Ronan/Quotes

* *Well, good riddance. Stepping on dog shit on your way out wouldn't hurt. You damn sticky mess.*
* *One was fried alive by a hot-tempered red dragon, and the other one was sealed for eternity by an oldman called Lorehon. I don't know what you guys were up to, but it's all over now.*
* *Seriously...What a damn annoying one to the end. What do you mean there are no strong ones left?*
* *Did you think you all were strong because I was? Huh?*

Chapter 2: A Somber Tale (2)

* *Damn it, hero or whatever, let's start with stopping the bleeding. Your wounds are deep.*
* *What? You called me by my first name, asking for help.*
* *I'll tell you beforehand, it's going to hurt a lot. You might scream or even faint.*
* *At least it's meaningful to be able to die like that? Not regrettable enough to lose the sword.*
* *Well...I want to go to the Hundred Rose Knights and the sea. Completely naked.*
* *He got stuck to me, so I cut his wings off. After that, it wasn't anything special. Deflect his attacks, dodge and attack when there's an opening.*
* *Our comrades, while they might be crude, were still pretty decent individuals.*
* *Would you use your authority as a Grand General to take care of the bodies? The regulations state that the bodies of fallen disciplinary unit members are either left as they are or collected and burned, but this time, if it wasn't for those bastards, we probably wouldn't have won.*

Chapter 3: Coward Aselle (1)

* *The perpetually scowling face of a syphilitic yam hasn't changed. Was it this bad?*
* *Do you know how to swing a blade? If you think swinging a stick is the same as swinging a staff, you're mistaken...*
* *My sister's butt is what? What were you saying?*
* *Kids without parents always act up...I don't have them either, though.*
* *Tch, I've definitely gotten weaker. I'm exhausted from just this much.*

Chapter 4: Coward Aselle (2)

* *The tuition fee, right? I'm really grateful, but I'll just take your heartfelt intention. The place I'm planning to go requires more than this.*
* *This stubborn fellow. Come on, why do you think I called you here?*
* *As expected of a young magician. Your mind is sharp. Here, take this.*

Chapter 5: Coward Aselle (3)

* *I'm in the process of writing the first page of "Ronan's Biography", The Empire's greatest History book.*
* *Yesterday afternoon. They like you, you know? What could be a better source of pride than having their only child enter Philleon?*
* *That's right, you're a loser. You were so afraid of bullying that you tormented a junior, a pathetic piece of trash. Why do you think you were the only one who didn't get hit back then? You were beyond pitiful. Not even worth hitting.*
* *But, those kinds of things are all trivial matters. They're aspects that can be fixed easily.*
* *Misusing your talents with various excuses will undoubtedly lead to regrets later. I guarantee it.*
* *Ugh, my morning dumps are more attractive than this.*
* *Sir, please answer when asked. Even if I weren't in a hurry, I would've burnt your goods. You want me to set your palanquin on fire with your fancy pipe?*
* *Sure. Pick one. The first option is that we become Lunar Goblins ourselves. We raid merchants at night and take their treasures. If they resist, we'll add a few extra holes to their heads. How about it?*
* *Selling you off to a brothel. There are perverts everywhere who like pretty boys like you. Short nights cost 10 silvers, long nights are 30 silvers. If you want to get blown, it's 7 silvers. What's the tuition fee? If you roll around for a month, you'll be fine until graduation, won't you?*
* *Exactly. An academy. Not just any academy but a place where the cream of the crop from the continent gathers. Do you think those brats will be friends with peasants like us who reek of cow dung?*
* *The only way we'll be recognized is through skill. Unfortunately, Philleon is a place where only the best of the best among the noble children gather. They've probably been cultivating their talents since they were in diapers, right? There's only one way to surpass those kinds of people. Practical experience.*
* *Yes, practical experience. When the noble kids fall, pretty maid sisters come running with potions and bandages, but when we're in trouble, ugly goblins come charging with clubs. I can guarantee you, one real-world experience is more meaningful than a decade for those brats. Unless we screw up big time.*

