How about...　

　My body is completely in the room.
　But there's no alarm sound or anything else happening.

It's a success.
Okay.

　One step at a time, heading to the back of the dimly lit room.
　Armor in a glass case. Swords and staffs propped up against the wall.
　There are also objects like robes and birdcages. Perhaps these are magical tools.
　There was enough scaffolding to allow one person to pass through, although things are cluttered and overflowing.
　There is no moonlight in this windowless room, and the only thing we can rely on is our eyes, which we are gradually getting used to.
　But it was better than the darkness of the dungeon.

　The room was long and deep.
　The width was not so wide.
　Then I saw a bookcase.

'This one ... no. This one is different too....''

　With a note in hand, he checked the spines of the books from one end to the other.

　He must have checked a hundred books, but he couldn't find any.
　My eyes didn't get tired, but it was mentally unbearable.
　That's when I somehow turned around and looked at the bookshelf behind me--.

''Hmm, this........''

　The spine of one of the books matched the note.

　Using my telekinesis, I pulled out the book and put it away in the other space storage.
　Then it occurred to me that I should take out all the books in this room.
　Why don't I just take all these books out of here to the inter-space storage?
　Then we can go back to the room and then we can both search for them.
　.........No, I shouldn't do that, should I?
　If it all disappears suddenly, no matter how much, they'll notice.

　I looked for the book again.
　And then I found another book, and then another.
　The book selection went well.
　But this was only part of a large number of books.
　Behind the bookcase was yet another bookcase, and then another....

　That's where I detected a wave of movement.

''So far........''

　I'm going back to Patrick at god speed.

'Okay, let's close it up,'

　Apparently, Patrick had sensed it too.
　He closed the door and put Patrick on his back.

'Don't get shaken off,'
Just go.

　We left as soon as we could.

*

This is all I found. But I found many more.

　I went back to Patrick's room and pulled out a book I'd selected from the different space storage and showed it to him.

'Let's just check it out for now,'

　Patryk lightly flipped through the pages of each book, one by one, to see what was inside.

'A fiery, demonic book...'

　It's a terrible title.

'You'll have to read it properly to find out, but the content is probably about fascination.
Fascinated?
A spell that lets you control the mind of a subject in any way you wish. Well, it's forbidden.

　He further checks the title of the book and the inside in turn.


Hey, can I have that advanced healing thing you're talking about?
'Yeah, but when I read it, I'm going to give it back to you. I'm a pro at not even leaving a trace of disappearance.
What kind of a professional?

　Does Patrick want to be a bandit, or is he a prince?

'The birth and history of fire ... hmm?　This is.....
What's going on?

　Patrick suddenly opened the book to take a bite and began to check the contents.

''I'm sure of it, this is it!　That's it!
What?
That's why it's this!　There's more about the fire spirits in this book. Now I can make a pact with the spirits too!
Is that what Patrick was looking for?
'Oh, I didn't expect to find you so soon. Thanks, Nito.
Well, good for you. Look at the other one, though. Do you have the crucial resuscitation magic?
'Well yes but it's probably not one of these books. None of these books are about resuscitation. Nor is it a book for healers.
Off....

　Well, I don't expect to find them in one search.

'It's no use, we'll go back tomorrow.
Yeah.
No, I'll go alone this time. I'm going on my own this time. So I'd appreciate it if you let me have that stick.　I'll give it back to you as soon as I find it.
Yeah, but I'll help you.
'I'd rather be the only one going. I'm getting used to my senses, and I can get away with it pretty quick.
'Well, I certainly didn't want you to have to carry me on your back every time, but...'
So can you just translate for me?　I'll bring it back here every time I collect it.
Well it certainly sounds more efficient that way, doesn't it?
'I'll put this book back tomorrow and then I'll bring you another one. Patrick will stay here.
Okay.　

　Thus ended my first day of book hunting.

　I searched for the book late at night the next day, and again the next day in the same manner.
　Every time I asked Patrick to translate them....

　But I couldn't find anything on the subject of resuscitation.



　Patrick's prediction was correct.
　Now I'm being chased by multiple students.

　Most of them seem to be female students, and they stormed into the dormitory, saying it was a sign or something.

　Nem, who is training in magic with her classmates.
　Sierra is teaching swordsmanship.
　I left the room to look for them and this is it.
　I should have left when Toa left.
　Toa is probably waiting in the library with Patrick by now.
　We have to find some attack magic that even the healers can use.

"Everyone!　There's Master Nito!

　I was hiding behind a pillar when I was spotted from behind.
　As far as this situation where you can feel the waves everywhere, there is no way to escape as far as I'm concerned.
　Using 《God Speed》, I decided to leave the classroom building for now.

　This is not going to be able to reach the library for any length of time.
　In order to get to the library, you have to return to the classroom building once again.
　I'm in trouble....

　Then I remembered something good.
　《Robe of Lurking》.
　The cognitive blockage also blocks any sign of magic, and in that case, those guys won't be able to notice me anymore.
　Now that I think about it, I should have worn this when I entered the forbidden room.
　I'm not sure if I should have let Patrick wear it.

"Excuse me, sir, but--

　Then, unexpectedly, I was approached from behind.
　I turned around fearfully.

