"If I had been writing from the moment of my birth until March 1st, there would have been a few more entries than in this week..." – Ushumgallu falls asleep with this unpleasant thought. He begins the new day with a trip to the university, for four hours to start.
- Well, that's quite a sword you have, - he said, leaning on a crutch, - is it a toy? Or a girl's sword? And that cloak is funny.
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- Ah, if only I had a large mana reserve... - wiping away an invisible, meager tear, the student sighed. - Brains, the market, and luck, that's what I need. Well, at least I can try to improve two out of three, and the last one will depend on what Anuzish allows. Thank you, professor.
He had no more questions.
With that, the lecture came to an end, and Asmidul could do something else.