The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

My ears were ringing. I could barely hear Abel’s chatter. It was because I was focusing on Vuel, also known as Instructor Ronzainus, who was a fellow passenger.

The Aldreque-bound carriages all began crossing the landing bridge, traversing the continent.

Meanwhile, from what I had discussed with Vuel, he mentioned that he, as a supervisor, had boarded the front carriage.

Of all times…

I couldn’t tell if my luck was good or bad.

“…I didn’t want to say this, but did you two have a fight?”

Abel, who had been chattering while observing us, finally voiced his thoughts.

“Why has the mood been like this since earlier? Come on, it’s such a great day. We should be excited, like we’re going on a picnic! We’re all on the same team!”

“I like this guy. Feeling like we’re going on a picnic, I like it.”