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Chapter 51 Some Things Cannot Be Forgotten
Compared to the relatively southern climate of Reskan, the winter in the northern capital is much colder.

It didn't have the damp coldness of Riskan that was like a maggot on the tarsus, but the gusts of cold wind that blew in the face without any cover were like steel needles piercing every corner of the skin.

The original tree-lined avenue was now covered with dead leaves, which made a slight crunching sound when stepped on.

Roland stopped among the dead leaves and turned to look at the nymphomaniac who had been following him all the way.

"Didn't you say you were going back to the military? Why are you following me?"

"Oh, you don't welcome me?" Iluvia tilted her head and smiled. "I just happened to be going the same way as you. Isn't this the way to the academy gate?"

"Even if I'm a freshman, your excuse is ridiculous," Roland complained. "The distance between the School of Magic and the School of Spells isn't that far at all."

"Just cross the park between the two colleges."

Seeing that she was exposed, Iluvia just stuck out her tongue and walked towards Roland.

Then, as usual, he stopped about five steps away from Roland.

"I just want to go to the Magic Academy with you."

"Is this okay?"

"That's fine with me. But if I remember correctly, Master Tolan himself doesn't seem to be very welcoming to you."

Roland gave an example and said, "Have you forgotten? When the assessment was over, he was the one who announced the results."

"You wouldn't have forgotten what he said so quickly, would you?"

Iluvia shook her head: "I won't forget."

"Then you still want to go? Are you looking for trouble?" Roland was also a little speechless: "No one cares whether you are a princess or not."

"I won't speak for you this time like I did last time."

"Eh~~~Why?" Iluvia seemed a little unhappy: "Why not this time?"

"Because the situation is different." Roland rolled his eyes at Iluvia. "Last time, I spoke up for justice."

"It doesn't make sense for us to invalidate your results for such a ridiculous reason after we both passed the test."

As she listened to Roland's story, Iluvia also shifted her gaze away from Roland.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if your grades were invalidated because of what you said?"

Roland laughed. "Then let it go. At worst, I'll just follow in my father's footsteps and become an adventurer."

"Besides, I think since I've spoken up for the princess, Her Highness shouldn't treat me unfairly. She should at least reward me with a large sum of money or something, right?"

"Well..." Iluvia didn't say anything else. After a brief silence, she blushed and said, "Then forget it this time. I won't cause you any more trouble."

"Master Tolan is very optimistic about you. I don't want him to give up the idea of ​​taking you as his apprentice because of me."

"Then...see you tomorrow."

Iluvia waved gently at Roland, looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and left.

"call……"

Watching Iluvia leave, Roland breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had some time to himself.

"I hope she's really gone. Never mind, let's go see what Master Tolan has come up with."

When he thought about whether Iluvia's test results should be considered valid, he had an argument with Tolan, who was the chief examiner at the time.

Fortunately, the old man was a nice person and didn't cause me any trouble after he persuaded me.

They even admired his hands-on ability, and it was obvious that he was born to study magical engineering.

After inviting himself out for a meal and chatting for a while, Roland told Tolan about a magic prop that he really wanted to reproduce, but had been unable to do so due to a lack of both technical skills and theoretical knowledge.

Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

Of course, if we are going to do it, we have to make an upgraded version.

The original version's shortcomings are too obvious and it is not suitable for a melee magician like Roland.

He was also deeply influenced by old Lancelot. Rather than enjoying the fun of fighting, he wanted to study life-saving equipment more.

The Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid he envisioned would not only have all the functions of the original version, but would also ideally be able to provide close-fitting coverage without any blind spots.

And while it has extremely high protection and spell resistance, it cannot be too heavy or thick.

In fact, when Roland said this, he wanted to stop.

Because some of these requirements seemed to Roland to be conflicting and unrealistic.

If Tolan had not been interested in Roland and asked Roland to continue, the idea of ​​this magic costume might have been sealed away forever by Roland himself.

After all, it would be a bit unrealistic for him to assemble such equipment by himself relying solely on his own hands-on ability and theoretical knowledge.

