Reincarnated Young Lady Aims to Be an Adventurer - Volume 9 Chapter 144

Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse

After taking measurements for my dress, I came down with a fever and stayed in bed for two days. Papa came over in a panic and applied healing magic on me. I shared a bloodline with Papa, and so his healing magic worked best on me. Papa ended up continuing his work as Judor’s Minister of Finance. He couldn’t turn his back on the people of this nation. King Gil and Alma’s Papa, the prime minister, apparently never questioned him due to his past record of producing results.

“Serafi, if you’re going to attend the graduation party, you’ll have to recover some more, you know?” Papa said, pulling on his beard with both hands, anxiously. 

“I don’t want to set foot outside this room, let alone go to a party,” I said.

“I understand, but… I want you to graduate from the school of knighthood that I worked so hard to get you into since you were little. Lilufiona and your grandmother both graduated from there, too, after all,” said Papa.

Oh, that’s right… the school of knighthood was an institution I admired deeply, and at one point, I thought it was my only path to a happy life. 

“Father, will you come to my graduation?” I asked.

“Of course!” he replied. 

My father was truly a great man.

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I arrived at the school’s back entrance in Trundle’s black carriage. I got out slowly as Oaks, the butler, guided me down by hand. How nostalgic…

Alma, grinning from ear to ear, had come to welcome me, and walked ahead of me, making sure arrangements were in place. We then arrived at my room on the third floor of the west dormitory.

“Welcome back, Serafi!” said Alma.

My door opened, and on the other side was my room, left just the way it was when I left for class that morning, long ago. A book lay unfinished in the middle of the white carpet, and on the wall was a knife, still in the middle of being repaired. On the bed were my light blue pajamas – too small for me and bundled up, and on my desk was a half-written letter to my brother.

“…Alma-chan, you cleaned my room for me?” I asked. Why hadn’t it been moved out in the first place?

“Serafi, your room… If it wasn’t here… That would officially make me the only girl at this school…” said Alma.

Ah… I’m so sorry, Alma… I left you all alone on this ridiculously spacious girls-only floor… I’m sorry…

“I- I’m back! Today, after the dance party’s over, let’s have a Girls’ Club meeting!” I said.

“Hehe, will there be a yummy cake?” Alma asked.

“Yup! Ha… Matsuki gifted me a ton of them!” I said.

“Yay!” said Alma.

“Yay!”

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The two of us got dressed while helping each other get ready. Alma wore a svelte, deep green dress that accentuated her height.  I wore a black and white, monotone A-line dress. We were both seventeen now, and we no longer wore big, poufy skirts. There was plenty of fabric, though, so we could dance without worry.

Neither of us had very long hair, so we pinned each other’s hair up with our grandmothers’ hairpins, hands trembling with excitement. 

It was time to leave the dormitory. Alma walked slowly to accommodate me, with my injuries.

At the dormitory lobby, Nick was standing with his hands in his pockets, waiting for us.

“Nick… you look great!!!” said Alma. It was true – formal clothes made him look doubly better.

Nick was taller, gained muscle, and had grown into a handsome man. Good for you, Alma, my friend!!! 

“Serafi, Alma… I can’t believe my eyes, right now…” said Nick, looking up and away, holding his hand to his mouth in shock. I reached up and yanked down his arm, looping my arm around his. Alma did the same with his other arm.

She giggled and said, “You’ve got two beautiful flowers on both your arms, Nick!”

“Oh, man! The other guys are going to want to kill me!” he said.

The three of us walked across the central lawn while reminiscing. 

“Nick, you’re not joining the military?” I asked

“No, I’m going to concentrate on being an adventurer and aim for the top. I’m going to travel around and spread my parents’ and my older brother Tom’s market range. I’ve decided I’m going to repay the school by helping out with students’ practices. I was told a guild would request me as a nominate,” he said.

“Alright, well visit Galle sometime, ok? You can sell your parents’ wares in Galle, too. I want to use them while I’m over there, anyway,” I told him.

“I want to go, but I need to get gold, or else I won’t be able to cross any borders, for sure,” he said.

“What about you, Alma?” I asked.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

“I wanted to be an adventurer and avoid joining any corrupt military, but since Father got involved in politics… I’m going to join ranks for now. I want to help out, even if it’s just a little,” she said.

That’s right – Alma’s dream was to become a staff officer like Grandmother…

“Ta-da!” said Alma as she took out Nick’s golden glass ball from her bag made of the same cloth as her dress, and held it aloft to the evening sun. I decided I’d pull something out, too!

“Ta-ta-ta-da!”

I pulled out a silver ball from the wrist pocket where I usually kept a knife and held it against Alma’s.

