Adventurer's Guild Café: I Was Wrongfully Exiled by the Saint, So I Will Enjoy My Second Life with My Fluffy Friends-Chapter 1V2. .2 - Another Skill
“Huh? That’s strange.”
“?”
Simon tilted his head on the day of our weekly study session—held just for me.
For people with zero magic power, experiencing a strong mental shock can sometimes awaken a special skill. These kinds of skills tend to be powerful and difficult to control.
Luckily, my healing skill had never gone out of control. It simply imbued a faint healing power into food and drinks. But since I didn’t know what might happen in the future, I was learning about skills and magic from Simon, the guild master.
Sitting across from me, Simon had pure white hair and wore a monocle. His true eye color was gray, but right now, they were golden. That was because he was activating a special ability called “Appraisal Eye,” which allowed him to analyze information about people and objects.
“Is something wrong?”
When I tilted my head, Simon hummed in thought.
“There’s another locked skill now.”
“...Huh?”
“It hasn’t awakened yet, or maybe it’s still too hazy to see clearly.”
What does that mean? I was supposed to have awakened just one special ability—healing. But now there’s another one? As I grew uneasy, Simon gave me a wry smile.
“It’s strange, huh? But it doesn’t seem like anything bad, so let’s just observe for a while. There are occasionally people who have multiple skills.”
“Really...?”
“Yeah. Don’t worry about it.”
If Simon said so, then it was probably fine. I let out a relieved sigh.
As I absentmindedly pondered my skills, Simon was handing out sweets to Lulu and the others.
They all stayed quiet and well-behaved while I studied, happily munching on their treats.
“Oh, right.”
Simon clapped his hands together.
“A letter arrived for you from Duke Berta. Want to take a look?”
“...”
I instinctively lowered my gaze.
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—Duke Berta.
Even though I didn’t care much about it anymore, recalling those memories was still a bit heavy.
Not too long ago, I had gotten into trouble with a man named Albert, who claimed to be the third son of Duke Berta. He was a supremacist who looked down on demi-humans—non-human races, a term considered derogatory in Grantania. For some reason, he had persistently insisted on making me his servant.
When I ignored him, he eventually went as far as requesting an organization involved in demi-human trafficking and the smuggling of rare monsters to kidnap me. I was nearly abducted, but thanks to the guild members and the staff knights who protect this town, I was rescued and am still able to work here today.
“Um... what does it say?”
“I haven’t read it yet, but it’s probably some kind of apology letter.”
When Simon asked if he should read it for me, I found myself nodding without thinking.
With swift movements, he used a letter opener to unseal the letter and skimmed through its contents.
“Ah—an impressive apology letter.”
“...”
“And since he figured you wouldn’t read it, it’s actually addressed to me.”
Simon gave a wry smile. I felt a little guilty.
But still, I didn’t want to have anything to do with Albert for the time being...
“Well, you don’t have to read it. I’ll hold onto this matter for now.”
Saying that, Simon smiled.
“...Thank you for everything.”
As I bowed my head instinctively, Simon stopped me.
“You are under my protection, so don’t worry. Besides, that incident hasn’t been fully resolved yet.”
How did Albert establish connections with the organization? And what exactly was the structure of that organization? I had avoided asking because I didn’t want to know, but now, I was a little curious.
Perhaps sensing my thoughts, Simon gave a wry smile and said,
“The investigation is progressing. We’ve already figured out how Albert connected with the organization. It took some time because there was a rather complex curse involved, but that’s been analyzed and dealt with. By now, he’s probably spilled all the information.”
“? Did you also help with the analysis, Simon?”
I had heard that Albert was transported to the royal capital...
“Didn’t I mention it?”
Simon smiled brightly.
“Anyone who causes damage to my guild needs to be squeezed properly!”
“...”
Simon was always smiling, but maybe he was actually a pretty scary person...
“Well, until all the information is gathered, we might as well just wait and take it easy.”
“...Okay.”
In the end, I decided to let Simon keep the letter. I still didn’t have the courage to look at it directly. Besides, I didn’t need Duke Berta’s apology. The one who caused the incident was his son, Albert.
“These kinds of connections might turn out to be useful someday, you know?”
“...Useful?”
Simon playfully winked. I wasn’t sure what he meant, but if he was keeping it, I felt reassured.
I asked Simon to tell them I didn’t need any further actions taken, and with that, our study session for the day came to an end.