But after listening to Roland's story, Toland immediately said: Your ideas are very novel, your requirements are very tricky and challenging, I am very interested.

He also said that he would make an experimental product before Roland started school next semester and give it to him.

Roland had no reason to refuse.

But he really didn't expect that Tolan would be so fast.

As expected, he invented and built the first magic power reactor and optimized the magic crystal production process, making him a master who could be called the founder of the Empire's magic technology industry. His initiative was truly extraordinary.

Excited about getting his new equipment, Roland walked into the office building of the School of Magic.

"Oh, Roland! You're finally here! Did that damn elf forget to pass on my message again?"

As soon as he walked into the gate of the Magic Academy, a white-bearded old man, over two meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, with muscular body, and standing there like a wall, walked towards Roland with a big laugh.

Yes, this is the current dean of the School of Magic, Tolan Tast, a recognized god in the field of magic technology in the empire and even the entire continent.

Although he looks more warrior-like than a warrior, the opponent is indeed a warrior, and an eighth-level heroic warrior.

Researching magical technology does not require a magician.

Warriors above level seven can also mobilize the great source of magic power for their own use.

The old man before him, who had switched from a blacksmith to a warrior, had served in the army for half his life, and finally, for the first time, switched to a researcher of magical technology. He had simply hammered out the foundation for the development of magical technology for the empire and even for the entire human race.

"Hello again, Master Tolan. Ms. Fram has been very busy lately, so please be understanding of her difficulties."

Tolan laughed out loud: "How long have you known her, and you're already speaking for her?"

"Forget it, forget it, forget about that elf. Come on, take this."

As he spoke, Tolan took out a pair of silver gloves from his trouser pocket.

Although it looks like a metallic luster, it feels like ordinary leather gloves.

Roland put it on his right hand and then injected magic power into it. The glove instantly turned into a pool of flowing metallic liquid, covering his entire body.

With a thought, the liquid originally covering the body surface was transformed into various weapons according to Roland's will.

Light and portable, quickly deformed, and with good protection... I didn't expect Toland to actually achieve this.

Looking at Roland's surprised expression, Tolan seemed particularly happy: "So? I told you I could do it, right?"

"It's a pity that I don't have many materials on hand. Otherwise, I could make this item both defensive and offensive."

"What a pity. We only have so much material. We can only choose one between defense and offense."

"Use it first, and remember to tell me what you think. I'll make some changes later."

"This thing is the same as before. It's for you."

"correct……"

Tolan's tone changed: "Are you still in contact with that Iluvia guy?"

"I was wrong during the assessment. I let my temper affect the results. I admit that."

"But as for her, I insist on keeping my attitude, Roland..."

"Stop, Master Tolan."

Roland interrupted Toland before he could finish his words.

The other party has said the same words to me many times.

Roland took off his gloves and looked at Tolan with a smile: "I don't know much about Iluvia."

"My biggest interaction with her was during that assessment."

"Without me, she wouldn't have been able to complete the assessment alive."

“But the reverse is also true.”

"If she hadn't carried me, a severely injured man, on her back, and walked all night to leave that secret Gobi Desert, you wouldn't be able to see me here now."

"She resists, no, she's afraid of close contact with others."

"But she still chose to carry me, already unconscious, on her back, and walked through the Gobi Desert for a whole night, leading me away from the area infested by giant sandworms."

"If you insist on making any requests... then I'll give this back to you."

Roland said as he handed the gloves to Toland with both hands.

"Perhaps I have lost an opportunity to become your student. This is certainly a great loss in my pursuit of education."

"But... there are some things that people cannot forget."

"I'm not from the capital, so I can't understand why you think of Iluvia this way."

"She and I are not very close friends."

"But at least, I shouldn't stand against the person who saved my life for some benefits and become one of the people who are prejudiced against her."

I had already finished writing it and could have posted it, but I felt uncomfortable leaving it in part until tomorrow, so I wrote another paragraph.

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