The Irregular at Magical Worlds

The main entrance to the Loki Familia's "Twilight Mansion".

An elf with long, pointed ears was sitting in a chair, holding his staff, his eyes constantly glancing towards the front door.

"Miss Ais, have you forgotten our promise to go to the dungeon together today?"

The little elf's face was full of dejection; she was none other than William's fellow disciple, Lefia.

Knowing that Ais had a habit of practicing swordsmanship in the morning, she got up early to train with Ais on the training ground before heading to the dungeon together.

But she couldn't find Ais on the playground, so she went back to Ais's room and knocked on the door. But only Ais's roommate, Alicia, opened the door for her.

It is said that Ais went out to train very early.

Having no other option, she could only wait at the entrance of the clan's residence for Ais to return.

Just as she was about to give up the trip she had been looking forward to for so long and return to her clan to continue her studies.

At the corner leading to the end of the street leading to the clan settlement, a familiar figure slowly appeared, instantly rousing her from her reverie.

He quickly straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, grabbed his staff with one hand, and ran towards the figure.

Lefia felt that she might not have run this fast even when facing monsters.

"Lefia?"

Ais suddenly saw someone rushing towards her and almost instinctively drew her sword to strike.

Only when she saw that the person who came was a familiar friend did she release her jade hand from the knife handle.

"Miss Ais, where have you been!"

I still haven't found you!

The dejection on Lefia's face had long since vanished, replaced by the joy of seeing the person she admired.

“I went to morning training with William.”

"I'm sorry, Rafia!"

Ais apologized quite readily. Although the two of them hadn't decided on a departure time yesterday, she still felt bad for making people wait so long.

"William?"

Ais's words finally made Lefia, who was staring straight at Ais, notice William, who was two steps behind Ais.

William waved his hand, his expression complex, in sync with Rafia's tone.

"Hello, Rafia!"

To my shame, ever since I dined at the house of the lavish hostess...

He usually ate all three meals a day at the pampered housewife's house and rarely ate at the family canteen.

Therefore, he had never seen the conversation between Lefia and Ais before.

But today he felt he had discovered something quite extraordinary.

"Wow! How can Miss Ais train with him!"

"If you had just told me, I would have been there for you."

Lefia felt so jealous she was about to cry. Such a perfect plan to accompany Miss Ais to morning training should have been hers.

But William, who came in halfway through, snatched the opportunity away from her. How could she accept that?

"But Lefia is a mage!"

"Waaah!"

The fatal blow from the person she admired most made Lefia feel as if she had been shot directly in the chest.

But she couldn't refute it, because it was the truth.

She could only puff out her cheeks slightly to express her dissatisfaction.

Pure mages have almost no melee combat abilities; they improve their strength entirely by studying magic books and practicing their incantation skills in dungeons.

Naturally, she couldn't spar with Ais, a close-combat expert.

As Rafia's facial expressions changed wildly, William felt his guess was becoming increasingly certain.

"Lefia! What's wrong?"

"He looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"Why don't you just stay home and rest? I'll find someone else to go with you."

Ais looked at Lefia, whose face was changing as she clutched her chest with both hands, and asked with concern.

"No...no, I'm perfectly fine. Please let me go with you."

Lefia's head swung wildly back and forth like a clock that had been wound up too tightly.

Ais's words were like a heavy hammer blow to her head.

It instantly snapped her out of her sadness.

What a joke, we were already a step behind.

If she were to give up this opportunity to go to the dungeon with William, and something were to happen between them there, she would be kicking herself!

What a joke! He wouldn't allow that to happen.

Thinking of this, the little elf glared fiercely at William again.

Having completely seen through the elf's true nature, William completely disregarded her glare, instead looking at Lefia with nothing but resentment.

"Hey! Are you thinking something that's really rude to me?"

Lefia felt like she was about to explode. Although she didn't understand what William's gaze meant, she could sense that there was something amiss in it.

"Lefia! Let's go eat!"

"We'll be leaving after we finish eating!"

Ais didn't understand why Lefia was so angry with William at all.

But she still knew that it was better to take Lefia away at this time.

"Yes, Miss Ais!"

Lefia changed her expression with a speed that even a Peking Opera face-changing act couldn't keep up with.

He answered Ais with a big smile.

"Then let's set off immediately, Miss Ais!"

Lefia skipped over to Ais and said.

Breakfast time for the clansmen had long since ended, so if they wanted to eat now, they would have to go to a restaurant outside.

"okay!"

As Rafia led her away, Ais looked at William with a barely perceptible hint of apology in her eyes.

The two of them could have returned before breakfast, but because they were comforting Ais, it got much later.

As compensation, she had originally planned to invite Rafia and William to breakfast together.

"I never expected this elf to have yuri tendencies!"

Watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, William had truly learned something new today.

Others might think this elf simply admires Ais, but he is different. From his perspective, this elf harbors unusual feelings.

It's just that she herself didn't realize it.

William shook his head slightly and strode off to his room to catch up on some sleep.

He laid down his weapon, the drowsiness that had overwhelmed him now outweighing the hunger in his stomach.

But when he lay on the pillow he had slept on countless times, he found that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The usually soft pillow now felt like he was lying on a rock, making him miss Ais's lap pillow on the city wall earlier.

"Is this what they mean by 'it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality'?"

William, who had slept until the afternoon, headed to the commander's office.

Now that the expedition is about to begin, Finn is processing various documents almost non-stop, his schedule just like that of an ancient Chinese emperor.

They get up earlier than the chickens and go to bed later than the dogs.

Even his daily morning gun training lessons were temporarily put aside by Finn.

"Come in!"

Knocking on the door, just as William had predicted, Finn was still in his office dealing with matters concerning his clan.

"Master Finn! Loki!"

As soon as William entered, he saw Finn sitting in a specially made chair, head down, working on documents, and Loki, the drunkard, drinking alone on the sofa.

"William! What's wrong?"

Is it a problem with your marksmanship?

Finn looked up and saw his prized disciple enter, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

He was becoming increasingly certain that it had been a wise decision to take William as his disciple.

Not only does he possess a mature system of marksmanship, but when taught new marksmanship techniques, he can also quickly learn and apply them.

That's not the most important thing; this disciple can also quickly apply what he's learned to other situations.

They don't stick to conventional gun techniques, but rather adapt to the situation in battle and choose the best way to retaliate.

"Master, I want to join the expedition!"

William stated directly that expeditions are the fastest way for lower-level members of a large clan to increase their abilities, and he naturally didn't want to miss out on it.

Moreover, having recovered most of his original strength, he can now move freely up and down most floors.

The deeper levels were not that dangerous for him.

"But you only recently reached level 2!"