Chapter 56: Going Out (part 1)

After leaving the classroom, I immediately left the academy and headed to the dormitory. 

There must have been some special magic in the classroom. The air that had been so boring and stifling during class became clear the moment I passed through the academy gates.

“Ian!”  

“What?”  

“If you don’t have anything to do, would you like to go play with me?”  

As I was heading to the dormitory alone, Syrah caught up with me. I was about to shake my head since there wasn’t much I could do in a world that resembled medieval fantasy—  

“Voila, what do you think this is?”  

“… What is that?”  

Syrah pulled out a ticket and held it up. 

It was a ticket I had seen many times before.  

“A carriage ticket to another city.”  

“Why do you have it?”  

“I bought it? It’s easy to find if you have money.”  

She lightly waved the ticket in her hand and began to laugh. 

I quickly realized what she was trying to say.  

“… Do you want to go somewhere else?”  

“Day trip!”  

“Hahaha, really…you haven’t gone crazy, right?”  

And—in the end, it turned out that I was just as crazy as she was.

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After a few hours of travel, the magically enhanced carriage arrived at the city next to the Academy. 

It was a bustling place filled with lodging, gourmet food, and entertainment facilities, designed to accommodate students and parents who visited the academy every year.  

“Wow, this is completely different from our city!”  

“Yeah?”  

Syrah, spitting out unnecessary commentary, eagerly looked at the surroundings. 

Unlike the academy, which was adorned with all sorts of magic and summoned creatures— this had a different vibe.

Though it had only taken a few hours, the city had a medieval fantasy charm. It felt as though we had stepped into another world.  

‘It’s like a dream.’  

Despite its medieval style, the Manor was surprisingly modern, with a clear mix of fantasy and advanced elements.  

“Ian, Ian!”  

“What is it?”  

“Look at that. A knight! A knight!”  

She pointed toward the knights marching through the city streets. 

I followed her gaze.  

The knights wore full plate armor that could make any man’s chest swell with admiration, and long swords hung from their waists. Just looking at them made me sigh in awe.  

‘D*mn, that’s so cool.’  

On the battlefield where summoners and demons clashed, knights weren’t as useful. However, they still existed for a reason. While summoners and nobles were busy defending the frontiers from demon invasions, knights were needed to maintain order among humans.  

Humanity’s survival was only possible because of the summoners’ sacrifices, though some idiots failed to understand that. While summoners were too busy fighting demons to deal with human conflicts, it naturally created a need for knights.  

Syrah stared at the knights, excitement dancing in her eyes.  

“Should we ask for an autograph?”  

“An autograph? If they found out who we are, we’d end up having to give them one instead.”  

At my words, she quickly deflated. After all, knights would undoubtedly approach us for autographs if they realized we were summoners.  

‘Now… it feels real.’  

For the first time, I could feel it—I was in the game, no—a fantasy-styled, otherworldly reality.  

“Fine, no autograph… Let’s go over there!”  

Losing interest in the knights, Syrah dashed toward a clothing store.  

“Why a clothing store? We’re on a day trip, and this place’s fashion can’t compete with the academy’s trends.”  

I didn’t understand her logic at all, but I followed her anyway.  

“Wow—look at this!”  

“… Come on.”  

As soon as she entered the store, Syrah gasped in exaggerated wonder. 

The store owner, who had been waiting inside, visibly stiffened at her reaction but managed to keep his composure. 

Syrah’s demeanor screamed “pampered noble daughter.”  

“This is cute! Ian, how about this?”  

“… I don’t know.”  

“I’m going to try it on! Sir, where’s the changing room?”  

“This way.”  

Despite her lively banter, the owner treated her with careful politeness. After all, this was a world where words could turn sharp, and swords could be drawn for perceived rudeness to nobles.  

Or…in my case, maybe not?

While waiting for Syrah to change, a familiar voice called out to me.  

“Summoner?”  

“… Why are you out again?”  

It was my summon, who had appeared out of nowhere and tapped my shoulder. 

Frowning, I asked what she wanted, and she spun around dramatically, pointing at the clothes.  

“Buy something for us too!”  

“… Us?”  

“Yes, us!” 

I glanced at the back of my hand. Sure enough, the patterns glowed faintly as my summons’ voices echoed in my mind.  

[Master, I never wished for such a thing.]  

[Master, I don’t want that either…]  

[But maybe, just maybe, you could use some better armor.]  

[What nonsense! I never said that!]  

I sighed, their incessant whining ringing in my head despite my best efforts to block it out.  

“Fine. What do you want?”  

[I… really?! Master!]

[… Get in line, will you?]

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