Chapter 6: Coward Aselle (4)

* *I asked you to do what you could. Eventually, there will be plenty of things only you can do.*
* *Do you know how filthy those bastards' hands are? If they spread some strange disease, you could just die.*
* *Anyway, as long as it sparkles, just grab everything. Those dumb bastards, not knowing how to use these, are acting foolishly.*
* *Wow, it heals so fast. These alchemical products are indeed something. 'Sacred Donkey,' remember that too.*
* *What are you blabbering about? Then should I use it since I'm not hurt?*
* *By the way, I'd love to see the faces of those bastards. Don't you think so?*
* *You damn bastards! I'll cut your hands off and stuff them up your arses!*

Chapter 7: The Girl Who Will Become a Countess (1)

* *Could those two have been smugglers from Kaliborro? But they seemed too...stupid for that.*
* *These scoundrels have nothing better to do than torment mute creatures.*
* *A pair of idiots were fleeing with it stuffed in a pouch.*
* *It's alright. I don't expect any reward for rescuing an animal.*
* *...I've seen everything after living for so long.*
* *Damn, it's not really dung, is it? Aselle, give it a taste.*
* *Relax your body! Hold the reins lightly! You don't want to be treated like a fool who can't even ride a horse, do you?*
* *What?! Look again, even I can see that it's a sapphire.*
* *Three coins it is then. You greedy raccoon. Let's go, Aselle.*
* *It's not manure. It's something a bird laid and left. Should I call it cheap and gone?*

Chapter 8: The Girl Who Will Become a Countess (2)

* *Damn...Could it really be a gem and not just a piece of crap?*
* *Oh? No, I'll just keep it. I can't sell something I don't even know.*
* *Think about it. Why do our males often make mistakes? Like the so-called youthful indiscretions...*
* *Like the night when the maid's buttocks looked especially tempting as she cleaned dishes...You don't really have only one child, do you?*
* *Hey, um, I have a curious question, Count...um, are you silver...below as well?*
* *Why not? You know, down there, the...ahem...private parts and, um, the backside...Do you have...silver hair? Nobles might be different, I was just wondering. Hehehe.*
* *It wasn't directed at you. You, flat-head girl.*
* *If you don't want trouble, don't touch my face. Got it?*

Chapter 9: The Girl Who Will Become a Countess (3)

* *A sword is just a tool, Who wields it is what matters.*
* *Damn, all I need to do as a swordsman is kill effectively. Usually, what do people showcase?*
* *So, in simple words, it's like my own poop that I've given strength to and extracted.*
* *I'm Ronan. By the way, you're really damn strong.*
* *I need to end this quickly.*
* *I have a talent. However, my balance leans a bit to the right.*

Chapter 10: Towards the Institution

* *She was quite the independent girl, huh? Guess you can't trust rumors that say girls with big hearts are kind.*
* *Skills...damn, there's really no such thing.*
* *For crying out loud. Why should I know about dining etiquette in the North?*
* *Disease? Damn, I still have a long way to go before I grow up. Even at this point, I can't match our General.*
* *No matter who it is, I'll just tear them apart if they touch my sister.*
* *It's good, huh...but is it so good that you've secretly tried sticking it up your butt or something? Huh?*
* *Well, well, now you even know how to protest loudly?*

Chapter 11: The Lion and the Dream Bird (1)

* *Come on, Aselle. It seems like you're growing some backbone. Lift up the one lagging behind there.*
* *It's alright, Aselle. I understand. You don't often see such a pretty little thing. I was surprised too.*
* *Thank you too. When military life feels like hell, just think about the idiots in the disciplinary unit. Those brats can't even manage to rust properly.*
* *Ugh, just write 'country bumpkin' on your forehead and be done with it.*
* *No. Who wants to get trampled by the crowd?*
* *Hey, idiot! You nearly got us killed! Have you never seen a centaur before, you beastman?*
* *Long time no see, Werelion...Jeez, sorry about the window.*
* *Sorry? Why are you apologizing to us who just barged in and broke the window?*
* *We're the ones who should be sorry. Let's end this ridiculous farce.*
* *I just did what I could. By the way, you're a professor at Philleon? Quite the remarkable individual.*
* *By the way, you might need to improve as the new guardian. Those thieves, they were affiliated with Kaliborro.*

