“She’s a former professor?”0

“Yeah. She said that it was five years ago when she retired and opened the hardware store. Interesting, right?”0

As Se-Hoon walked through the park while listening to Lea’s story, he grew puzzled. He couldn’t fathom why a former professor of the Department of Blacksmithing was running a small hardware store. Given her skills which seemed comparable to those of In-Cheol, one of the world’s top 100 blacksmiths, it was even more perplexing.0

“Does she have a backstory?”0

“Who knows… I haven’t heard anything specific. Whenever I ask her, she just tells me to be quiet.”0

“Hm…”0

“Ah. It’s nothing special, though. Over the past ten years, quite a few professors of the Department of Blacksmithing have left.”0

“Really?”0

This was something Se-Hoon hadn’t known before his regression. The detail intrigued him.0

So professors have been leaving for the past ten years…0

It could have been for personal reasons, but after considering that the Department of Blacksmithing had become one of the weakest departments in Babel Academy, it was a significant piece of information worth looking into.5

I should look into it.0

It was worth investing time in since if his affiliated department grew, so would the support for him. As Se-Hoon pondered various thoughts, Lea tapped his shoulder.0

“What did you think of my skill in enchantments?”0

“Ah, it was good. Your fundamentals are solid. I saw you in a new light.”0

“…Cough. It was really nothing much.”0

Flattered by the unexpected compliment, Lea chuckled awkwardly. But Se-Hoon wasn’t finished and continued, “But you’re too conservative.”0

“What?”0

Her face stiffened as if she had...0