Department of Dungeon Studies: A Magic Academy LitRPG by J Pal

Author:J Pal [Pal, J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-EIGHT

MENTOR AND APPRENTICE

The first month of the semester ended without Nox making significant advances in his spellform or solving his money troubles. Meanwhile, guard presence around the city increased. Individuals wearing crests from the Imperium and other ruling powers became common on campus. When asked, university staff claimed it was because of the upcoming summer solstice festival. Nox believed there was more at play, and it probably had something to do with the disappearances around the city.

Despite the abductions and increased presence, everyone appeared in a festive mood. Floral decorations around campus and outside grew, colorful flags and banners hung from walls or across streets, and new stalls popped up on the pavements, making streets and walkways narrower.

More roadside eateries popped up, further clogging the roads with patrons and, worst of all, drinkers. Thanks to the Sigil of Immunity, Nox never learned to indulge in the latter habit. Occasionally, he felt envious of the joy and merriment drunks in taverns displayed. Then he saw them vomiting or lying unconscious in an alley, and pity replaced all other emotions. The headaches and stomach upsets the following day didn’t appeal to him, either.

“I wonder if I could make a fortune with a cure for hangovers,” Nox mumbled, weaving through a crowd. Then he reprimanded himself for whispering when silent thoughts worked just as well. If mumbling turned into a habit, someday he’d reveal secrets to an eavesdropper or passerby with enhanced hearing. Some of Nox’s secrets would likely get him killed.

It was Sixthday, and the first month of the semester had just ended. Most students, except those in the production department or taking Beginner Dungeon Combat, had the day off. Now that he didn’t need to attend Advanced Alchemy, he technically had the time to himself, too. Unfortunately, it was the only time Kris had off and had set a much-needed mentor-apprentice meeting.

“Come in,” she said when he appeared at her door.

Instead of her office in the main building, Kris had organized the meeting at her apartment next to the eating hall only royalty, nobles, and their entourages used. It was far nicer than the buildings near the campus wall, and each apartment covered the entire floor. Kris occupied the ground floor, and the two abodes above had their individual entrances with external stairs leading up to them.

Dusk was less than a bell away, and Kris welcomed him in a slim evening dress, hair in curlers and tissues sticking out of her neckline. “I apologize for my state,” she told him. “This is the one evening where I’m not teaching, holding office hours, or investigating the disappearances. Unfortunately, it is also the evening Dean Woodson organized a meeting with continental powers so we can get more funding.”

“Funding? For what?” Nox asked, feeling curious about the university’s inner workings.

“To sponsor more people like you, of course. There are far too many talented individuals out there who go unnoticed or unutilized because we don’t have the funds to support them.” She raised her hand before Nox could interject.

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