Gauss had no idea what they were thinking. If he had, he probably would have laughed.
The fact that they could train under a professional swordsmanship instructor already showed that their families were better off than those of many low-level adventurers.
With a solid foundation, they also had a much better chance of becoming professionals someday than self-taught amateurs like him.
There was no need to envy them.
Of course, compared to him, they simply didn't measure up.
The swordsmanship instructor, David, had heard what Gauss said. After thinking for a moment, he recalled that he had once taught sword skills to a new adventurer named Doyle for a while. His wariness eased somewhat, and he stepped forward to greet Gauss.
"I'm David, the swordsmanship instructor at this training yard."
"Hello, Instructor David. My name is Gauss, and I'm a new adventurer. I'd like you to give me some basic swordsmanship instruction and correct my mistakes. How much do you charge?" Gauss got straight to the point.
As a swordsmanship instructor, David's goal was to earn tuition fees. There was no need to beat around the bush.
"I see."
As the two talked, the other boys couldn't help whispering among themselves.
After all, they were at an age when curiosity ran high.
"He looks so young."
"Is he here to learn sword skills like us?"
"His gear's pretty fancy, but maybe his fundamentals are worse than ours?"
"..."
After a brief discussion,
Gauss and David settled on a price: 50 copper coins per day for instruction.
To David, this was just one more student to teach, no different from the others.
He had observed Gauss. Although there was something strangely imposing about the young man's eyes, his hands showed no signs of having practiced with a sword for long. He