Time was passing, and the academic year was nearing its end. The lessons of the dragoness Reines were gaining great popularity. Despite the fact that using the knowledge obtained from her in real combat would be quite problematic.
Now, there were many more of us, and there were many more opportunities for joint training. The students of Levris had long been coming to us as if it were their own home, although none of them mentioned joining the guild.
Rumy often spent her free time in the backyard of our guild, which clearly displeased the warrior faculty, where many were eager to practice their skills with her. So, occasionally, heads of onlookers peered over the fence, curious to watch us. Perhaps they were simply coming to gaze at the beautiful girls.
It even got to the point where Vina began selling tickets to our training sessions, turning it into some sort of performance, and surprisingly, they were quite popular.
As for Aileen, she didn't often fight alongside us, but she never refused Miriam's archery training. Instead, she spent much more time at the beach.
Sometimes, we observed her dragging various building materials there, and sometimes entire caravans arrived at her place, but she never confessed what she was doing. And we never found any traces of her work on the beach. The only person who could answer our questions was her supplier.
"Well, she's spending the money she won in the tournament. The bet was in imperial gold, but in Veranian gold, it's about five thousand," said the supplier.
"Not a bad sum..."
"Yes, I suggested she invest it in some venture, but she said she's not interested in profits. Tsk, the foolish elite of the working profession," Vina disapprovingly clicked her tongue. "But she asked me to get her the best materials available on our continent."
"Do you have any idea why?"
"Hmm, well, there were many materials that you wouldn't find in the empire, after all, magic is a rare occurrence there. But there were also simpler types of wood and metals. Also, glass, resin, fabric, ropes, in short, many things."
"And where does she take them?"
"How should I know? Either someone picks them up from the beach, or she has a secret hideout there. In any case, she always takes everything to the beach and asks to be left alone. We won't know what she's up to until it bursts out!"
"Whaaat?"
"Well, you never know. Maybe she's building a doomsday machine there, and we're not in the loop!" Vina smirked mischievously, but the pale faces of the listeners seriously assessed the quality of her joke. "Come on, it's unlikely she has anything like that there. Maybe she's just building a little house for herself..."
"Let's hope so."
"By the way, we should all gather and discuss plans for the future."