”said the prime minister with a little fear that the king would be angry with him. new.
The king's pen did not stop writing at any time. Obviously, the importance he placed on tier 3 classes was much less.
For a noble, having a minion with a tier 3 class is something to be proud of, for a king it is commonplace.
If it weren't for the extraordinary growth of otherworldly summoned people mentioned in the ancient palace books, the king might not even have bothered to keep the ones with tier 2 classes.
"Good," said the king as he finished writing and put his pen down on the table.
“I want to see his progress personally” said the king, looking into his eyes for the first time in the entire conversation.
“Of course, your majesty. I will order that tomorrow they perform a demonstration of his progress…”
“No” Interrupted the king “Send them to a dungeon or send them to exterminate bandits, I don't care, but it has to be real"
“But, your majesty” Osla said “it's only been a month. They're not ready for—” The prime minister's words were interrupted by the king's gaze. The prime minister knew what would happen if he contradicted the king again.
"Do it"
"Yes, your majesty"
…
“An expedition to a dungeon?” Austin said confused.
"Apparently, those at the top consider that in addition to training, practical experience is necessary. That is why an expedition to a dungeon near the capital is going to be organized so that you can learn to survive in the wild” Albert replied as he addressed the entire group.
Zack and the others were listening to Albert about the details of the exploration.
At first, Zack thought to go to the library to study some of the books that he had not finished yesterday. He now found himself hearing that they were going to be sent to fight in a dungeon on his behalf, after having officially learned only two tier 0 spells.
While Zack was wondering if there was any way to escape the kingdom in the next twenty-four hours, Austin raised his hand to ask a question.
"What?" Albert said upon seeing Austin's behavior.
"What is a dungeon?"
Hearing Austin's question, the eyes of the others fell on him.
"You're kidding, right?" Albert said upon hearing Austin's question.
Seeing Austin's goofy face, Albert knew that this idiot had no idea what a dungeon was.
Albert raised his hands to his head.
"Can someone explain to him what a dungeon is?" Albert said, too tired to deal with this.
Hearing Albert's question, Miyu got up from her seat and said:
“A dungeon is a place where there is an extremely high accumulation of chaotic mana, which causes the local fauna to mutate, turning them into stronger and more aggressive versions. These changes cause them to attack the local population repeatedly. To prevent them from doing more damage, the wizards of the kingdom decided to block access to these areas using magic, leaving them locked up. That is why they are called dungeons” Miyu said as if she had memorized the whole book where she read it from.
"If it's so dangerous, shouldn't they have been exterminated by the people there a long time ago?" Austin asked surprised.
"It can't be done. Even if someone decides to kill those beasts, new animals would flock to the area, attracted by the high mana concentration. Even if they wiped out everyone and didn't allow passage, new monsters would spawn in the area based on the characteristics of the place.
To prevent the integrity of the seal from being compromised by too large an increase in the number of monsters, outsiders regularly enter to exterminate those that have appeared since the last extermination.” When Miyu finished speaking, she stared at Austin strangely.
“It's on the list of books we had to read” Shun said, looking at Austin coldly.
Shun and Miyu have already finished reading the list of books that Albert had assigned them. At first, it should be impossible, but with the increase in intelligence generated by daily reading, they were able to finish the list a few days ago.
Hearing Shun's words, Austin wanted to retort, but he didn't know how to do it. He still hadn't finished reading all the books.
"That´s it. And you are going to be sent to clean out a dungeon” Albert said.
"That?" Albert said when he saw Shun's hand raised.
“Wizard Albert, are you sure there hasn't been some mistake? Frankly, I don't think the four of us are capable of this task."
Zack completely agreed with Shun's words. Sending them to a dungeon is exactly suicide.
"What are you talking about? When I say you're going to go to a dungeon, I don't mean the four of you” Albert replied to the question.
For a moment, the four of them were hesitant to hear Albert's words, until they realized what it meant.
"All the summoned heroes will go to exterminate the monsters in the dungeon"