The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 11

The next morning started with theory lessons as usual, followed by practical training in the afternoon. Rekka had wandered off somewhere after breakfast, and when she returned, she had captured a small boar from the forest.

“Alright, time for practical training. Falce, you’ll spend the time until dinner playing tag with this boar. Maroa, you’ll head outside the village and take down the chicken-sized magic birds using this sword. If you break it, you’ll skip dinner. Let’s begin,” Levain-sensei instructed.

With that, Rekka released the boar. Since the village was surrounded by fences, monsters rarely entered from outside, and the small boar couldn’t escape.

Grumbling, Falce began chasing the boar tirelessly.

As for me, Sensei handed me a thin sword, resembling a rapier or fencing blade. With such a delicate weapon, cutting off a neck was impossible. I’d have to adjust my technique to avoid breaking it. My only option was to aim for the heart or head or find other weak points to incapacitate the birds.

Since Sensei had said they were just magic birds, I figured it wouldn’t be too challenging. With that thought, I headed outside the village, making my way to the forest entrance where they were known to nest.

…There they are!

Drawing the slender sword, I faced one of the small magic birds. While I had trained extensively in swordsmanship and muscle memory, I had never thought deeply about the weapon itself.
Technique truly mattered.

Despite my efforts, I struggled to take down the bird.
I had to aim for its weak spots repeatedly, which left the creature injured and enraged. It attacked me with even more aggression.

By the time I finally managed to kill it, the bird was in a pitiful, mangled state. It was so battered that it probably wouldn’t taste good anymore.

Disheartened, I tied it up and carried it back home.

“Levain-sensei, I’ve taken it down,” I said.

Sensei glanced at the battered magic bird and smiled at me.
“Well, at least the sword didn’t break. That’s something,” he remarked.

I had a vague understanding of why Sensei had given me this task. However, mastering the skill he wanted to teach would require a lot of focus and precision.

From that day on, my training focused on refining my strikes—thinking about how to cut, the direction of force, and the speed required to dispatch monsters efficiently.

Meanwhile, Falce, who initially struggled with the boar, grew more confident. By the end of the week, he could leap onto the boar’s back with ease.

Over time, we alternated between the two training regimens every two weeks.

The small boar Rekka had brought back grew into a large beast. It became accustomed to us and spent its days running around the village, basking in the sun, or playing in the plaza. Villagers occasionally dressed it up with ribbons or gave it fruit, which it happily accepted, rubbing against them in gratitude. It had become a sort of mascot for the village.

After spending a year under Sensei’s guidance, including studies, training, and occasional guild quests, a year and a half passed.

In six months, I would have to return to the royal capital. Both Falce and I were to attend Balstork Academy there.
One day, as we were studying in our usual room, Levain-sensei turned to us with a serious expression.

“Well, it’s been two and a half years since we started working together. You’ve both completed the academic requirements for the academy. Which courses do you plan to take?” he asked.

“I’m going for the Knight Course, of course. I want to become a knight,” Falce replied immediately, without hesitation.
“And you, Maroa?”

“I’ll join the Knight Course as well. I want to become an adventurer. After graduating, I’m considering renouncing my noble status.”

Violeta always insisted I act like a proper lady, but it just didn’t suit me.

Even if I chose the Lady Course, as a woman without magical abilities, no noble family would welcome me. I hadn’t attended middle school, and at my age, without a fiancé, I was likely already considered a problematic case.

I’d probably end up as an old maid—or worse, a second wife to some much older nobleman.

I couldn’t care less about the arranged marriage my absent father had decided for me.

“I see. In that case, I’ll write recommendations for both of you to enter the Knight Course,” Sensei said.

“Really, Sensei!? That’s amazing!” we exclaimed in unison.
“Good. Then for the next six months, we’ll focus on raising your adventurer rank through more quests,” he announced.
“Yes!” we both replied enthusiastically.

Falce and I had worked hard, and now we were ready to tackle higher-ranked challenges and continue improving.

That day, the four of us headed to the guild as usual. Sensei selected a request and handed it to the receptionist.

“To earn points, today’s task is to take down two D-rank Big Boars. Falce and Maroa, you should be able to handle them now.”
…Big Boars.

Unlike the village boar, Big Boars were several times larger and fiercely territorial.

We headed east past the plains into the forest. Big Boars’ size made them easier to spot, but we still had to search for a while.

I wandered a bit from the group, scanning the ground for tracks or droppings. Soon enough, I found large footprints.
This must be it.

Following the tracks, I soon spotted their source—three boars. Two were smaller, but the third was an impressive Big Boar.
I felt confident. I had grown stronger. I could do this.
I shouted loudly to alert the others, then launched a [Fireball] at the largest boar and dashed into the plains in a zigzag pattern.

Running in a straight line would’ve gotten me caught instantly.
The Big Boar charged with astonishing speed.
Thanks to my training with the village boar, I knew how to evade its attacks.

…Or so I thought.
I stumbled over a slight dip in the ground and fell.
This is bad. It’s going to ram into me. I shut my eyes tightly.
“Maroa!!” Falce shouted.

The Big Boar collapsed mid-charge, bl00d spraying everywhere.
Falce had cast [Wind Cutter] and taken it down.
“Maroa, are you okay!?” he asked.

“Falce, thank you. I really thought I was done for,” I said shakily.

“Good. As long as you’re alright,” he replied, helping me to my feet.

My hands were trembling with a mix of fear, shock, and relief.
“Maroa, take it easy. Rest while I handle the rest,” Falce said, patting my head gently.

“One down already. We can wait for Sensei and Rekka to deal with the other two.”

Soon enough, Sensei and Rekka arrived, having heard us.
“This is an impressive Big Boar. Falce, well done taking it down in one strike. You’ve done well. But Maroa, you were inches from death. Never let your guard down. Always cast a spell before closing your eyes,” Sensei scolded.

“Yes, Sensei,” I replied.

“Now, let’s finish the other two,” he instructed.
Sensei swiftly dispatched one of the remaining boars.

As for the last one, I sidestepped its charge, slashing its leg with my sword. The boar collapsed forward, bleeding heavily. With its tendon severed, it couldn’t stand. While it struggled, Falce leapt onto its back and finished it off with a precise strike.

“Good work, both of you,” Sensei and Rekka said, applauding us. It was a little embarrassing.

Back at the guild, we reported the quest’s completion, delivering two of the boars and keeping the smallest one as a souvenir for the village.

“Maroa, what’s today’s takeaway?”

As expected, we held another reflection session in the carriage on our way home.