Although I slowed my fall by stabbing the wall with my dagger, the others couldn't.
"Orgy-Wind Field!"
A gust of fresh wind appeared around me, and these swirling winds formed a soft cushion directly around me, and I landed on it with a slight jump.
And part of the wind rushed directly to the very bottom of the hole, catching the person who fell.
But I don't know who landed on my side of the hole, after all, it was like we all fell into different holes, so I don't know who I fell into a hole with.
What's more disgusting is that I can't fly up yet, I can only float down slowly like this, which is a trap.
After summoning three orbs of light that were illuminating the inside of the hole, I finally landed on the ground after about a few tens of seconds.
"It really is you..."
I had to twitch at the corners of my mouth when I heard that voice, geez, that's a terrible character.
"Isn't that Cornelia and Oona..."
I looked at the two in front of me and had to laugh bitterly.
It was a recipe for disaster to have drawn two troublemakers.
"Okay, Phil, put your ball of light away, that thing's getting old and unpleasant."
Oona waved, then stretched out her hand and three blue ghostly flames floated around us.
Isn't this stuff usually only found by the grave? So this thing can still be used as a skill?
And it was only when I looked closely that I realized that the three ghost fire balls were actually summoned demons, except that the demon was just called ghost fire.
"There's actually such a handy summoning thing, for lighting."
"It's not specifically for illumination, it's just that we have to have some light now too, right."
"Well..."
"I said..."
Cornelia looked at us strangely and asked.
"I don't see you guys talking much, why do you feel like you know each other so well?"
"Oh, because I'm friends with her sister, Miss Farland. But I don't think you've ever met her, because you've never even been to school."
"Ah, so."
Cornelia nodded, then said.
"But it's only the three of us who fell here, what should we do? Moving on?"
"Or what?"
Oona said.
"I don't want to spend a few days inside a dragon's graveyard anyway, especially not inside a dragon's corpse."
And Cornelia looked at me.
"What do you think, Sensei?"
"Anyway, you guys go ahead, I'll just follow behind. But speaking of which, it feels as if I've been the one fighting up until now, but instead you guys are watching, so you guys should make a little bit of effort from now on."
"Fine fine~"
Oona waved her hand and Ghostfire followed.
I laughed bitterly and followed suit.
"Well...I'm fine with that."
Cornelia trailed off and looked over at Oona.
"Don't worry about her, she's a magician in the army, so she should have much more combat experience than me."
"That's good, let's go then."
What I'm worried about now instead is the other groups, maybe we're okay in combat, but most of the other groups... Well, if not, it's just that the actual combat ability is too poor, if the ha-ahhhhhh coordination is fine, if we can't work well together then it's almost as good as no combat.
The place we're going... well, I don't know where it is, but under the light of the ghost fire, we can only see a tunnel that goes on and on.
It's impractical to go up from where we came down when we can't fly, so the best option is to walk down the passage.
While we were walking, I asked Cornelia.
"By the way, I remember you saying that your master asked you to come to the academy for lessons after he left you, right? Then what? According to the school records, it doesn't seem like you showed up for class, does it?"
"Because...I have my reasons, after all, some things are still unfinished, so..."
"It's just because a Master's sword was stolen by a subspecies flying dragon, so just say so."
Oona, who was in front, said.
"Eh?"
Cornelia looked at Oona in surprise.
"How...how did you know?"
"Che, I'd say there's basically no one who doesn't know about that stuff you do, right? That was the Sword Saint's sword, and although the sword technique was the most important thing, that sword was at least inherited from the Sword Saint. Some people even say that the one who owns the sword can be the successor of the Sword Saint. Well, it's actually because there's never been a precedent for a Sword Saint to be a woman, right? and you're not disappointed that you lost your see, but now it's not just you who wants to find that sword, I should say that everyone who knows about it is looking for it."
"So there's more to it than that..."
I nodded.
"Hey, hey, hey, my beloved teacher, and you don't even know?"
"Why do I need to know? I know all the information about the students from the school, and of course I don't know anything that isn't there. But those people are too guarded with me, thinking I'd go after the sword if I knew about it? Really."
"Aren't you going to find out?"
"Looking is a must, of course,"
I said in a big, righteous voice.
"And then just give it to Cornelia, it sounds oddly odd if my own student is a swordsman's apprentice or something, but it would be more like it if my student became a swordsman."
"That's quite a point."
Oona nodded.
"Hey, hey, hey, I haven't said anything about that yet."
Cornelia smiled bitterly.
"It's okay, we'll help you! You're relieved, aren't you, Oona?"
"Grace, it feels all different to think that when people address me later, they'll mention that I'm a classmate of Kenshin."
"Hey, what are you all talking about?"
But the look on Cornelia's face now was so wonderful, I smiled and continued on.
"Let's go, we need to get out of here first, no matter what."
"Nn, that's right,"
---An original novel by Kevin Seven Nights ---.
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