Chapter 5 – Sponsorship (2)

‘There’s everything.’

The items sold at the sponsored store ranged from things Henry sometimes pictured in his head to things he couldn’t even imagine.

For example, there were familiar materials such as the roots of Say Art, as well as an unknown object called a ‘summoning group’.

However, judging from the explanations kindly written below, it was clear that all of these had a direct or indirect effect on Henry’s growth.

‘You can think of sponsorship as the currency that these wizards give as gifts.’

‘Sponsorship’ had a greater impact than subscriptions.

‘But if it’s currency, you can’t ask for it outright. I don’t know exactly what these wizards want from me, but it would be better for me to maintain my appearance as a knight.’

This had to be done out of goodwill.

What if he even blatantly begs?

At that moment, Henry failed to maintain his attitude as a knight.

[Well, even if it’s a decent RPG, you can cut through everything haha]

[ㅇㅈhahaha PVP sucks]

[If you think about how you can follow a pattern just by raiding haha]

The wizards were still having a heated discussion.

Henry quietly watched their conversation.

[Just looking at the visuals, it would be perfect to have him become a Paladin]

[haha A warrior would also be fine]

[If you are a person who has a good grasp of the concept like this person, an Orc warrior is definitely an option]

[An Orc warrior? Horde?]

Paladin. Oak. warrior.

There were some intelligible expressions, but that didn’t mean I could understand the content.

Then.

A still lively, yet strange voice came out.

Dirty Horde bastards.

I didn’t understand, but my worries were short-lived.

“……Dirty Horde bastards.”

The requirements had been fulfilled to the greatest extent possible.

A disdainful look, a heavy voice.

Upon seeing the perfect human knight, the wizards suddenly began to run wild.

[LOL I can see you feeling it]

[ㄹㅇThe article suits you so well LOL]

[Huh??? Dirty Erra was hiding??]

[LOL A Horde guy was arrested!!]

Suddenly, the wizards started running rampant.

‘Could it be the name of a school of magic?’

Ally with the Horde.

If that was the name of a school of magic, Henry might had been in quite a difficult situation.

But worry for a moment.

A second request came in.

“……Are Horde and Alla the names of the schools that wizards belong to? If so….”

This was difficult. Henry shouted in horror.

“You despicable bastards!”

[LOL]

[Knight of Capitalism LOL]

[Optional race haha]

There was wild laughter.

Fortunately, it didn’t seem to had been a rude action.

‘It may not be the name of a school, or even if it were, this would not be a problematic action.’

It was natural for knights and wizards to perceive the same situation differently.

And it’s hard to guess the atmosphere going around.

The situation that followed was the type of situation that even Henry could understand right away.

‘Is there competition?’

The wizards divided into two groups and began to compete.

Even if you don’t know the details, the situation was obvious.

And what was the price of competition?

It was a donation.

‘This is a desirable situation.’

Henry thought so for a moment.

Of course, his outward behavior was different.

Because he was crying as if he didn’t know what to did and was so embarrassed.

Isn’t it far from the virtue of a knight to encourage conflict and division?

but.

‘If you are too honest, you will live with losses. It doesn’t seem like it’s a very sensitive area.’

Henry was a different person inside and out.

***

The competition continued for some time.

Henry set the tone several times and represented each faction’s position several times.

The result was.

[Donation: 71,000 won]

This led to a significant amount of donations.

Moreover, broadcasting also had its own achievements.

[Viewers: 27]

[Subscribers: 20]

As many as 27 viewers and 20 subscribers!

‘Great.’

They really liked Henry.

I am insignificant, and compared to other knight trainees, I am not very proud of myself.

‘That might have been the reason. ‘It wasn’t good.’

There was something Henry realized while broadcasting.

They were more interested in Henry’s growth than anyone else, and the same was true for the story about Henry.

‘Growing… … I guess they wanted to watch me grow, even though I have such terrible talent.’

In that case, I had to show results as expected.

Only then would you be able to build a consistently positive relationship with these wizards.

‘To do that, the order is to accumulate mana first.’

All that could be seen right now was poor swordsmanship.

A swordsmanship that only looked amazing on the surface, with a very small amount of mana.

But didn’t we already get it?

Just the sensitivity of ‘32’.

No matter how efficient it was, the foundation for the effort was laid.

In addition to that.

[Shopping Cart]

* You could place items to purchase in advance.

As donations accumulate, items to be purchased were also planned.

[Then when does the semester start??]

“It starts right after the week’s break.”

[LOL The crazy vacation lasts a week??]

[That’s too harsh LOL]

[But is a week really a week??]

[Is it the same as real time?]

“Yes, it’s the same. The semester starts in a week.”

[Then is it too long?? For a tutorial, it seems like it takes too much time;;]

[Couldn’t they have been too busy with historical research? [If you think about game quality]

[It’s okay, driver!! If you always do that, I will come every day!!!]

[Me too!!]

“Thank you.”

[For me, it’s a bit… … When will the tutorial be held?]

[Are you just going to continue practicing swordsmanship?]

“No, I plan to accumulate mana from now on. I can’t miss the opportunity given by the wizards.”

[How do you accumulate mana?]

“There is a mana training room. I plan to focus on training there for a while. But today….”

Swipe. It was dark outside.

“I think I should go back to my dorm now.”

This was also the same as Jingeom.

If the group you belong to was B or higher, you could continue the night training as much as you like according to the next day’s schedule.

But what about below that?

The time to return to the accommodation was set.

Increased autonomy according to skills.

Because that was the academy’s educational philosophy.

[So it’s self-indulgence?]

[Ah… … It’s a pity.]

[That doesn’t mean the broadcast won’t be turned on for a week, right?]