Chapter 12: The Lion and the Dream Bird (2)

* *No, you said it's an egg. So, it's not just going to hatch into a blue bundle of fur like this? It's not like planting a bean and suddenly getting a watermelon.*
* *Sounds amazing...I'd probably aim for it too even if I am not a poacher.*
* *Well, I've seen shameless folks, but this one takes the cake.*
* *Of course. Giving us something so precious, thank you somehow doesn't feel enough.*
* *I'm not going to be swayed by giving you a beast and be left empty-handed. Besides, I've wanted that egg ever since you mentioned a steel beak or whatever.*
* *Finally showing your true colors, huh? With your dwarf size, one meal will suffice. That's all from me.*
* *You call that a question? You better hurry back and beg him to give his recommendation again.*
* *By the way, this is actually pretty good. I like the feeling of clutching it knowing it's not dung.*
* *A mysterious and inexplicable something even the talking lion couldn't explain.*
* *Only because this midget's been blabbering about you all day. He kept singing and saying he wanted to see you...*
* *I did. To put it another way, I couldn't even pee in front of that nobleman.*

Chapter 13: Practical Exam (1)

* *Damn, this isn't just spacious. It's like raising three dragons.*
* *I understand. But I won't be playing by their rules.*
* *Who cares? If anyone asks, I'll just introduce myself as an uneducated servant.*
* *Damn, it's so long. How can that even be a name? It must be an incantation.*
* *In such a dull place, they should let people chat. Hey, don't you think so?*

Chapter 14: Practical Exam (2)

* *Whether you're a marquis or a lunatic, I don't really know, but why did you leave your belongings unattended and try to borrow mine? Were you born because your father couldn't properly guard his belongings?*
* *I don't care. Just accept the tip I'm giving you.*
* *What's he up to now? Perhaps he's going to sing?*
* *During times like these, you're supposed to thank me, you fool.*
* *Heh, maybe it's because a vulgar commoner woman's laughter sounds just as vulgar. I'd even prefer the sound of my own fart.*
* *If you want to smile, then smile.*
* *I just took a wild guess. They said it doesn't even get scratched by considerable attacks, but I'm here.*
* *I've become incredibly shallow and coarse now that I've regressed.*
* *Yes. The diagonal sweep you did while making three turns. How did you do that?*

Chapter 15: Practical Exam (3)

* *Just like everyone else, I want to learn.*
* *Oh, you changed clothes? And you have some skills too.*
* *Wait a moment, I have a question. I inserted a handkerchief into your underwear, but why are you challenging a girl to a duel?*
* *Are you scared of me? Just playing around with the girl because she's an easy target?*
* *Right, I can endure quite a bit, but you really can't. Let's do it, the duel.*

Chapter 16: Announcement of Results

* *What did you show them that made them so impressed? Did you use your telekinesis to clean the judges' seats?*
* *Just saving time for other important activities, like taking a dump. Isn't it weird that I didn't know all this?*
* *I'd rather stick a sword up my butt and slice a watermelon.*
* *Why are you worrying so much? If you fail, I'm failing with you.*

Chapter 17: Empire's Rising Star

* *Lying? Who the hell are you to say that? Do you have proof that I'm Ronan? And why are you talking informally with me? Huh?*
* *Yeah, you brat. You should know that being first all the time doesn't mean you shouldn't be satisfied with second. Isn't that right?*
* *Truly a phantasmal species. You've been dutiful even before birth.*
* *Let your head cool off until the entrance ceremony, you brat! A man should know how to acknowledge results!*

Chapter 18: Blood and Egg (1)

