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R-S Chapter 25
🕑 Added 2025-03-17 20:32:43 +0000 UTC“You say she’s your maid, but why is she here in the middle of our class?” I just answered honestly. “I… Don’t know what to do with her while I’m in class… Is there a place we can send our maids other than just have them sit in our room waiting for us?”
“That depends… Is she good at cooking or cleaning?” I wasn’t sure so looked to her to answer. “Never did either of those things but I bet I could learn quick enough.” Mr. Cullman answered back. “No, the maids working at the school are some of the highest caliber at those things. The standard set would make it impossible for her to do either of those things if she didn’t have a decade of experience at cooking or cleaning.”
Well, that would explain why the food here was so good and why the classes were so clean. The only dirt I remember seeing was in Tobias’s workshop but that was probably because he didn’t allow them to clean it. She could become a magic warrior and go to their classes, but it was already too late for her to enroll unless I got permission from the magic warrior teacher.
For some reason, I doubted Mr. Evans would go along with that plan. The only way I could think of right now was just to have her listen in on the support magic classes while trying to buy her earlier in the next time loops. “Well… There isn’t anything I can do about it at the moment. If you can think of something for her to do let her fill that spot.”
It took a week for us to settle into a routine and Lola ended up working at the nearby restaurant as a waitress while I went to school. Coming back to my room to have sex wasn’t something we could do anymore because while she wasn’t that loud, she was still loud enough to bother my two neighbors enough for them to call the principal on me. We lived in specialty housing close to the school but not on the school's property now.
I think it was also done to let them more easily keep tabs on me. I caught people following behind me whenever I left to do something outside of heading right to school… Which was idiotic to me. If they wanted to keep the fact that I was special a secret, they shouldn’t have a detail of people following me whenever I went anywhere besides the school.
If there was any counterintelligence from the nobles, which I believed was almost a certainty, then the nobles might know I was special and were now trying to figure out why. I would have never guessed that Mr. Cullman was actually the best teacher, at least when he wasn’t suicidal because his funding got cut. I was learning so much in his classes compared to the others. Now I just needed to learn enough from the healing class that I could practice healing magic on my own and I’d be set for skipping out of going to school in some of the time loops.
Support mages handled the logistics for armies. It meant I wasn’t learning much in terms of offense, but the list of spells I needed to learn was far higher than the few I’d learned from the mage classes. Water creation was the most important. Even with my lackluster water affinity, I could still produce enough water every day to help limit the water a battalion would need to transport.
Not only did I learn far more useful spells for living day to day, but ‘support’ mages dabbled in a bit of everything. Everything not deemed offensive was pushed into the support class. Magical blacksmithing, focus creation, enchanting, alchemy, golem creation, and many other subjects all could be learned in the support class. I thought it would make sense for them to have their own classes, but it seemed I was the only one who cared about the small things like this.
It wasn’t always like this, there were several classes all teaching the different categories but the nobles kept pushing to have them removed. They were shooting themselves in the foot if they did manage to defeat the king’s faction. In fifty years, the number of people specialized in any of those categories would have dwindled down to numbers that couldn’t support a nation.
The first year is for getting a feeling in what you’re going to specialize in while the years after was Mr. Cullman just trying to teach the best he could while you learned mostly from books. Enchanting was his specialization, that’s why he and Tobias got along so well. With me he might get even more money as he was the only enchanting specialist in the entire city.
Many of the subjects rolled into one another. Magical blacksmithing and focus creation were very similar. Golem creation needed a base in enchanting to be possible. Some of the most famous alchemists were originally chefs who parlayed that knowledge and experience into their potion-making. I was greedy, I wanted to learn as much as I possibly could.
If I only had so much time, it would be impossible, but the thing was, I could focus on something different every single time loop and put more money into learning than what was possible compared to others. As of right now, I was focused on learning all the spells that would make my time loops better.
Soul space was only the first spell I learned, the next was basic versions of all the element creation I possibly could learn. A spell for unlocking doors, floating small objects from further away than I could knead mana out of my body, making a temporary light source, reducing the weight of heavy objects, a concussive force able to knock people back, a diagnosis spell that would let me know what was wrong with a person, and an analysis spell that would let me know details about the item.
That was what I planned to learn, but also Mr. Cullman had begun teaching me enchanting in our extra lessons. As a natural it came effortless, not only did I understand things the moment I was taught them but I was also able to tell when things being taught weren’t exactly correct. The basic structure of a very well-known expansion rune was off, using a different one would make the expanded space more stable.
That was one of the problems with being a natural. I didn’t know what was worth correcting. While it seemed important to Mr. Cullman, the interruption stopped him from teaching me for three days to verify what I said was correct. It meant that I would have to hold back on correcting every single problem I saw because it would slow the speed I was being taught.
Enchanting was very meticulous and easy to get wrong, which made only those who were meticulous bother learning and practicing enchanting. The biggest thing I learned was that the soul space spell wasn’t nearly as important as I thought it would be. It made far more sense to learn how to make and expand spaces with enchanting and perhaps tie in a separate space to my soul through a mark on my body.
For now, that was an end-game goal. I would need to learn enchanting far more than I did already. For now, the soul space was good enough. I could store the zell necessary for purchasing Lola earlier in the next loop, which would let me get her into the magic warrior class.
