Although I slowed down the fall by stabbing the wall with a dagger, the others couldn't do the same.

"ultimate·Field of Wind!"

A gust of wind appeared around me, swirling winds forming a soft cushion around me that I gently landed on with a jump.

Some of the wind rushed to the bottom of the hole, catching the falling people.

Although I wasn't sure who fell into the hole on my side, given the situation just now, it seemed like we all fell into different holes, so I didn't know who I ended up in a hole with.

What's even more frustrating is that I couldn't fly up, so I had to slowly drift down, which was just so disappointing.

Summoning three light orbs to illuminate the cave, after about thirty seconds, I finally reached the ground.

"Of course it's you..."

Hearing that voice, I couldn't help but twitch my mouth. Oh, this luck is really terrible.

"Isn't that Knilia and Ona..."

Looking at the two in front of me, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I ended up with two troublesome fellows, truly adding insult to the injury.

"Alright, Fir, put away your light orbs, that thing is annoying."

Ona waved her hand, and then with a gesture, three blue ghostly fires floated around us.

Aren't these things usually found near graves? Who knew these could also be used as skills?

Upon closer inspection, I found that these three ghostly fireballs were actually summoned little demons, only these demons were called ghostly fires.

"Having such convenient summons for lighting, huh?"

"It's not specifically for lighting, but we do need some light now."

"Well..."

"I say..."

Knilia looked at us strangely and asked, "I haven't heard you guys talk much, but why do you seem so familiar?"

"Oh, it's because I'm friends with her sister, who is Fran, the teacher. But you probably haven't met her, since you haven't even been to school."

"Oh, I see."

Knilia nodded, then said, "But it's just the three of us who fell in here, what should we do? Keep moving forward?"

"What else?"

Ona said.

"I, for one, don't want to spend a few days inside a dragon's graveyard, especially inside a dragon's corpse."

Knilia looked at me.

"Teacher, what do you think?"

"You guys go ahead, I'll follow behind. But you know, it feels like I've been doing all the fighting so far, while you guys just watch. From now on, you should put in some effort too."

"Alright, alright~"

Ona waved her hand, and the ghostly fires followed suit.

I chuckled and followed suit.

"Well, I have no problem with that."

Knilia rolled her eyes, looking at Ona.

"Don't worry about her, she's a mage in the military, she probably has more combat experience than me."

"Good, let's go then."

I'm more concerned about the other groups now. Maybe our combat power is acceptable, but most of the other groups... well, if not lacking, their combat ability is too weak. If they can't cooperate well, it's almost the same as having no combat power.

As for where we're heading... well, I'm not sure, since under the illumination of the ghostly fires, we only saw a long corridor stretching ahead.

In a situation where flying was not possible, it was unrealistic to try to go up from where we were, so the best choice was to walk down along the corridor.

As we walked, I asked Kornelia, "By the way, I remember you mentioned that your master asked you to come to the academy for classes after he left you, right? And then? According to the school records, it seems like you didn't attend any classes, did you?"

"Because... I have my reasons too. After all, there are things that I haven't finished yet, so..."

"It's just because a variant winged dragon stole your master's sword, isn't it? Just say it outright," Ona said.

"Huh?" Kornelia looked at Ona in astonishment. "How did you...know?"

"Tch, your little affair, practically everyone knows about it, right? That's the sword of the Sword Saint, after all. While swordsmanship is the most important, that sword is still part of the Sword Saint's legacy. Some even say only the one who possesses that sword can be the Sword Saint's successor. Well, there has never been a female Sword Saint before, and you lived up to expectations by losing it. Now, it's not just you who wants to find that sword, anyone who knows about this is probably looking for it," Ona explained.

"I didn't realize it was such a big deal..." I nodded. "Hey, hey, my esteemed teacher, you really didn't know?"

"Why should I know? I only have the information provided by the school about the students. If it's not there, then I wouldn't know. But those people are really wary of me, thinking I'd go look for that sword once I find out? Really," the teacher said.

"Aren't you going to look for it?"

"Of course I will," I replied righteously. "And then give it back to Kornelia. It sounds awkward having my own student be the Sword Saint's disciple. If my student becomes a Sword Saint, it's almost the same."

"That makes sense," Ona nodded.

"Hey, hey, you guys are talking as if everything's already decided," Kornelia chuckled.

"It's okay, we'll help you! You can count on us, right, Ona?"

"Yeah, when others refer to me in the future as a classmate of the Sword Saint, it will feel different," Ona said.

"Hey, what are you all talking about?" Kornelia's expression now was exceptionally brilliant. I smiled and continued walking forward.

"Let's go; no matter what, we have to leave here first."

"Yeah, that's right," Ona agreed.