* *Shullifen is a decent person. He just gets carried away in certain situations.*
* *So, don't worry, my friend. He surely took responsibility for yesterday's events.*
* *Considering we weren't arrested this morning, it's pretty clear.*
* *He really can't draw worth a damn. Well, then again, considering his rough hands, it's impressive he managed to draw something like this...*
* *It's not pouting like a sulking child, is it?*
* *This is insane. It's not some caterpillar, but an egg going through molting.*
* *At this point, it's not enough even if it sprouts steel feathers or feathers of flame. Something even more incredible needs to come out.*

Chapter 19: Blood and Egg (2)

* *Don't you guys recognize your own comrades? It's Ahaiyute, a hunting dog from the Demire branch!*
* *Well done. If you still have a doubt, you can ask your wolves. But then again, it's not unreasonable for someone who was recently promoted to not know everything.*
* *Even though I'm tired and disgusted, I did well by sparing you. There's truly nothing like a fellow.*
* *First things first, let's clarify...I'm not Ahaiyute.*
* *I gave myself the name I hate the most. It's because I have to act like a damn poacher.*

Chapter 20: Blood and Egg (3)

* *Don't be so impatient, come out already and show us what bizarre creature you are.*
* *You truly have the mind of a wizard. If that's the case, then we need to give it more blood.*
* *How do you think it feels to take a bath in blood?*
* *But still, you little rascal. You nearly got me killed.*

Chapter 21: Blood and Egg (4)

* *Well, something like this. Can a poacher like Valus do anything worthwhile?*
* *Isn't it great? It's a job where you wipe your hands with blood and earn money, and it's not even human blood, so there's no guilt involved.*
* *Yeah, punk. Become a traitor to the organization, or become a stuffed specimen. Looks like you haven't been in this business for long.*
* *That's right, Valus. I cut off their heads and this furball stripped them of blood.*
* *Hehehe! Now that the demon's messenger has drunk your blood, you won't be able to hide anywhere in the world!*
* *It's a secret. I might be able to get more, so take care of me, Duon.*

Chapter 22: For My Sister (1)

* *Damn, where are we taking refuge?*
* *I've been well, ate properly, and the carriage wasn't a big deal, so don't worry about it.*
* *First of all, these aren't clothes you'd wear while working. By the way, are you still working in the fields? What about the money I gave you?*
* *Please give us everything she's chosen.*
* *Listen well, Noona. I received a full scholarship, and I'll receive a scholarship until I graduate with honors. On top of that, various grants are pouring in, and I have more money than I can spend. So please, spend the money for me.*
* *Did you get a good look? Staring so blatantly at someone else's family.*
* *This damn...I mean, no. Don't cause a scene in broad daylight, just go your way.*
* *Such a pain...You call this a scratch? Let me show you what a real scratch is.*
* *So this is what you call a scratch, you bastard? Show me what a scratch really is.*

Chapter 23: For My Sister (2)

* *Love can be quite scary.*
* *You crazy idiot...do you even know what you're giving?*
* *Come to think of it, apart from my sister, this is the first time someone else is cutting my hair.*
* *It's quite burdensome, how did you handle this, Noona?*
* *Guess it'll become a hassle again until I grow it out.*

Chapter 24: For My Sister (3)

* *But seriously, what's going on right now? They suddenly called me out and told me to fight.*
* *I'm here to test the sword.*
* *He seems to have high expectations, but it's a pity.*
* *Can I face all of the 2nd-years alone?*
* *I just watched once and then learnt.*

Chapter 25: Admission

* *It was a good match. I wanted to see how far my sword could reach.*
* *Even though I rushed into it, I don't know how much you all were on edge. Sincerely, I thank you seniors for granting my reckless and impolite request.*
* *I am Ronan, the freshman from the martial arts department.*

Chapter 26: Banquet

* *I might as well give up being a swordsman and learn magic instead...*
* *It's like a ghost is pinching the nipples.*
* *Why the sour expression? Do you crave shit or something?*
* *Come on, even a wyvern won't attack a carriage unless it's provoked. Isn't it fine?*
* *It's not just a bird, it's a phantasmal creature. It's more reliable than most mercenary groups, so don't worry.*
* *But what's your intention in meddling with my sister's matters?*
* *Why wouldn't I remember? You used two short spears, right? You held the left one in a reverse grip.*
* *Of course. When you swing a mace, it's better to shift your weight a bit more towards the back.*
* *Well, at least I got to see if her underwear is purple.*
* *Get to the point. Make it as concise as possible.*

