Who Says I'm Not a Proper Adventurer?

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Dungeon Settlement in Progress...

"What?!"

The question was so jarring that Necros wondered if he had misheard.

"But it’s only been a week, at most, since you got that booklet!"

He was floored by this absurd pace.

In just one week.

The boy before him had managed to unearth such profound potential from that Breathing Combat Technique.

He had even forged an Advanced Specialization that changed his physical form.

Just what kind of terrifying Talent was this?

Could this kid really be comparable to Valerian, the "Third Hunter King"?

Whether it was Lance’s outstanding aptitude or his extraordinary comprehension.

Or perhaps his Constitution was just perfectly, almost inhumanly, suited to this Breathing Combat Technique.

Regardless of the reason, it was enough to prove that this young man’s future was limitless.

As for Gideon, who stood to one side, the aversion on his face all but vanished after hearing that Lance wasn’t a Dragon Descendant who had inherited his power by bloodline.

As long as he wasn’t one of those Dragon Blood Nobility punks who ran around causing trouble, banking on their ancestors’ glory.

"What exactly did you two experience inside that historical echo projection?"

Gideon’s tone had softened considerably as he began to ask about their experience inside the historical projection.

Lance didn’t dare hesitate, honestly recounting what had happened in the Projection Space.

Of course, he cleverly concealed the fact that he possessed the Talent of Unlimited Stamina.

’Since they only saw fragmented battle clips, as long as I deliberately steer the conversation and focus on other things...’

’These two old-timers won’t get too suspicious.’

After listening to Lance’s orderly account.

Gideon nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Elisya’s line of fate, you say..."

The Elder Mage had no intention of elaborating further on this topic.

’Now that I know it’s a fate-grafting Technique, I can go back to Violet Academy and find a professor from the Divination Department. They might be able to determine exactly what line of fate was grafted.’

He turned his head to look at the student in the Water Element’s arms.

"I have to take Cecilia back to the manor to recuperate first."

"The other instructors responsible for clearing the nodes just informed me via the Long-distance Communication Skill that all the other students participating in the internship have also made it out safely."

"Furthermore, they all encountered, to varying degrees, completely different historical echo projections."

Gideon’s tone was grave.

"I’ll let the children rest. Tomorrow, I’ll figure out how to handle this matter."

"Mm."

Necros nodded, his expression heavy.

’Someone else is clearly pulling the strings here, though I don’t know what their goal is.’

’But this method is enough to put Gideon and the others on high alert.’

’Perhaps they’re trying to do something to Violet Academy through these students.’

This matter was on a level far too high for the Adventurer’s Guild of a small border town to handle alone.

With that settled.

A complex Teleportation Array immediately lit up around Gideon.

With a flash of light, he, the Water Element, and Cecilia vanished on the spot.

In the silent sea of flowers, only Lance and Necros were left, staring at each other.

"That old man is still as grumpy as ever."

Necros scratched his graying hair and sighed helplessly.

"He’s probably still mad at me for assigning you to be Cecilia’s internship mentor."

"Let’s go, kid. Looks like we’re walking back to town on our own two feet tonight."

Lance obediently nodded and followed.

But he grumbled to himself, ’I’m pretty sure that old man is actually mad at me.’

The long walk back in the night was a bit dull.

However, it also gave Lance the perfect opportunity to calm down and properly check his gains for the evening.

The routine commission to clear the magic power radiation point was successfully completed.

But what Lance prioritized first was checking the information on the final fate-grafting from the historical projection he had just finished.

With a flicker of his will, he unhesitatingly opened the system panel.

[Grand Composite Ritual Technique: Fate Transcription · Historical Echo Projection... Exhausted and collapsed.]

[Calculating final settlement for the instance "Elisya’s Little Whim"...]

[This instance settlement is divided into Historical Projection Settlement and Instance Reward Settlement... Beginning Historical Projection Settlement...]

[Historical Projection Objective: Withstand the Demon Tide for one hour, recreating the historical figure’s grand feat of protection. (Completed?/Completely Ruined!)]

[Overall System Evaluation:]

[You completely ignored this historical projection’s meticulously designed dramatic tension and romantic core!]

[In the original fated script, this was meant to be a moving defensive battle filled with desperation and perseverance.]

[But you, with your unreasonable Unlimited Stamina and brutal hand-to-hand combat skills, forcefully turned a romantic defensive battle into a one-sided "species-wide massacre"!]

[Not only did you fail to make the weakened female protagonist feel even a sliver of romantic affection from being protected.]

[You even subjected the female protagonist to intense visual shock by gruesomely dismantling a Giant’s skeleton right in front of her.]

[The most outrageous part is that after the battle ended.]

[You actually used physical contact to forcibly pour a massive amount of Ethereal Magic Power into her body, ultimately causing the female protagonist to faint on the spot from magic power overload!]

Seeing this last, extremely specific evaluation of his actions...

...dark lines instantly creased Lance’s forehead, and his face turned blacker than the bottom of a pot.

He would have been fine if this damn system hadn’t brought it up.

But the mere mention of it made his stomach churn with anger.

He had tried his best to prevent it.

But he truly couldn’t control himself when his brain short-circuited in "Dragon Form."

In that inhuman state, his mind seemed to be completely stripped of normal human morality.

Seeing his companion in a state of magic power depletion...

...the only thought that popped into his head was to unhesitatingly use his own Trait, "Joy Spring," to forcibly refill her Ethereal Magic Power.

He still couldn’t figure it out.

How on earth did he manage to pump such a massive and pure amount of Magic Power into that Half-Elf Maiden in less than ten seconds?

And after pumping her full, he just dusted his hands and deactivated his Dragon Form.

Leaving his normal self to face this toe-curlingly awkward social-death situation.

"Sigh..."

Walking along the quiet forest path, Lance let out a deep sigh.

He felt that after he got back, he absolutely had to find a suitable opportunity to talk to Cecilia alone.

He couldn’t just pretend it didn’t happen. Some problems had to be faced head-on.

Lance pushed aside his tangled thoughts.

His mind filled with regret, he steeled himself and continued reading the rest of the information on the panel.

[Final Evaluation Conclusion from the Historical Projection: This was a documentary of a slaughterhouse from start to finish, with absolutely no romantic atmosphere to speak of!]

Looking at this scathing evaluation written in bold red text...

...the corner of Lance’s mouth twitched violently a couple of times.

[Comparing role-play compatibility with historical character "Karen Valcius"...]

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