Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 102

102 – College Access Advisor

“I refuse.”

“Yes?”

The poor young lady was an aristocrat.

I suddenly met robbers and became poor, but I didn’t starve to the point of being favored by someone I hadn’t seen in a while.

“Shouldn’t someone be watching while the dust settles?”

“But.”

“I can understand that you want to repay a little for an undeserved favor, but you deserve one piece of gold for saving her life.”

The sleeves of her robe trembled slightly as she calmly continued.

I politely bowed my head.

Since she has clearly stated her intention of refusal, she will be reluctant to step out any further.

“I heard the young lady’s will. After all, nobles are different.”

“…Well.”

Her sleeves quivered a little more. In the evening, when the sunset was over, the lights began to turn on brightly.

Light and darkness split between one of her walls, and the poor girl’s clothes began to get black.

Nevertheless, seeing him clenching his teeth and not saying anything, I decided to play around a little more.

I asked her, scratching her head lightly.

“Do you know anyone around you?”

“…Why are you asking that?”

In response to a question full of caution, I just came up with the reason I was in a hurry.

“As you have heard, Young lady, we have to go to college. But Miss Prianian, I also have no connections in the area, so I’m not sure where to start.”

Then the young lady nodded her head.

“Certainly, when the story of the former college came out earlier, Prianian’s face showed embarrassment.”

“There is…”

“Is there?”

She bit her bait.

I tried my best to look ashamed. It was the face of a person whose ulterior motives were caught.

“Indeed, the reason I invited you to this late evening, despite the rudeness, was to treat you to a meal and get advice on how to get into college.”

“Advice.”

“Yes. A word of advice.”

At the words that revealed their intentions more than before, the poor young lady seemed to be pondering for a moment.

Perhaps that young lady has no connection to this area. If that was the case, he would have asked me to go to that house rather than the mansion of a stranger in the first place.

At least she was a learned aristocrat, and it was clear that she had heard more about universities than we did.

I used it to present the young lady with the advice of entering a university in another world.

In the direction of killing two birds with one stone, while giving people the perception that they are doing something in their own way and not undermining the pride of the aristocrats at the same time.

Of course, if she refuses even this lifeline, she won’t take it.

I have no intention of dragging you by force, and there is nothing I can do to help you more than this.

It’s just that I don’t want to see a dead body starved to death after throwing gold at me because I have no money.

“Of course, we will cover the expenses incurred during the consultation. A noble’s advice is valuable.”

The value of the gold brooch she handed over is more than enough to bleed.

It was only then that the young lady seemed to realize that what I had thrown was her own lifeline.

Her waist stretched out a little more, her breasts stood out, then she disappeared under the baggy clothes.

Her solemn voice came through as she struggled.

“Hmm. First of all, there is no ointment around here. I think I can help you.”

“Then go talk to the maid inside.”

I pointed to the mansion and said.

“I don’t have to clean anymore.”

“I guess that’s how it should be.”

In an attempt to preserve her prestige, her hood swayed slightly.

Young lady, who was in charge of the advisory, added her words.

“If you do something you don’t have to do, you’ll just get tired.”

“There is no action you don’t have to do, because I believe that all actions will eventually bear fruit.”

“Is that so?”

The voice was slightly broken, probably because it touched her collar.

“Then go to the wagon first. Go soon.”

“Thank you very much. Young lady.”

If it was to be done anyway, I decided to adapt it a little more to her play.

So, instead of the sound of the door opening that I should have heard from behind, I also decided to forget the sound of something collapsing.

Because I’ll do it anyway.

***

After a while, our advisor and former client climbed into the carriage.

We drove through the night to the inn recommended by Priest Lien, ‘Fluttering Maggot’.

Contrary to the name of the inn, the inside was quite cozy and pleasant.

On the ground floor of the inn, with sturdy stone walls and a two-hander hanging over a fireplace where wood was quietly burning, drinkers were drinking at a few tables.

The eyes of those who saw the strangers were drawn to them for a moment, and soon faded. It’s the sword he’s wearing around his waist, maybe it’s because he’s seen a crossbow.

I handed out a letter from Priest Rien to the owner who was quietly wiping the cup with a cloth inside the house.

“Coming in armed and handing out not money, but a letter. Could it be a duel?”

“If the priest who gave us this didn’t like us, he would have done it.”

“A priest?”

The grim face contorted slightly as the letter unfolded.

At the time I was nervous about the bloody face I hadn’t seen on the battlefield, I could see that face softening slightly.

After a while.

The man put the letter down on the counter.

“Priest Rien’s handwriting is correct. I’ve never seen a handwriting like this other than that priest.”

Speaking in a filthy, heavy bass, he looked at us and said.

