The next day, early morning.
Tsukasa took Alice and left the villa, intending to travel far. All their luggage was placed inside a Space Magic Tool. The technology for Magic Tools was brought over from the previous world; this world didn't seem to have such technology.
At least she hadn't seen related Magic Tools in the merchant guilds. Even Fine Steel Rank Adventurers were said to carry their luggage with them when they went out, although legends did mention magic and items with similar effects, they weren't seen on the market.
As for the issue of the Space Magic attribute,
that problem had already been solved.
Even Tsukasa herself didn't know when she had obtained the Space attribute. She thought about it, and the most likely possibility was that she acquired it during the previous world-crossing process, but it was just a small matter.
Since there was no system now, if she wanted to learn Space attribute skills, she would need to find relevant skill books or see someone else use them once.
After all, she didn't have any foundation in Space Magic at all.
So although this attribute was strong,
it didn't help her much at the moment.
When the two arrived at the Adventurers Guild, the Guild Master had already prepared a carriage for their journey.
Tsukasa thanked the Guild Master.
"Thank you for
your help."
"Haha, you're too kind. You're our guild's ace; this little thing is nothing."
The Guild Master pointed to the middle-aged coachman on the carriage and said, "His name is Hanta. He's our best coachman here; he's basically familiar with the routes in every country."
Hanta introduced himself to Astrea with some restraint: "Greetings, Lord Sword Saint. I am Hanta, a Ranger by profession. It is an honor to be at your service."
"He's the best coachman in our guild. Don't let his appearance fool you; he's also a Mithril-ranked Adventurer. He can handle any trouble encountered on the road, and if it's something even he can't handle, it likely won't be a problem for you anyway."
After all, the Sword Saint was a being capable of single-handedly slaying the Goblin King and his entire army. If anyone was blind enough to cause them trouble, they would just be an unlucky soul. The Guild Master wanted to laugh just thinking about that scene.
"I see. Then I'll be in your care, Hanta."
"The honor is mine!"
Hanta's emotions were somewhat stirred.
This was only natural. As an Adventurer, who didn't dream of becoming a hero?
Being able to travel with a legendary hero like the Sword Saint was a dream come true for an Adventurer. Although he was just a coachman, being just a coachman was actually perfect. If he were asked to be the Sword Saint's companion, he wouldn't dare accept the role, but being a coachman was just right. Perhaps in the future, the name Hanta would even appear in the stories told about the Sword Saint.
He could tell his children about it later.
He had once served as the coachman for the Sword Saint; he would surely receive looks of adoration from his children then.
"Let's go."
Tsukasa led Elise into the carriage.
"Yes, Guild Master, we are setting off."
"Good, stay safe. I'll be waiting for your good news to return." The Guild Master knew where the Sword Saint was heading and was already prepared to watch the show.
He was very well aware.
The Kingdom's Swordsmanship Tournament this time was intended as a showcase for their Warrior Chief. Because the Warrior Chief came from a commoner background, his situation in the Kingdom wasn't very good. Furthermore, since he belonged to the Royalist Faction, the Kingdom's nobles found him quite an eyesore. Thus, the Warrior Chief desperately needed a competition to prove his strength.
The King also had great confidence in the Warrior Chief.
He directly announced the Swordsmanship Tournament to select the strongest warrior in the nation. If the Warrior Chief could achieve final victory in this tournament, it would prove he was qualified to be the Kingdom's Warrior Chief!
Originally, the Warrior Chief's chances of winning weren't small, but now there was no hope left.
The Guild Master watched the carriage as it moved further away.
He shook his head.
It wasn't that he looked down on the Warrior Chief.
It was simply that the Sword Saint was too strong.
They weren't even in the same dimension as opponents. As a Third-tier Magic Caster himself, he naturally understood the terror of this Sword Saint.
Moreover, news had recently spread that Lightning Flash of the Empire's Four Knights had been defeated by the Sword Saint's maid. The Warrior Chief was at most on par with the Four Knights; he might not even be able to handle the Sword Saint's maid.
Let alone the Sword Saint herself.
"You're really out of luck."
The Guild Master sighed with emotion.
If the Kingdom's side hadn't been constantly pressuring the Guild and questioning the Sword Saint's subjugation of the Goblin King, withholding the bounty, the Sword Saint probably wouldn't have thought of crashing the Kingdom's Swordsmanship Tournament.
This was originally something the Noble Faction was doing.
The Warrior Chief was innocent, but now, he was the unlucky soul about to suffer.
But who could blame his bad luck?
Besides, it was impossible to say the old King was completely blameless in this matter.
If he had spoken up to acknowledge it, no matter how unwilling the Noble Faction was, the matter would have been a triviality that couldn't be stirred up. The essence of the matter was simply a desire to annoy the Empire and the Sword Saint.
But since the King chose not to speak, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the Sword Saint going to crash the party.
Sometime after Tsukasa and the others departed, Lightning Flash of the Four Knights and the Chief Mage arrived at the mansion at the same time as yesterday, knocking on the door to request a meeting.
These people had persisted for two weeks now.
However, today they knocked for a long time without seeing anyone come to open the door, until shortly after, an Adventurer ran over to tell them.
The Sword Saint had left for a long journey early this morning.
"Do you know where they went?!" Fruda asked anxiously.
The Adventurer replied, "It seemed like they were going to the Kingdom to watch the Swordsmanship Tournament. They've been gone for an hour; you certainly won't catch up now."
"Gone to the Kingdom?"
Fruda was dumbfounded.
He looked eagerly toward Bajiu De.
The big guy immediately shook his head and said urgently, "Stop joking, old man. There's no room for discussion. You know the Kingdom and we are enemies. We must report this to His Majesty first, and you must return with us!"
"..."
Fruda was so angry his eyes bulged. In his view, if this big guy hadn't been stopping him, he would have met Astrea long ago and wouldn't have encountered this situation!
Fortunately, he also knew the gravity of the situation.
The Sword Saint could
ignore the threat of an enemy nation and go crash their party, but they didn't have that kind of ability.
Even for him,
going to the Kingdom would be a dead end.
"Wait a moment, I won't go to the Kingdom, but I want to take a look inside here."
He pointed at Astrea's mansion and spoke.
This old rascal!
Bajiu De sucked in a breath of cold air. This old fellow actually wanted to break in and raid the Sword Saint's home!
"No way!"
What a joke.
If the Sword Saint found out about this,
wouldn't he be dead then?
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