Chapter 27: First Class

* *Just make good food, that's all I need. I've got all my limbs attached.*
* *Then, if I were to smear feces on the wall, you'd clean that up too, right? Or if I peed on the sink instead of the toilet?*
* *Not an easy one, are you? Let's get along.*
* *Damn it, even if it means getting dirty, I'll learn.*
* *Herbology, Magical Combat, Basic Archery...damn, why do they all look interesting?*
* *...Why would I die for doing what I want?*
* *I want to stop hearing about how I couldn't learn anything. I'll learn everything I can.*
* *Imperial Swordsmanship. I'm learning it properly for the first time.*
* *Argh, that guy who doesn't know when to stop. He thinks everyone already knows everything. You're supposed to practice consistently.*

Chapter 28: Gran Cappadocia (1)

* *I did too well and got kicked out. I was too upset.*
* *While it's nice to find out things I didn't know, there's no sense of accomplishment. It was fun learning your techniques on my own.*
* *Well, the person swinging it is important, not the sword. Of course, I'll choose the most sturdy one.*
* *Damn, it's not that I'm not using it, I can't use it. It's driving me crazy.*
* *Yeah, it does if you know how to handle mana. I've decided to pick a better weapon and use it properly.*
* *Nine certificates. Thanks to them, my timetable is completely empty.*
* *If you know any good classes, introduce them to me. All I'm doing is training my stamina.*
* *Well, it's not like I would understand if it's difficult. It's just simple.*
* *...Yeah. I felt like I was becoming a monkey or something. There seems to be something fundamentally wrong.*
* *Be careful, you two. If you provoke him, you might end up living as ashes.*
* *An armorsmith werewolf, this is intriguing.*
* *The stench of a dog is quite overpowering. Are you the owner of this forge?*

Chapter 29: Gran Cappadocia (2)

* *It seems living in a cave for four hundred years can mold your brain in strange ways.*
* *I don't care about the price. After all, I'm not the one paying.*

Chapter 30: Gran Cappadocia (3)

* *You're quite something, seriously. Trying to be a merchant in this situation.*
* *You didn't suddenly put on a merchant's disguise after living like a mole for hundreds of years, did you?*
* *This should be a turning point to wake him up. We can't let that 'Rising star of the Empire' mess around with women...*
* *Oh, you're here again today, Senior Braum. I didn't have much else to do. By the way, how's the greatsword?*
* *Hmm. So that workbook wasn't interesting after all. Reading isn't as bad as I thought?*
* *This is the Black Dragon Orsego...as for the others, what kind of creatures are they? Is this one not human?*

Chapter 31: Reunion (1)

* *Oh, don't worry about it. I've already named it, so we just need to have some fun watching it.*
* *Are you that excited about them, these bundles of fur?*
* *For heaven's sake, let go! Varen, help me out here!*
* *For crying out loud, you're a Wyre Lion! You don't get to order me around like this! Argh, don't twist it!*
* *What the hell was that! What's with this sudden behavior? Damn it, do you have any idea what you've done to a student?*
* *If she tells me to lick her toes after cutting off my limbs...I'd probably have to do it while crying.*
* *For crying out loud, not my ears! Alright, fine, I'll tell you. The sword...Did Doron make it for you?*
* *I'll give it a try. Even though I don't really understand what's what.*

Chapter 32: Reunion (2)

* *There's something wrong...the atmosphere feels very different.*
* *If someone tells me that iron flowed through her veins instead of blood, I'd believe it.*
* *Could it be her fourth life? No, if that's the case, she must have been living by cutting fabric or something. In that case, did the General I knew die there? Damn, what exactly happened?*
* *I just did what I learned.*
* *She must have had some potential that made Navirose allow it, right? Just now, it seemed like she was quite capable as an assistant.*
* *Let's have our duel then. I can't stand watching this anymore.*
* *Well, you don't need to know. Just get ready quickly. Is it okay here?*
* *Just shut up, and I'm glad this is Philleon.*