“For the price of one double room, we offer all three as single rooms. Breakfast is free. Even bath water once a day.”

It was more than I could have imagined. I didn’t expect to be treated like this.

“What the hell did Rien Priest do for you?”

Then the innkeeper grinned and said,

“You saved my wife. So I’ll say everything.”

After being assigned a room like that.

I came back down to the first floor and sat at a table in the corner.

After a while, Prianian, who sat with me naturally, spoke to me.

“I didn’t expect you to come with me, Mr. G-House. What happened?”

The poor young lady has not come down yet.

Her joining was a story that even Prianian should know about. Traveling is not something I do alone.

So I explained it as concisely as possible.

Actually, the young lady had no home, and she had no money except for the brooch from earlier.

It was obvious that she had no connections, but she was convinced that if she left her in such a place, she would sooner or later get into trouble.

Let’s hear that.

Priyanian let out a sigh, then nodded at her.

“Yes. Mr. G-House saved his life by getting stabbed with a knife, but it would be absurd if he was taken to a strange place and died.”

“Sorry for being arbitrary without discussing it beforehand. Prianian.”

“I couldn’t even discuss it in that situation. And if you’re sorry, do better, Mr. G-House.”

“I have to get better little by little in the future, but wouldn’t it be difficult to become a prianian later if I use up all my money now?”

“Oh my God.”

As if her throat was burning, Priianian raised a glass of water in front of her and took a few sips.

Watch her cluck and move her neck slowly, then focus your eyes on her face again at the right timing.

She met her eyes and opened her mouth again.

“By the way, how are you going to get into that university?”

“That’s why I brought the lady. At least seeking knowledge from people who know more than we do is the way to live a long life.”

“Well, Mr. G-House said that even on the hill, and he tried to steal everyone else’s business money.”

Prianian’s eyes were colored with mischief, and soon he muttered in a low voice.

“Is that why you’ve become so cunning? People were gentle at first.”

“Yes?”

“No. I said it was a G-house-style answer.”

After answering that, she quickly changed the subject.

“Then, are you going to visit the university tomorrow and then the city?”

“What would you like to do with the prianian?”

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“If it’s G-House’s plan, anything is not bad.”

Come to think of it, there was something famous in Colhen. What was it

Not just graduate students.

At the moment I thought about something I had forgotten.

Kikkik.

I saw someone coming down the stairs from up there.

Seeing that she was wearing a soiled robe, it was a poor young lady who became our advisor.

Looking around, it was clear they were looking for us.

Seeing her wearing a hood over and over even after coming to the inn, I raised a question.

“Isn’t it difficult for that person to cover everything like that?”

“I don’t think G-House, who has been wearing gloves and even Gambison, has something to say.”

As if hearing Prianian’s voice, she raised her head slightly and headed this way.

“Good night, Mercenary. And Prianian.”

Our adviser, who sat quietly in the last remaining chair, naturally omitted self-introduction and started to get to the main point.

I didn’t mean to pry, so it didn’t matter.

I’m just going to call myself poor young lady.

“First, let me briefly explain the qualifications.”

After saying that, the poor young lady explained the ‘qualifications’ of college.

What started out as something rather general, that you should have something special, gradually progressed to something more profound.

From the strange philosophy that knowledge is power, to the fact that after graduating from college safely, you can be treated as a quasi-nobility, so it is virtually no different from the entrance gate.

“Some say they go to graduate school because they want to become a professor or gain more knowledge.”

“Oops.”

Anyway, to summarize the long story a little more briefly, I could conclude that it was the upward leveling of the filter.

Since the idiots with their own skills gather and try to enter the school, only real people gather later.

“That’s why more people want to go to college than academy.”

I asked the young lady at the familiar yet strange words that came out of nowhere.

“Then who goes to the academy?”

“I don’t know that much, but at least since it’s related to military affairs, I know that offers are going to people with considerable skills. Is there anyone around you who says they’re going to enter the academy?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

Some crazy bastard is trying to rejoin the army.

“I don’t know much about the academy, but just know that a person with that level of skill can do anything.”

The young lady went back to the main topic.

And in order to protect the carefully selected elites, the university has given qualifications to those who enter and exit.

At those words, a question came to my mind.

“Then how do the workers get in?”

“They know they go in and out all at once.”

Perhaps you can think of something like that in a factory or shipyard.

After that, while explaining her qualifications, she looked at us and said.

“That’s all right. If you have any more questions, let me know.”

As if I had studied separately beforehand, I could guess in my mind that the young lady’s destination was Colhen.

Anyway, our college access advisory committee member, poor young lady, has a fairly satisfactory answer.

“Thank you.”

“You give back what you receive.”

The poor young lady who received my greeting answered calmly.

“I hope that someone will, because every action bears fruit.”