''....Yes?''

　I'm relieved.
　From the way she was dressed, she wasn't a student.

　Standing there was a blonde haired woman in an erotic navy blue suit that clearly showed the lines of her body.
　Next to her was a stubbled man dressed like a battlefield photographer, with what looked like a camera hanging from his neck.

'Excuse me, my name is Francesca. This is my partner Dolly. I'm sorry to ask you this, but we have information that there is an adventurer, Nito, over here, so--
'Huh...'

　He replied vaguely.

''We're reporters from the Demonic News Agency. Oh, of course, we've gotten permission from the school to do so...''

　The woman who identified herself as Francesca presented her permission slip.

'Magical communication....'

　

'Um, you don't know?　Apparently, a student with such a name was admitted to this Hail Kuwait about a week ago.

　Why would you ask me that of all people?
　There are plenty of other students out there.

I'm not sure. I think a girl was talking about that, but...
'Well..... Thank you for your cooperation.

　Playing an apologetic look, I crossed in front of the reporter and left the scene.

　It was a close call.
　I'm glad I didn't get caught.
　That was probably a camera. I don't want my face in a quandary.



Hey, Dory, is that cognitive blockage?

　Francesca narrowed her eyes at the back of her student as she left with a bitter smile on her face.

''Yeah, I'm pretty sure, I couldn't see his face. And I didn't even feel any magic power. Why would a student wear something like that?　It's not something a kid could get his hands on, no matter how much of a nobleman you are.
That's funny, I don't think I would normally wear a robe with distraction in a school setting.
For example, it's part of a class or something. It's not news to me. Let's just find this guy and get on with it. I know you're in here.
I'm not sure yet. It could be a hoax.
"If it's not enough, let's just go to Rashausen, this place is boring. I'll be back when it's time for a school game.
Well....

　Dolly's didn't seem to be particularly trapped.
　Francesca, however, was different.
　The meaning of that stare at Masamune's back was suspicious.
　She was uncomfortable.
　But she couldn't find an answer right then and there, and the two of them disappeared into the depths of the school building in search of the adventurer Nito.



Oh, Nito. You're late.

　When I finally reached the library, Toa and Patrick were already inside, searching for books.

'They're finally here,'
"They? And Toa.
'I'm a demonic connoisseur reporter,'

　I explained my current situation to Toa, who was questioning me.

''Well you've become quite famous, haven't you?

　Toa seems to have gotten stuck on the whole "pack of girls" thing.
　He was looking at me with disgust.

"It's not so nice," he says. It's not that nice. Suddenly we were surrounded by students, and the demonic correspondents caught us. Well, we didn't get caught.
I should have bought the masks first.
Maybe.
What's a mask?
Hide Nito's face. They're going to blast the shutters as fast as they can.
We're going to town anyway. Come on, let's think about it. But my magic is--
Oh, look who it is, it's that country prince, Patrick, isn't it?

　Then a girl in black appeared, her straight black hair swinging in the air.
　She was supposed to be in class now.

'Didn't you go back to your parents' house?'

　A black cat-eared girl, as tall as Nem, stood beside her.

'Alice, not now,'
To whom do you speak? Don't call me by my name. Your incompetence will take over.
Then get out of my way!

　I saw Patrick's voice and face as he lost his temper, but it was a little different than the one I saw on the first day of school.

'You know him, Patrick?'

　Patrick fell silent at my question.
　The schoolgirl smiled a cold smile across my face and returned her gaze to Patrick again.

'It looks like you're in good company, Prince. Very well, I'm going to withdraw today in deference to your honour over here.

　The schoolgirl left the library with the black cat girl.

'What's that thing, it's not very nice.
Alice Cresta...
What's Cresta? And Toa.
' ... the duke's daughter.
So, why did this Alice come at you, why did she come at you, did she bear a grudge?
It's...

　Patrick closed his mouth with difficulty.

'Well, if you don't want to say it, I won't ask.
"...the Cresta family was an offshoot of the Rasthausen family.
'Oh, I see...'

　I don't understand it in depth. It's just something.

'But I don't know if there was ever a nobleman like Cresta in Rashausen.

　If it's called a branch family, it sounds like you should have heard of it at least once.

That's why. When King's Landing was founded, my ancestors kicked out the Cresta family. That's why they have a grudge against Razhuisen.

　It made sense.

'I know we're probably barely related by blood anymore, but the Cresta family still thinks they deserve more royalty than we do.
You're a lot of things, aren't you, Prince?
You have a lot of things going for you, Patrick.
Well come on. Anyway, Nito, you remember what day it is, don't you?
Today? And Toa.
'Oh, you're going into town, to buy materials?　I mean, my magic is--
'I went through all the shelves here before Nito arrived. But I didn't find any books like that.
So I guess we're done looking for him here.
''Didn't it say something about advanced healing magic or something like that the other day?''
All it said was that he had magic.
Okay.

　Afterwards, Toa dismissed them on the spot as he had some business to attend to.
　Whatever it was, he was going to teach Nem a swordsmanship lesson, and Sierra was waiting for him.
　The healer's attack magic was left for later and I went out to the next town with Patrick.