The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 21

“Good morning, Lady Marloa.”

I woke up to the sound of Fars calling me.

“Is it that time already? I need to get ready quickly.”

As usual, I jumped out of bed, dressed swiftly, and headed to the training grounds. Reco was already there, seated and waiting.

“You’re late, my lady,” he remarked.

“Sorry about that. Oh, by the way, Reco, you’re off duty today, right? We’re going shopping for academy supplies, and I’d like you to help me pick out a sword.”

“I was planning to visit the gambling den, but I suppose I can join you. Fine, let’s get started with the morning training.”

We began with running, followed by sit-ups, squats, and push-ups, then ended the session with sparring between Fars and me.
After training, I took breakfast in my room as usual.

After that, none of my family members came to complain to me. Father and Mother likely calmed my siblings down without actually reprimanding them.

Once our training was done, we changed into shirts and trousers, belted on our swords, and prepared to head out. Fars and Reco were similarly dressed in commoners’ clothing with their swords secured. Unlike last time, when we used the marquis’ carriage with Anna accompanying us, this time we opted to walk into town.

The items we bought would be sent directly to the dormitory, so we could return empty-handed. Speaking of transportation, the magical postal system between the estate and the territory only works with fixed locations. It doesn’t allow for transporting living things and has weight restrictions, so it’s not the most flexible system.

Apparently, it’s tied to magical power. Perhaps the royal family or the kingdom’s top magicians could manage teleportation, but that’s out of reach for ordinary folk.

As for the magical paper I mentioned before, it’s a tool for sending small letters. However, after one or two uses, the writing becomes smudged and unusable. There’s also another rare method for sending messages via magic, where you create a bird-like shape that carries a single spoken message.

Magic truly is fascinating, with so many different applications.

“My lady, they’re preparing uniforms over there,” Fars said, pointing to a spacious venue where commoners were queuing to purchase academy uniforms.

We joined the line and quickly got our measurements taken. The finished uniforms would be delivered to the dormitory, allowing us to move on to the next errand without delay.

As a knight student, I’d be wearing a student knight uniform. I felt a sense of relief knowing I could spend my days in trousers. If the uniform had been a dress, it would’ve been impractical and difficult to move in. Ah, yes, noble daughters are expected to walk gracefully and slowly, aren’t they?

Next, we headed to a general goods store.

“This is where we’ll buy stationery and other dormitory essentials,” I said.

Fars and I carefully selected practical items. According to the academy’s information, the dormitories had a small kitchen for boiling water, as well as baths and toilets. Naturally, we purchased bathroom and kitchen supplies as well.

I had originally planned to use only the bare minimum provided by the dorm, but just before we left, Father gave me money, insisting that I buy items befitting a member of the marquis’ family.

Fars, on the other hand, used his salary to make his purchases. When I asked how much he earned, he simply replied, “Quite a bit.” Tch, so I’m the only one here feeling poor.

“Next is the magic shop. I’ve never been to one before—how exciting!” I said.

“Indeed. Since you don’t use magic and there wasn’t much of it in the village, this should be an interesting experience,” Fars replied.

After a short walk, we arrived at an old, suspicious-looking shop. The door creaked loudly as I pushed it open, revealing a spacious interior crammed with all sorts of curious items.

“Oh? You’re not a student from the magic department, are you?” an elderly shopkeeper asked, eyeing me.

“Er, no, I’m from the knight department. I’m here to buy the items listed on this supply list,” I said, showing her the paper.

The shopkeeper quickly gathered the requested items and handed them over.

“You’re a powerless young lady, aren’t you? In that case, take this,” she said, holding up a jar of cream-like substance sealed in a shielding bottle.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“It’s a healing salve. Even without magic, you can use it to heal wounds quickly.”

“Thank you! Back in the village, we only had crushed herbs for treating injuries, and they smelled terrible. This is much better,” I said, tucking the jar into my bag. This is definitely something I’ll carry with me at all times.

Although Fars could heal me with magic, having my own solution was reassuring.

After thanking the shopkeeper, we headed to the weapons shop.
“Reco, do you think I should get a new sword?” I asked.

“Yes, both you and Fars have been using your current swords for a long time. If you find something good, I recommend upgrading.

Especially since the marquis gave you funds, this is a good opportunity to invest in quality equipment,” he replied.

“I have some chips on my blade, so I’d like a new one,” Fars added.

With Reco’s guidance, we entered the weapons shop, where various weapons like swords, axes, and spears were displayed. Out of curiosity, I picked up an axe, but it was far too heavy for me, prompting laughter from Fars.

“Reco, what kind of weapon do you think would suit me?” I asked.
“Me too! What about me?” Fars added eagerly.

“Fine, fine, I’ll take a look,” Reco said, feigning reluctance. “Fars, since your fighting style relies on infusing magic into your strikes, this beginner’s gladius should work well for you. It has a magic stone embedded in the hilt for channeling magic. No need for anything too fancy yet.”

He handed Fars a sturdy yet simple magical sword, perfect for a novice.

“And for you, my lady, I’d recommend something that complements your agility. A lightweight, durable blade with good sharpness. How about this?” Reco suggested, holding up a Viking-style longsword along with three small throwing daggers.

“You should practice with throwing daggers, too. They’re quite stylish, don’t you think?” he added with a grin.

He has a point. Compared to Fars, I lack raw strength. While I can use body reinforcement to surpass him, a weapon that capitalizes on my speed would be ideal. Throwing daggers also seem practical.

I held one of the daggers in my hand. Its compact size made it comfortable to grip, and it felt easy to throw.

Perhaps I could coat them with poison or paralytics. Though, if I use them against beasts, we won’t be able to eat the meat… So, they’re more suited for human opponents, maybe?

Would I use these at a tea party to fend off villains?

I imagined myself throwing a dagger and couldn’t help but think, Not bad.

“Reco, I’ll take the sword and daggers you recommended,” I decided.

Fars and I both purchased the weapons Reco suggested. I was thrilled with my new gear, especially as I browsed decorative sheaths for my sword. Meanwhile, Reco asked, “So, Fars and my lady, what about armor? Do you plan to buy any?”