To become a king and a magician

"I have cold medicine in my drawer if you have a cough or a cold. By the way, you succumbent nightmare can catch a cold too? You sleep with your belly button showing?"

"No way! I sleep in a very peaceful position!"

As she retorted, Mary patted her chest and said, "What I mean is—if you want to learn martial arts, you can come to me!"

"..."

Xia Chuanhu glanced at Meili twice.

"you?"

"Ok!"

Xia Chuanhu glanced at her again.

Seeing Natsukawa Torato's undisguised gaze, Meryl couldn't help but shrink back: "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No, I was just wondering if you really know martial arts? Although I know that Merlin here is an outstanding swordsman, I can understand that you... as an alternate version of another world, are slightly different."

"Well, that's true." Meryl laughed frankly. "Compared to me here, I am indeed more skilled at magic. After all, I'm a young girl, and I don't have any image to maintain when it comes to fighting."

"Then what do you want to do...?"

"Through magic, of course."

As she spoke, Mary reached out and grasped a staff out of thin air, tapped it on the floor, and a knight clad in full armor instantly appeared before her.

"This is an illusion I created by reading my memories—simply put, a puppet."

Seeing this, Natsukawa Torato immediately understood: "I see, you mean you want me to learn from these puppets?"

Merry was a court magician who had worked with the Knights of the Round Table. If she could use this illusion to recreate those Knights of the Round Table and have them teach Natsukawa Tiger fighting techniques, then there would be no problem at all.

but--

"No, they beat me up."

"WTF?"

Mei Li's words stunned Natsukawa Tora.

Wasn't being beaten by Kenneth enough? Did he have to be beaten by puppets too? What kind of human suffering is this?

"pat~"

Meili tapped Xia Chuanhu on the head with her staff and laughed, "Learning combat techniques isn't something that can be done overnight. Given your current situation, it's better to prioritize improving your reaction speed rather than learning those flashy moves that you might never use. If you don't want to get hit, then make sure your opponent can't hit you."

"Because you're so afraid of pain, you put all your attribute points into evasion?"

"Although the way of expressing it is a bit off, the meaning is correct. Anyway, let's set a small goal first: to withstand the attacks of this puppet for ten minutes without getting hit."

After speaking, Meili manipulated illusions and rushed towards Xia Chuanhu, who was so frightened that he rolled away to the side!

"Hey! This is still my room! And I haven't even said I wanted to start training yet!"

"So you're okay with getting hit by that lemon head all the time?"

"......"

"If you don't want to, then you can train—by ​​the way, if you get hit once, I'll make sure you have a nightmare for an hour every night, TS plus tentacles."

"Are you a demon?!"

12. The player who goes first and blocks four shots in the backcourt gets a dumbbell shot first.

Xia Chuanhu is now filled with regret and deep remorse. If he could have a second chance, he would definitely go back four days to the time when he agreed to accept Mei Li's special training invitation, beat the version of himself who did so, and then question himself properly about whether he was unhappy with his life or had become a masochist to think he could be so foolish as to accept her special training. Isn't living a good life?

In just three days, Xia Chuanhu deeply felt the omnipresence of the magic knight puppet created by Meili. It attacked him almost every opportunity, making him live like a harbinger of the underworld who could use any move, such as Ulala Tomb, ...

Specific training times are one thing, but sweeping kicks, groin kicks, and the "Thousand Years of Kill" technique are all acceptable. After all, it's real combat, and as long as you can win, that's all that matters. Xia Chuanhu himself often uses these counter-attack techniques.

But outside of training time, the puppet would occasionally jump out and give Natsukawa Tora a beating, including but not limited to appearing from behind during meals and pressing his head into his rice bowl, suddenly opening the door and snatching the toilet paper while he was squatting, popping balloons in his ear while he was sleeping... It did nothing that involved human beings.

When confronted by Natsukawa Torato, the person responsible for the incident, Merry replied, "A qualified soldier needs to have the ability to remain calm and solve problems in any emergency."