“Alma, Serafi… Wow,” said Nick.

Orange sunlight pierced through the orbs and made the golden flakes and silver flakes shine all the more brightly.

“It’s beautiful!” I said.

“Yeah, wonderful! I’m never going to forget this moment!” said Alma.

As we cheerfully chatted, we arrived at the entrance to the auditorium, where a huge crowd of people was gathered. Lowerclassmen, teachers, and even graduates were there.

“Serafi, you’re quite the spectacle!” said Nick, grinning. It ticked me off so I stomped on his foot with my heel.

“Ugyah!” he yelped.

“Stupid Nick…” I said.

Alma sighed.

“Serafiona!”

“Kodak-sensei!!!”

Kodak-sensei strode over to us. He wasn’t dressed in his usual tired old clothes but wore a grey suit. He had slicked back his red hair. It freaked me out – what was he, in the mafia?

“Ah, you look quite healthy. So, are you sure I’m fit for the job?” he asked.

“Of course!” I replied. I had asked him to be my escort for the night.

“Does his Highness know about this?” he asked.

“…He won’t know if you don’t tell him,” I said.

Kodak-sensei’s face broke into a sly smile.

“Please, take my hand, milady,” he said.

I broke away from Nick and lay my hand on Kodak-sensei’s hand.

“L-lady Serafiona!”

As I turned around, I saw the school principal standing there, trembling. When I looked at Kodak-sensei, he was quietly shaking his head.

When I disappeared from school, the principal had failed to deal with it properly. Granzeus and Trundle were both still taking the stance of not forgiving him for it. Personally, I was just happy to be alive and didn’t really care about it anymore, but because of my status, I couldn’t officially forgive him, either. I was leaving it up to the consistent dealings of adults on the matter. I apologized on the inside to the pitiful school administrators, made a small round of salutations, and left it at that.

We then entered the auditorium as a group of two pairs.

The auditorium had completely changed from its usual unrefined atmosphere to a resplendent, glimmering space, and already there were many couples twirling about in dance. It reminded me of the last dance party I attended. That time, I saw Eris and Sasara as very grown-up. It was strange to think that they were the same age as I was, now. 

“Lady Serafiona, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?” asked Kodak-sensei.

“Yeah! For sure!” I responded like I was at a pub, and entered the ring of dancers with Kodak-sensei. Sensei skillfully held my center of balance and gently and delightfully spun me about.

“Sensei, I heard that after you guided everyone back to safety that day, you ran back. I’m sorry I worried you,” I said.

“Yes, well. Now that you’ve achieved some success, I just want you to buy me a drink once in a while,” he said.

Kodak-sensei was always so heroic, and it made me happy. I wanted to become of age quickly so that I could share a drink with him soon!

“Sensei, what will you do once I graduate?” I asked.

“Well, actually, this spring, there will be four female students inducted into our school. Children who looked up to you and the Holy women and trained hard and reached an age where they could pass their exams,” he said.

“Four students! Wow!” I said.

“Yes, and Elza-sama ordered me to manage them since I guided you and Alma to graduation. I may have some anger towards the school of knighthood, but apparently looking after girls and their dreams are a separate matter,” he said.

“Hahaha, Kodak-sensei – I really believe teaching is your calling,” I said.

“What? That’s not true! It’s not easy being a teacher and not getting to drink recklessly,” he said.

My one and only teacher. Kodak-sensei taught me all of my lectures and practical skills classes and propriety and manners. Just as he had sworn to in writing, he put his life on the line for me, and he truly proved himself to be far and away the best teacher possible.

“Congratulations on your graduation, Serafiona,” he said.

“You’re the only one I will ever honestly call my teacher,” I said.

Sensei ruffled my hair.

I switched partners with Alma and danced with Nick. Nick’s dancing style had no finesse, and was simply a rocking two-step of left, right, left-right. That was fun in its own way.

“Nick, you better not make Alma cry!” I said.

“I should be the one to say that. You better not do anything to make Alma cry ever again!” he said.

How terrible. He cut me straight to the core. He had out-talked me this time around.

“Nick, did you manage to master transmission magic?” I asked.

“Yeah, Lala-san taught me. Hold on one second… Oof! Look!” 

Nick’s transmission magic manifested as a small bird.

“Aww! How cute! When you join a guild, be sure to let me know using this little guy. I’ll make time to see you, then,” I said.

“Okay! I’ll always wait for your light blue butterfly!” he said.

“Will you send me a message, too, please?”

“Everest!!!” Nick and I cried out in surprise.

Mr. Everest – our resident jokester of a class president. It was a rare thing for him to come talk to me.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]