Chapter 33: Reunion (3)

* *You didn't eat the school lunch through your asshole, right?*
* *The academy is all fine, but this is the only thing I don't like.*
* *You don't have to cut your hair for a while.*
* *I've never had a senior like you, you bastard. And I don't care about that crap.*
* *Remember. If you act like that to her once more, I'll cut off your pathetic little thing and stick it to your forehead.*
* *The most pathetic unicorn in the world. You'll probably even be shunned among the unicorns because your horn will be pathetically small.*
* *Do you want to die? You locked eyes with me earlier. Remember?*
* *Step aside. I can't stand seeing people like you being cursed and those bastards who are just standing there watching are the same.*
* *Damn, and you call yourself an educator? Your subordinate, no, a student, is being tormented.*
* *Why do you tolerate such treatment and stay quiet? Don't you get angry? Especially Navirose, the instructor, allowing her student to be treated that way.*
* *I want to know why you're so obsessed with becoming stronger. You know it yourself. If it were someone else, they would have given up long ago.*

Chapter 34: The Cry from the Depths (1)

* *Not exactly...it's more like...something that's bothering my mood. Can I just pee here? It's too much trouble to go all the way to the toilet.*
* *But you said you would clean it up for me in the beginning.*
* *Should I protect the dream of the innocent, or should I fulfill their last wishes?*
* *Choosing one means the other won't be realized. Damn it, I really don't know.*
* *I've thought about it a lot, but Lucy seems better than most teachers.*
* *Of course I'm not okay, Aselle. Did you manage to sleep? Aren't you curious about what kind of monstrosity that punchbag-like genius has created?*
* *I had no choice. If I had missed the Navirose class, that demon professor would have killed me. Dammit, my shoulders are still sore.*
* *Yeah, something like that. If you guys had seen it, you probably would've wet your pants.*
* *At least this much is not acceptable. I need to become stronger, using any means necessary.*

Chapter 35: The Cry from the Depths (2)

* *Damn it, hurry up. You've got money and weapons to collect!*
* *You have to do it at the right time. If you mess up this time, It's not empty words-we'll really die. Got it? Nod if you understand.*
* *That's right. We don't have much time, so I'll ask quickly. Simple rock accident, infuriated rock spirits, cave giants. Which one happened? Personally, I hope it's not the second or third.*

Chapter 36: The Cry from the Depths (3)

* *Darn, is this thing going to break as soon as it hits something?*
* *They all managed to escape safely. I killed all the giants we encountered on the way here, so you can rest assured.*
* *Well, these creatures sure have a talent for interrupting conversations. I think it's just as you said, Doron.*

Chapter 37: The Cry from the Depths (4)

* *At this point, you should be frightened. Aren't you even a bit afraid?*
* *Fine, then. I'll go check out where these guys came from. Whether it's a king or whatever, once we kill them all, this kind of thing won't happen again.*
* *That's why I'm going right now. I don't know who that girl will bring along, but I can't just let her wander into the underground infested with monsters by herself.*
* *...I was going to ask you that same question. What is a man and a woman doing alone together in this gloomy underground?*
* *No, You both have to answer. You need to come with me.*

Chapter 38: The Cry from the Depths (5)

* *You fool, is it a trend for women to raise snakes these days?*
* *Damn, I'll probably think of this for three days every time I eat. Are you even human?*
* *Shut up, lady. My sword can't recognize a human face.*
* *Acting all sentimental about a subject you've stripped of such magic.*
* *Usually, the brain works quickly in urgent situations.*
* *But...why is your tone like that? Can't you assess the situation?*
* *Just as I thought, you weren't human. I've known since I smelt the sulfur or whatever.*
* *Decide. Will you obediently follow me? Or do you want to be dragged along like a limbless larva after all your limbs are cut off? I won't ask twice.*
* *Good choice. If I carelessly cut them off and you guys end up dying, that'd be problematic. Well then...*
* *I told you I'd catch you, didn't I?*
* *Wow...Who thought the professor would compliment me?*