To be honest, Xia Chuanhu wasn't sure if this kind of training could solve the problem, but he definitely couldn't maintain his composure.

"So that's why you blew up the lab after being slightly provoked?"

Inside Webber's room, Webber looked at Natsukawa Tora, who had dark circles under his eyes and a gloomy expression like a do-or-die Poppy, and sighed helplessly.

The last class was a basic potion class, which was originally intended to teach students some basic potion-making methods, as well as the basic theory of potions and how to identify raw materials. However, Webber, believing that practice makes perfect, led the students to the laboratory to conduct a simple potion-making exercise.

The intention was good, and the teaching content was also fine. The potions they concocted were only the type that could react to specific magical powers, so there shouldn't have been any problems. However, just like some people who feel uncomfortable if they don't watch erotic pictures for a day, those noble children once again began their traditional art, making sarcastic remarks about Natsukawa Tiger, who was unable to control his magical output due to a bad mood.

"Do you think I wanted this? Who sent those guys to cause trouble?" Xia Chuanhu said irritably. "I was already in a terrible mood because I wasn't eating or sleeping well. I was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment. And then they came and started mocking me. I had to blow them up to vent my anger!"

Normally, Xia Chuanhu wouldn't bother with them. After all, they're locals from Zu'an, and they have that much manners.

The problem was that he was in a very bad mood at the time. First, he was mentally shattered by the constant sneak attacks from the illusion puppets, and then he became impatient due to the repeated failures in potion preparation. The combination of these two factors put him in an extremely unstable state, and when he was provoked again, it was only natural that he broke down.

Then he blew up the laboratory, and incidentally, he also blew up all the noble magicians who were attacking him, sending them to the hospital.

With his hands on the table in the posture of Commander Ikari, Webber said in a deep voice, "Natsukawa, I understand why you made this mistake today, and if I could, I would like to exonerate you, but in the end you still blew up the laboratory, and as the lecturer I have to punish you."

"Hmm, I understand. So, what exactly is the punishment?"

"Your punishment consists of two parts. The first part is my punishment as your teacher—Natsukawa Tiger. Given that you destroyed the potion laboratory under the Department of Botany, you are hereby prohibited from conducting any research on potions for one year, prohibited from attending classes for one month, and required to pay compensation equivalent to the amount of the damaged equipment and materials."

"I can accept the previous part, but compensation..." Xia Chuanhu pursed his lips, "How much exactly?"

"The exact amount hasn't been calculated yet, but conservatively speaking... it should be about my total salary for three years."

"......"

Xia Chuanhu felt he might have to run away with the bucket; it was an amount a student like him could afford.

Seeing Xia Chuanhu's panicked expression, Weber couldn't help but smile wryly, "This is the price of impulsiveness, although I understand you. Fortunately, I only applied for the most basic laboratory, so there weren't any valuable items. Most of the compensation will be for equipment costs."

"Well... even so..."

To pay the rent, Natsukawa Tiger was actually working part-time, but the salary was barely enough to cover the rent, let alone any additional expenses...

(Should I take on another job?)

Just as Natsukawa Tora was thinking this, Weber spoke again: "But don't worry, I've already told Professor Kenneth about this, and he's already included your debt in the El-Melloi School's debt."

"Huh?" Natsukawa Torato was stunned for a moment. "Including it in the El-Melloi School's debts? So this means... my teacher helped me pay it off?"

Are you dreaming?

Weber rolled his eyes at him: "Of course you still have to pay back the money. The teacher is just saving you from the trouble later. The plant science department will definitely not sit idly by and do nothing about the products you blew up. It's just that the teacher is taking responsibility for you now. You just need to hand over the money."

"I see..."

Kenneth would actually help me? Magicians are mostly self-serving; everything they do is essentially for their own benefit. It's highly unlikely that Kenneth would help Natsukawa Hoshino out of a sudden conscience and a desire to be a good person. That means—

(Was I semi-forced to be tied to El-Melloi's ship?)

