Chapter 2 The Instructor, Makes a Decision

The Instructor, Makes a Decision

The next expedition seems to be against the Goblin King.

Since I wasn’t a member of the expedition, I had no authority to see the materials provided by the Adventurers’ Guild.

Before, even when I didn’t participate, he would come to me for advice. I guess he doesn’t need me anymore.

Sieg has grown.

He has grown as a leader, as a person, and as an adventurer.

The [Demon Lord Slayer] skill he gained from the first Demon Lord subjugation has made his position unassailable.

The paladin’s [Charisma] skill has completely replaced my [Assist] skill, and my value has decreased even more.

Since the clan won’t be recruiting new members for a while, I’ll soon become an unnecessary existence.

I feel like my growth has reached its limit, and I feel stuck.

It will be difficult for me to grow significantly unless I can apply my own abilities to myself.

No matter how far I go, the [Instructor] can only influence others.

I go back to my room and look at the picture of the founding members of the clan on the wall.

There were two of us in the beginning.

Soon there were three… and now we’re a big clan of 150 adventurers.

Even if I stayed in this clan, I could make a good living just by training the occasional new recruit.

The clan members won’t treat me badly either.

After all, I’m an executive.

But I’m only 20 years old.

Why should I live like a dying old man?

Why should I live like I’m throwing away the skills and knowledge I’ve worked so hard to acquire?

I’m also an adventurer.

I want to be stronger.

I won’t become stronger by staying here.

I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh.

It’s about time.

That’s what I thought.

I can’t stay here any longer.

Of course, I can’t say that I have no attachment to this clan that I built from scratch.

I have a lot of memories of this clan house that I worked hard to build.

First of all, there is Monica, with whom I ran away like a refugee.

My beloved childhood friend, who clung to me and cried in the village because she didn’t want to get married.

My first love, with honey-colored hair and beautiful blue eyes.

We became lovers in our third year of adventuring.

We probably had a codependent relationship because neither of us had anyone else to rely on.

It wasn’t a normal relationship.

Still, I loved her, and I’m sure she loved me back.

I also taught her as much as I could when she got the [Healer] job.

I spent my little income on books to gain knowledge.

Thanks to my teaching, she was able to become an advanced [White Mage].

She was happy, and of course I was too.

I thought those days would last forever. But.

About two years ago, I noticed that something was wrong.

We couldn’t see each other very often.

I was busy training new recruits and doing most of the negotiations, so it was true that I didn’t have much time.

But it was clear that she was avoiding me.

Even in raid parties, she was in the first party while I was usually in the fifth, and we never fought together.

I thought I should talk to her, even if it was a bit forceful, so I tried to visit her one night and saw that.

Monica, in her bathrobe, enters Sieg’s room.

Ah, so that’s it, I realized.

She wasn’t my lover anymore.

I didn’t want to confront her.

If she’s happy, that’s all that matters.

That’s a lie.

I ran away.

I closed my eyes.

On the outside, Monica and I are still lovers.

But I can’t even remember the last time we had a real conversation.

Ignoring the commotion in the clan house, which had become noisy due to the next expedition, I began to tidy up my room and prepare for my journey.

To be honest, I have more money than I know what to do with.

I can’t take it all with me, but I’ll mostly take jewelry that’s easy to carry and sell.

Maybe I should take some of those [Scape Dolls] that can take damage for me….

It's been a while since I’ve moved solo, as I’ve been part of a party lately.

I can’t be lax in my preparations.

Remembering what I taught the rookies in the clan, I prepare for my solo journey.

I need to get a transfer document from the Adventurers’ Guild… No, I’ll start from scratch somewhere else.

Ah, I should send a letter to the people I work with… No, it’s troublesome since I’m leaving the clan. Sieg, the master, should do that kind of follow-up.

He relies too much on me.

I quickly wrote a letter to Sieg and left it in the room.

It’s a kind of revenge against someone who stole my lover.

Even with a spatial expansion bag, I ended up with a lot of luggage, but I easily lifted it by imitating the [Weight Control] skill of the [Porter] job with the [Copy] skill of my [Instructor] job.

It was late at night and there was no light, so I imitated the [Torch] magic of the [Mage] job with [Copy] to light my way.

I also imitated the [Detect] skill of the [Scout] job with [Copy] to confirm that no one else was there and left the room.

As expected, the [Instructor] job is very convenient.