Chapter 39: Rodollan (1)

* *No matter how impressive magic is, I don't want to learn about stuff like this. But I have something I really need to ask these guys.*
* *Geez...You look so cool today, Professor.*
* *Your skills have improved even more, Aselle. You practically outshone the Archmage.*
* *At times like this, stand tall, my friend. If it weren't for you guys, those dwarves would have all ended up as graves without coffins underground.*
* *Thanks to you and Marya, we were able to do it. Thank you for following me from Nimbuten, Aselle.*
* *Hanging up some pelt trophies, two young falcons.*
* *These are quite the quiet bunch. I guess they won't be welcoming me at the party.*
* *Is that so? Nasty bunch. Let me ask them something.*
* *I cut off the limbs of those bastards.*

Chapter 40: Rodollan (2)

* *No, it's just odd. They've revealed everything else over the past two days, but they're holding onto this one thing even though they'd rather die. It's almost as if they physically can't speak the words. Maybe there's some sort of magic preventing them from saying it?*
* *You know, he really is a skilled interrogator.*
* *Well, it's a bit nauseating, but I can endure.*
* *Not at all. Someone has to do the dirty work.*
* *...What the hell...No, what the hell is that ugly thing?*
* *Do you know the name 'Ahaiyute'?*
* *Not being able to reveal information about the Arrival of the Stars to anyone other than the organization's members is the first part. The second curse is that if the curse is lifted and profound information is revealed, their head explodes. There might be a few more curses as well.*
* *Thanks for the offer, Karaka. I'll seriously consider it if my ears start eating away at me.*
* *For God's sake, don't blame me. This little bastard lunged first.*

Chapter 41: Rodollan (3)

* *Damn, so what happens to me now? Am I supposed to live each day with the fear that I might wake up covered in this blue diarrhea?*
* *Well, take your time, but please make sure to find out.*
* *To be honest, it's a bit frightening. Did you see Karaka's expression? Damn, even if I threw poop at the wall, he wouldn't have been that surprised.*
* *Is that idiot Karudan or whatever not bothering you anymore?*
* *Among magicians, there are quite a few oddballs. Damn, suddenly I'm getting scared.*

Chapter 42: Please (1)

* *Thank you. If a black goat comes with a sword later, you'll know it's me.*
* *I get it. You're planning to kill me and bury me here, right Eli? As payment for seeing a side of you that I shouldn't have.*
* *Well, that's fortunate. So how did you become friends with Senior Adeshan? Last time, you were talking about sheep and nonsense.*
* *Seriously, does he even have a main job? What kind of nonsense office is in a place like this?*
* *I'm Ronan. I've been curious since earlier. Why are you in that appearance? Lady's preference?*
* *Damn, even after coming this far, it's still not working.*

Chapter 43: Please (2)

* *And you call yourself a father, even after all that! You bastard!*
* *A chance only comes once.*

Chapter 44: Please (3)

* *Yes. I didn't see what he looked like directly...but I'm sure it was my father. He was the curse I had to bear, and he was the one who cursed me.*
* *Yes, none. I truly had no memories. It's not like I've been living with my mother either. This situation is quite different.*

Chapter 45: Erosion (1)

* *Who the hell keeps knocking on a sleeping person's door as if they're trying to beat them to death with a stick?! Are you going to bang on it like you're playing the tambourine on New Year's Day?*
* *You're telling me that the guys who woke up someone peacefully sleeping by knocking incessantly aren't 'outrageous'? Hey, you there, want to show me what 'outrageous' means, huh?*
* *Um, just a moment. Let me put on some pants.*
* *Did you really need to ask if it's okay to sit on my couch? Of course.*
* *They suit you, Aselle. Is this like telling you to play house like a little girl?*
* *Damn, and you call yourself a mage? Don't you see the glimmering in the mana?*