That's the only one I can think of.

Xia Chuanhu sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that Professor Kenneth would be willing to do this. It seems I should visit him this weekend to thank him. But even so, losing such a large sum of money is not an easy thing for me. Will I have to live on air for the next few years?"

"Not necessarily."

Webber chuckled, then took a document from his drawer: "For magicians, money is no problem. Magic papers, collaborative research, investigation commissions... there are countless ways to make money. I've even heard of a senior who sold his bodily fluids to raise tuition fees."

"Isn't that a bit disgusting?"

"But for a magician, that is a reserve of magic of extremely high quality."

"You don't mean you want me to sell myself too, do you? Let me make this clear beforehand, I also have my own principles and dignity as a man."

“If that were the case, we could raise the money in a few days, but that’s not what I’m going to tell you.” Weber handed the document to Natsukawa Tora. “As I just mentioned, another way to raise money is by investigating commissions. You can earn money by completing commissions issued by other magicians. That’s a way to make money, and you can also accumulate practical credits. It’s a win-win situation.”

"So—" Natsukawa Torato took the documents, "I'm going to be running the Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop) from now on?"

"Anyway, you'll be suspended from classes for the next month, so the timing is perfect, isn't it? The request you have isn't from a magician, but it is from someone in the magic world. It was originally intended for the El-Melloi School to pay off its debts, but your debts are now included in El-Melloi's debts, so it's entrusted to you to handle. It's a relatively easy field investigation, and even a beginner like you should be able to handle it."

"Then I really appreciate it if you could give me an easy job."

Xia Chuanhu opened the file with a wry smile.

The request was the same as Webber's: because some unusual things had happened in the area, they hoped the Magic Association could send someone to investigate, and naturally, the reward wasn't very generous.

As for the client and the location of the engagement—

"Belsa Brakmoya... Brakmoya Cemetery...?"

13. The Burial Grounds of Brakmoia

Brakmoya Cemetery.

Natsukawa Tora had heard of this place, not after arriving at the Clock Tower, nor after arriving in this world, but before that, before arriving in this world.

Although named a cemetery, it is actually a village influenced by Morgan le Fay, which has been secretly carrying out the mission of resurrecting King Arthur for hundreds of years. Various items for resurrecting King Arthur are placed inside and outside the village.

To be honest, although Xia Chuanhu accepted the commission immediately, he was somewhat hesitant about whether or not to carry it out.

It was a village that existed to resurrect King Arthur. The villagers were fanatical in their worship of King Arthur and everything related to him. They even spent hundreds of years creating a vessel for King Arthur in order to resurrect him.

Therefore, in a sense, Natsukawa Tora's visit to the Blakemoya Cemetery can be seen as the realization of their long-cherished wish.

Because he is Arthur's half-servant, a being fused with Arthur's spirit origin, if Arthur is likened to a god, then Natsukawa Torato is a living god, or a person possessed by a god.

If he appears at the Blackmore Cemetery, the part of him that belongs to King Arthur will inevitably be discovered, and what will happen then... Natsukawa Torato can more or less guess some of it.

That will be a truly unique and exciting fan meet-and-greet.

Therefore, Natsukawa Torato was torn about whether or not to go. Based on his deep connection with King Arthur and the plot he knew, it seemed that not going there was a relatively better option.

but--

"So they still came..."

At the train station in Cardiff, the capital of Wales, Natsukawa Tora sat in the waiting area with his suitcase, looking at a map in his hand while waiting for his train.

Although it would have been better for Natsukawa Tiger not to go to the Blakemore Cemetery in the end, as the saying goes, even a hero can be brought down by a penny. In order to pay off his debts, Natsukawa Tiger had no choice but to bite the bullet and go.

Of course, he had suggested to Webber that he wanted to change the commission, but the other commissions were either not related to his expertise or were completely beyond the capabilities of a novice magician like him. In the end, this was the only one he could handle.

What else could he say?

However, Natsukawa Tora did make some preparations before coming.