“No. You can’t turn the broadcast on and off at will. It can be done as the wizard wants….”

Stop. Henry, who was about to leave the training ground, stopped.

[15 minutes left until the end of the broadcast.]

[Resume at 6 a.m.]

“Sorry. See you at 6 a.m.”

This was the end of the time allowed by the Grand Wizard.

***

Henry’s lodgings were old and shabby.

It’s like the Royal Academy.

If we wanted to, we had the finances to create a more luxurious environment than anywhere else, but this had to be taken as a form of reward and punishment.

Purpose was, of course, motivation.

The dean’s intention was to make continuous efforts if you want to escape from the worn-out environment.

‘It’s an effort.’

Henry sat with his butt in the center of the room.

Even in this shabby space, mana existed.

‘This is an area I am more confident in than anyone else.’

I walked when others were resting, and I ran when others were walking.

Nevertheless, for three years, Henry constantly fell behind.

If you want to bridge the gap that had already widened, you could not be satisfied with a little luck.

‘Let’s try.’

Wake up time was 6 am.

The same was true for broadcasting.

The archmage seemed to want to ensure Henry’s rest, but Henry was already concentrating.

Concentrate on your breathing. The process of exhaling was more important than inhaling. The mana that enters the body must stay in the heart.”

I remembered Instructor Pike’s class.

Although he was not a friendly instructor to Henry, his skills in manipulating mana were genuine.

Henry had already gone through three first years, and he had already memorized the contents of his classes.

“It may not be easy, but it can be said that the process has more than 90% of the impact on the speed of mana increase. Mana loss from exhaled breath has a decisive influence, so… … .

‘The only thing you exhale is air. ‘You have to think that mana is not being released.’

Long, heavy breathing was repeated.

Henry felt the mana flowing in with his inhalation. It was still mysterious, surprising, and hard to get used to.

A strange feeling of foreignness tickled my throat.

Far from being unpleasant, it was rather a refreshing sensation.

‘It’s not easy, but… … .’

The sensation I felt when exhaling was similar.

So, almost all the mana was draining away.

‘If it were easy, it would be weirder.’

We had just taken the first step.

I gave up my impatience.

I thought back to what I heard in class.

You had to focus solely on breathing. Empty your mind of distracting thoughts. If it’s hard, you could hold a sword, close your eyes, or did anything. “What’s important was not your posture.”

‘It’s a sword.’

It felt like a good method, but unfortunately, Henry didn’t had a wooden sword.

Henry, who was looking around, picked up a cleaning tool lying in the corner. It was a broom with a blunt handle. I held it in my right hand and closed my eyes.

I thought he was holding a sword.

Surprisingly, it worked.

“Whoa.”

Breathing gradually slowed down. I inhaled through my mouth and exhaled through my nose. It was a temporary measure to get it out a little more slowly.

My mind went blank. I only focused on the breath that was sucked down my neck and deep into my chest.

And on the way back,

“Whoa.”

Mana stopped. It hovered around me as if it were holding my chin and enveloping my heart.

Very little mana.

Other trainees may had achieved this in their first class, but for Henry, it was his first achievement.

‘Finally succeeded… … ‘Oh my.’

However, as the concentration was relaxed, the mana floating around also dispersed.

‘It’s difficult.’

It was disappointing, but not disappointing.

On the contrary, I was so happy that I even shed tears of joy.

Until morning comes.

‘Let’s try again.’

There was plenty of time left.

***

3 a.m.

The moon was already high, but Chief Instructor Russo was trudging along with a red face.

“You bastards. What do they know?”

An uncharacteristically harsh expression came out.

A little while ago, when I was having a drink with Alex.

I ran into other instructors by chance, and we ended up having drinks together.

Perhaps it was only natural that the story of Henry Camilton came out there.

“An asshole is an asshole no matter what he does? How dare a bastard called a knight belittle other people’s efforts?”

I felt like I wanted to grab him by the collar.

That was something that should not had been evaluated that way.

What did it mean to had no talent?

What’s wrong with not being able to accumulate mana?

‘How can you belittle a student who has persevered harder than anyone else just because he can’t handle even one mana?’

Rousseau couldn’t understand.

No, rather, it might had been because he was Rousseau that he could understand Henry.

‘I didn’t have any talent either. The only reason I was able to come this far was because I worked hard.’

There was a time when he was a trainee at the academy.

It was only for a moment that my wild dreams were dashed.

I worked hard to overcome my low sensitivity, and through that, I was able to earn the name of a knight, even if it was at the bottom.

There was only one difference from Henry Camilton.

Rousseau was just a little bit more talented.

‘How can we do this when we are all the same outcasts?’

The academy’s instructors were all knights, and the chief instructor was an outstanding knight among them.

But what if you look outside the academy?

He was just a loser who was pushed out by an outstanding knight and kicked out to teach students.

“Whoa.”

A long sigh escaped.

Before he knew it, he came to his senses and saw what looked like a shabby barn in front of him.

It was Henry Camilton’s lodgings.

The result of the dean who said that treatment should be based on ‘skill’ under no circumstances.

‘He probably fell asleep.’

Rousseau slowly approached the barn. I didn’t know why I wanted to see it, but I felt like I had to.

And what he saw when he stood at the window.

“…….”

It was Henry Camilton in meditation, holding the broom handle.

A fierce sadness welled up.

Nothing would change if you did that.

There’s no way something that couldn’t be done in the Mana Training Room could be done in a place like this.

‘Talent is truly cruel!’

Without making a sound, Rousseau turned around.

Because I knew that Henry would suffer even more if he saw himself.

So Rousseau didn’t see it.

For a moment, a light flashed from the corner of Henry’s mouth.

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