Chapter 46: Erosion (2)

* *Since the story will soon spread throughout the Empire, I'll just tell you. First, the Arrival of the Star is the day when the end descends from the sky. The organization that destroyed Gran Cappadocia is Nebula Clazier.*
* *Yes. The so-called Nebula Clazier is a gathering of fools who believe in nonsensical stories, even a three-year-old child would scoff at. The problem is that these violent fools keep committing crimes.*
* *They both had an absurd lack of loyalty. All villains are like that, but those brats were particularly ruthless. Just because their arms were cut off, they started blabbering like it was nothing?*
* *Well, anyway, that's how I learned that elves treasure their ears. They didn't even draw their swords, but they threw a fit while peeing themselves? It was so disgusting...*
* *Once you see the content, you'll change your mind. There were quite a few interesting things among the tidbits of information gleaned from screams. For instance...Ah, about information related to something called 'Ahaiyute'.*
* *I agree. It's a name suitable for attaching to a monkey with hemorrhoids.*

Chapter 47: Erosion (3)

* *Kid, answer my questions without complaining. Don't you want to know how my sister is doing?*
* *Gracia has truly gone to the dogs. In more ways than one.*
* *You can confirm it, can't you? Hide in my room and when that guy shows up, we'll deal with him together.*
* *Right. With you thinking like that, it's no wonder they could sneak a bite of Gracia's food for four years. Anyway, I've said what I wanted to.*
* *Ugh, you frustrating brat. You must be the only one making a fuss to hear that one word. Did you pull out that dagger to scratch my head or something?*
* *You should have done the opposite, you idiot. You should have shot the blade at that guy and charged at me.*
* *Cyril is waiting for you and Edwon is already dead.*
* *You piece of trash! Where do you think you're shooting that crap!*

Chapter 48: Conclusion

* *For God's sake, Cita. Just fix him up enough not to die.*
* *You look good in those clothes.*
* *Tch, that useless guy. He's leaving without even saying thank you.*
* *It's just something I could do. Oh, please thank Aselle and Marya for me later too. Even that annoying jerk.*
* *Yes. It's a serious problem. I thought that if I learned to use mana, I could even beat Shullifen with just my toe.*
* *You'll enjoy it there. The perverted interrogator Karaka will find you adorable. And I heard Cyril's ears are nearly gone by now.*

Chapter 49: Special Adventure Club (1)

* *You surely won't pretend not to know about it now, right? You asked me to rescue that blue furball in return for a favor. Now, Become my guinea pig.*
* *Well, we have a lot of diverse ideas, so it's hard to put it concisely. Still, I'll do my best to ensure that the professor doesn't get arrested.*
* *Oh, assume that a person is a deserving criminal who deserves to die. And is it okay if you come without taking a bath for about three days and wander around? You might have to wipe yourself with leaves.*
* *Don't worry. I'm on good terms with the real seniors. Besides, don't you worry about the ones above you.*
* *I'll explain once we get inside. And you two can write down that you're founding members. I mean, I can't kick you out even if I wanted to.*
* *Okay...let me explain. We're a top-tier adventure club. Our goal is to become stronger by taking on life-threatening adventures periodically, gaining practical experience, and preparing for the day that's yet to come.*

Chapter 50: Special Adventure Club (2)

* *Are you kidding me? What's this, you lazy bum? Are you planning to not take any classes? Huh?*
* *The one who's not sane yet is you, who hasn't finished Imperial Swordsmanship. How are you still struggling with something so easy?*
* *Of course, Aselle was waiting for this moment. Did you want to kill me that badly?*
* *Normally, you would have lost just now. You could have set up that Slow Zone or whatever around you. Mages are usually the first targets in most battles.*

Chapter 51: Special Adventure Club (3)

* *Yeah, even the biggest rascals get smarter when they learn...*
* *It's the name of a monkey with a toothache.*
* *Actually, I'm getting ready to run around. It's just as secretive as the instructor's pajamas.*