Toward a Piece of Writing

[Linguistics Skill: Lv0 (7/10)]
[Apothecary Skill: Lv1 (15/100)]
[Knight Breathing Skill: Lv2 (36/200)]
[Knight Breathing Skill Experience Point +1]
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In the year 3077 of the Berta calendar, during the era of confusion before wizards had reached the throne, he brought them 'Straight A Student Panel.' He stepped into the sorcerer world, perfected sorcerer knowledge, like a bright moon dispelling the mists of the era.
He was Ivan Marichardon, a pioneer of knowledge, he blazed trails for the way of the sorcerer.

Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

"Halt, where are you from? This place is— it belongs to the Centaur Race, outsiders are not allowed to enter— Ah! Princess Angela?"


As it turned out, the small town did have its guards; a knight accompanied by two knight's pages were patrolling.


Such a combination would have been commendable on Tidal Island, but here in the perilous underground world, should any intruder bearing ill will suddenly appear, they probably wouldn't even have time to sound the alarm.


After closing in at a trot, the middle-aged knight at the front recognized Angela.


"Look at me, I'm so happy I can't even speak properly."


The middle-aged knight, having confirmed the arrival of Angela, visibly relaxed, and without pondering further, he smiled kindly at the others as well, revealing an air of simple and honest local customs.


From Danny, Angela had learned who the protagonists of today's wedding were, her younger brother Leowen.


Chapter 553: The Down-and-Out Centaur