Chapter 183.2. Orientation


    <strong>183.2. Orientation</strong>


    No.


    Please?


    Saffron Merryster rubbed her temples as I pleaded with her.


    Ill just sleep on the couch! I have nowhere else to go!


    Dont you have the coin, Salvos?


    Yep! But I dont know how to buy a house!


    You dont have to


    There was a moment where she tried to work her jaw. Where she tried to speak. But something in her clicked, and she decided against it.


    You know what? Fine. But I will not amodate you as I have done so so far. You will not be my guest. You will be a <em>roommate. </em>So, try not to make a mess, or I will be lodging formalints against you.


    Yay! Thank you!


    I hugged her and entered the room, throwing myself onto the couch. My belongings were still here, since I had been staying over beforehand. Matthew gave me a sidelong nce from the kitchen as he washed the dishes from the night before.


    Also, Matthew will no longer be catching your meals for you. You will have to find those <em>bugs </em>by yourself.


    Aw. But thats fine.


    I got to work, rather than arguing with her. I began sifting through the documents I had been given, trying to figure out what sses I wanted to take for my first term in Mavos Academy.


    Ok, so, there are these sses thats a lot of sses. And theyre very specialized, arent they? Although, it looks like these two sses are full, and these other seven sses have been dropped. Hm.


    There was, fortunately, a ss on space magic. And another on theoretical dimensional movement. Also, a ss on summonings, which I thought would be relevant to me. So, I chose those three as my main sses.


    I had to choose another two, unrted to my concentration. I chose general rune study as one of them, since I was interested in understanding how enchantments worked. I wouldve liked to replicate something simr to the Runic Scroll of Starfall. Since I wasnt an [Enchanter] or a [Runesmith], I highly doubted Id be able to create anything equal to its level.


    But Id have been satisfied with being able to create Low Grade artifacts myself.


    Lastly, I had to choose ab ss.


    What even is ab ss?


    I wondered aloud to myself. Saffron nced at me, snorting.


    Lab sses are meant for practical learning, as opposed to the more theoretical lessons given from the other lectures. While the regr sses <em>are </em>practical with examinations that test your abilities on the field, those happen only so rarely. Working in aboratory will require almost every lesson to be practical lessons.


    Huh. And here theres smithing, alchemy, herbalism, crafting, mining theres a lot of things here. What should I choose?


    I suggest alchemy.


    Saffron peered over my shoulder.


    It is the most useful for someone such as you to learn. When you are out in a Dungeon or far from any civilization, itd be useful to know how to use the ingredients at your surroundings to create your own potions, no?


    Youre right!


    I looked over at the options listed. Most of the alchemy sses were full, except for two of them. One was by a professor William S. Bradern. The other was by [Alchemist] Raymond.


    Which of these sses do you think I should take?


    Ive heard good things about professor Bradern. However, he is a harsh teacher. For someone like you, whos more new to all this. Id suggest taking [Alchemist] Raymond instead.


    Alright then!


    I finished filling out the documents and left to submit them. Before returning, I stopped by one of the gardens to hunt for insects to eat. I snagged a few colorful-lookingrge critters, filling my stomach, and left with a burp.


    It was past midnight by the time I was back in Saffrons room. Or our room, now. Matthew didnt stay over in the dormitory. He found his own ce to stay elsewhere in Mavos Academy. Saffron was already asleep, so all I did was copse onto the couch, excited for the day that was toe.


    <em>Im finally going to begin school. </em>


    It was nerve-wracking. There were still several hours before my first ss started. I didnt feel sleepy, for whatever reason. Did my [Partial Mortality] penalty vanish somehow?


    Whatever it was, I didnt sleep. I had no reason to. I didnt feel like it. Instead, I stayed awake, happily nning all the events of the next day. I also considered the pros and cons for my various sses.


    [Fairy Maiden] seemed more appealing than ever to my mind, which was slowly growing more and more tired. But [Worldly Mystic of the Nexeus] sounded cool! And [Dimensional Mage] would raise the least amount of questions.


    It was a tough decision. And I yawned.


    <em>General Skill [Racial Skill: Partial Mortality] has leveled up!</em>


    <em>[Racial Skill: Partial Mortality - Lvl. 3] -> [Racial Skill: Partial Mortality - Lvl. 4]!</em>


    <em>Experience is awarded for the leveling of a General Skill! </em>


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    Salvos, youre going to bete!


    I blearily blinked my eyes open as Saffron pulled me out of the couch. I yawned, and she shoved me out of the door.


    Come on Im not going to bete because <em>you </em>overslept!


    I stumbled forward, confused at what was going on. Wasnt I awake just a moment ago? I was pretty sure the sun had just risen, and I decided to rest my eyes for a second. But now it was higher up in the sky. It was nearly noon!


    Saffron led me out of the dorm building and into the street. We were in the west wing of Mavos Academy, where most of the housing areas and food areas were located. I was still confused when I spotted the name written on a building in the distance.


    Your first ss is at that building over there!


    She pointed, before running off in another direction.


    Dont bete or youll be in trouble!


    I watched her go as I mindlessly headed to Shovelers Hall. I didnt run, for whatever reason. I only realized that I was, in fact, five minuteste, when I stepped into my first lecture room. It was the ss on space magic. It was a smaller room,pared to the others I passed by.


    There were only a dozen students there, seated rather far apart from each other. The lecturer an olderdy with a single monocle was drawing a circr shape on the chalkboard. They nced over at me as I stood at the doorway, unsure of what to do.


    She raised a wrinkled brow.


    I take it you are the new student?


    I struggled to get words out of my mouth.


    I, um, just enrolled yes? Im Salvos?


    She nodded and gestured at an empty seat.


    Take a seat, young miss. And try not to cause any more interruptions.


    Y-yes!


    I hurried over to the seat she pointed out. I found myself settling down next to a rather scrawny man who was studiously scribbling down on a piece of paper. He had a few books opened up as he nced between his notes, the chalkboard, and the textbooks he had.


    And it was then I realized I forgot to bring my bag.


    It was my first ever day in school, and I made such a massive mistake. I was flustered, to say the least. With a deep breath, a single thought crossed through my mind. I condemned the thing that was at fault the most for these series of mishaps.


    <em>I hate sleeping!</em>