The Distinguished Mr. Rose Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Hope You Enjoyed the Happy Moments Because It's All Downhill From Here

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Chapter 33: Hope You Enjoyed the Happy Moments Because It's All Downhill From Here Before Lucius knew it, a month had already come and gone. It was during the evening of their thirtieth day that Lady Bradamante gathered the players back to the stadium and addressed them with a voice filled with dry indifference. “You’ve toiled well these past few weeks,” she began. “I was skeptical at first, but most of you managed to meet my expectations. Fast learners, surprisingly. With that, everyone here has officially passed!” >[Chain Sub Quest has been completed!]< *(NEW!) +10 unattributed status points *(NEW!) 200 Cosmic Coins Lucius felt a bit hungry, so he put all the points into endurance. The total was now at a whopping thirty-three! The stadium descended into a cry of celebration and relief upon the announcement. Finally, they were free from the lady’s tortuous training. “Don’t get overconfident now.” She sent a sharp glare toward the audience. “I did say you passed, but that doesn’t mean you’re competent. A mere month’s of training is far from enough to make you on par with even the youngest of our Order. However, while you may not have the reflexes of a knight, those strange skills of yours have the potential to make you no lesser than our equals. Refine it—hone it. If you don’t, you’ll only serve as food for the demons.” She stayed silent for a moment, beholding them all while pacing around in slow, perhaps anxious, strides. The paladin seemed conflicted, furrowing her brow and mouthing words that resembled doubt - as if she was forced into what would soon be announced. Lucius had somewhat managed to grasp the language of this land by studying the way they articulated words and then cross-referencing it with their written script (thankfully there was an option to turn off the system’s automatic translation). It had a slight resemblance to early Germanic, similar grammar structure, and as a result the gentleman could now read lips—an important skill for those who fancied the art of snooping. That was why he could confidently say without a shadow of the doubt that the lady had mumbled something along the lines of, “Damn it… must we really send them out now? They’re not ready. Those old fools of the court may as well be leading them to their deaths.” Oh dear, that didn’t sound good. Bradamante slumped over and sighed. The other players noticed her hesitation, and soon, a nervous wave began to spread among them. Just what was she about to say that pained her so? “... After reviewing your progress with the elders of the faith, we have determined you all sufficient enough to contend with the demonic forces.” Ah, so that was it: They wished to mobilize the players as part of their army. Lucius knew it had to happen eventually, but for such a decision to be made so soon… was it out of impatience, or something more malicious in intention? At the very least, Bradamante didn’t appear to belong to the faction that wished them gone. Her hand was forced by a higher power. “Upon the first light of the morrow, you will gather your belongings and then be taken to Roncevaux Fortress near the western border, where our defense against the hordespawn is at its most dangerous. Only the brightest of our Order are sent there, but the elders believe it necessary for you to witness their plight first hand. I cannot guarantee your safety, so it is very important that you do not stray from your assigned positions. The demons are not an enemy you can face. Well, except for maybe a select few…” Bradamante glanced over to Marco and Mili, and to a lesser extent, Lucius as well. The gentleman had been on his best behavior ever since the lady made her bizarre declaration, but a hint of suspicion still lingered in her wary eyes. It wasn’t as if Lucius was trying to hide his prowess; he just never saw any reason to demonstrate it. A gentleman had to be humble, after all. “Still, I would advise against testing your luck,” she continued. “Your only task is to watch