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Louise swiftly crossed the streets of Tristania. Even though the ambient and masses of people around her were just the same as they had been not an hour ago, when she had so exulted in being an entirely different person, she could not derive the same excitement as before. This was all Montmorency's fault.
The blonde followed maybe a couple of steps behind her, but surprisingly was keeping up with the gruelling pace Louise was setting. She was, however, struggling, her breath coming out short and a slight sheen of sweat forming on her forehead. If nothing else, thought Louise, Montmorency possessed pigheadedness in spades. She'd have to, to keep clinging to Guiche after everything the fop did. Louise would rather like she wasn't using that dubious quality to keep following her.
After Montmorency had regained some of her color, Louise had made to leave only to be stopped by her classmate.
"Where are you going?" Had asked Montmorency, hand on Louise's arm.
Louise had answered with the, if slightly altered, truth. "To meet up with my teacher, see if my equipment is to his standards." Which she though so, but couldn't be sure for her armor, as she lacked even a cuirass.
Montmorency surprised her, however, by declaring, "Then I'll go with you." Her back had straightened, carrying her usual poise and she nearly glared at Louise, daring her to tell her off.
"What? Why?" She had blurted out.
Montmorency had barely hesitated a beat before replying. "For Guiche. He needs to get some discipline instilled into him. Maybe your teacher can help."
It was lie through and through, Louise had been able to tell. It had nothing to do with Guiche but everything to do with Louise herself. Montmorency wanted to see if she was telling the truth. And, pride stung, vindication still lurking in the back of her mind, the pink-haired mage decided that if she was so worried, why not? Someone from the Academy would see her growth first-hand and finally, finally understand. The training Montmorency had been so bent out of shaped about would show its results and she would understand. So she replied with something her mother used to say to her when Louise was too stubborn for her own good. "Well, keep up then."
And she had.
Louise had honestly though she'd give up eventually, but the blonde remained stubborn. A small part of Louise was impressed. The rest of her was annoyed. Although not an insignificant portion of her would enjoy seeing the look on Montmorency's face when they arrived at The Golden Chimney, not to mention her face when Louise demonstrated her newly-achieved rank… it was risky. She might go around telling people about it… even if it wasn't really her style.
Tabitha was spying on her, Montmorency had noticed something was wrong, and those were the people Louise knew about. There were certain attentions Louise didn't want to draw… and certain attentions nobody wanted to draw. She didn't think it was anything at that level, or the Headmaster would have said something, but still. The figments should remain her secret.
But Montmorency wasn't the only stubborn teenage mage, so Louise put aside her concerns and soldiered on.
Finally, she reached her destination. The Golden Chimney, in all of its non-glory, stood before Louise and her unexpected companion.
Montmorency regarded the building with apprehension written in her features. "This… this is the place?"
"Looks like a good place." Chimed Derflinger from his sheath.
Louise nodded to both of them before entering the inn. The establishment was nearly as empty as the first time Louise had been to it, even if this time it was closer to lunch hour. She noticed, curiously, that although her entrance seemed to draw less eyes than before, they lingered on her longer, appraising her. She decided to take it as a good sign.
Sébastien was at the counter, cleaning mugs with his rag again. He raised both of his eyebrows at her entrance. From the hair, it could only be one person, but the clueless young girl from before had disappeared to make way for this determined, self-assured lass. Yet, he considered approvingly, it was the girl.
"Miss," he greeted, "would you care for something? Some wine maybe?"
Louise's cheeks colored faintly at the reference to her previous… excess. "No, thank you. I'm here on business today."
"And the other young Miss?" The man slid his eyes over the blonde Academy student who looked very much out of place inside his tavern, and seemed to be fully conscious of it.
The pink-haired girl shrugged. "She followed me of her own initiative, by her own two feet. Who am I to tell her what to do?"
"Indeed," hummed the owner. "So you're here on business, are you Miss? Are you still set on this path?"
"I am." Louise answered. Like there had eve been any doubts.
Sébastien sighed quietly and put down the mug he was cleaning. "Very well the. Let's see what you've got. I don't see a swordwand on you."
Derflinger chose that moment to speak up. "Bah, who needs one of those pretend swords when you've got me?"
Sébastien paused, and so did everybody in the inn. "Your sword… talks. Where did you get it?"
"At the blacksmith's behind the Silver Cauldron's potioneer."
The man nodded. "I see, I think I've heard something about an old sword from there before. But can you even use that thing, Miss? It's almost as big as you."
Louise unsheathed Derflinger with one hand, easily holding it in a guard position. Her arm didn't even tremble the slightest bit, observed Sébastien with some surprise. He wouldn't have guessed it with her size, but clearly the girl had more than a few surprises in her sleeves. He was starting to approve of her.
"Derflinger can function as well as any swordwand. I've tested it." Said Louise to forestall any further remarks about her sword. The sword that she was determined to not regret buying.
"That's convenient. You also have a dagger, good." The owner continued and gave her armor a long, hard look. "That's quality buff there too. Must have cost you a small fortune, but it's definitely worth it. Not too heavy, keeps you light and agile. A good choice for mages."
Louise blinked. "Don't the knights in the Corps use plate? I'd thought it would give more protection." Her mother used a full mail and plate armor after all.
Sébastien chuckled. "Well, you have to be able to afford good quality steel. Then, most of the knights you're thinking of, Miss, mount dragons, gryphons and manticores, and its their mounts that hold most of the armor's weight. Lastly, that kind of armor is usually enchanted to weight less, but the same results can be achieved with a lighter, less unwieldy armor enchanted to offer more protection instead. Even among the Queen's knights, full armor is losing popularity. The Gryphon Knights have already abandoned it almost in full."
"Oh." That was something to consider, but Louise still thought a full armor enchanted for lightness was better. Even if the enchantments failed, the steel would still be there, and a wind mage could achieve the same effects as the enchantments.
"Anyway, you've got the armor and the weapons, Miss. At least, you look like somebody I'd consider hiring. A little bit. His your magic also up to par?"
Louise grinned almost savagely. "Yes. I'm a Line mage now." From behind her, there was a choked gasp, but Louise was more invested into meeting Sébastien's gaze.
He looked at her, searching in her eyes for the truth. Then, he reached under the counter and touched a wooden spoon with a long and particularly clean handle. Truthfully, it was a wand with a spoon's end attached to it. A clever little ruse that made people underestimate Sébastien. Without an incantation, he cast Detect Magic. And to his eyes, Louise glowed. More than before anyway. Wind magic from the way the air seemed calmer around her.
"So you are." Sébastien nodded then smiled, a bit proudly. "You pass."
Quest Completed!
+2000 EXP
You have leveled up!
Louise beamed herself. She'd done it. She'd done it and leveled up. She itched to look up and see a 2 next to her name. She itched so much to confirm she'd done it.
Sébastien smirked evilly. "Alright then, Lass. Then before I give you my letter of recommendation and all that… You still have to prove yourself to me. Show me you really have what it's got."
New Quest!
Impress me
Your new patron, Sébastien, wants to see what you're really made of. Try not to lose too badly.
> Have a spar with Sébastien
Rewards: +800 EXP
Louise gulped.