Let's Train Heroine

As he meticulously studied the details of the map, tracing the faded lines with his fingertips, his concentration was abruptly shattered by a knock at the door. "Enter," Lucan called out, his voice steady and composed.

The door creaked open, revealing Emma, a young assistant with a look of nervous anticipation. "Professor Lucan, there\'s a visitor here to see you. She says it\'s urgent."

Lucan\'s interest was piqued. He closed the book he had been studying. "Send her in," he instructed, straightening his posture and preparing for whatever news awaited him.

Moments later, a slender girl with dark hair and an air of nervous excitement stepped into the room. She introduced herself as Marla, a student known for her involvement in various clandestine clubs within the academy. Her eyes darted around the room.

"Professor Lucan," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "I\'ve heard about your interest in rare artifacts and ancient relics."

Lucan raised an eyebrow, his curiosity now fully engaged. "Indeed. What brings this topic to your attention?"

Marla hesitated, fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve as she gathered her thoughts. "There\'s a group of students... they\'re dedicated to collecting and protecting ancient artifacts. I believe they might have one of the ancient thing you\'re looking for."

Lucan smiled inwardly. This was the lead he had been waiting for, a potential breakthrough in his quest for the *Eye of Obsidian*. "I see. And how might I go about finding this group?"

Marla looked around, as if afraid of being overheard. "They\'re very secretive, but I can introduce you. They meet in a hidden room beneath the library."

Lucan\'s mind raced with possibilities. The advantage of his fame—earned from saving the academy from the Mordecai incident and his subsequent heroic feats—was proving beneficial. His reputation as a good-natured and smart person made it easier for him to gain access to places and people that would be difficult for ordinary individuals. "Perfect," Lucan said, leaning forward with genuine interest.

"Let\'s arrange a meeting."

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Later that evening, Lucan found himself navigating the shadowy corridors beneath the academy\'s library, guided by Marla\'s nervous steps. The dimly lit passages were lined with shelves and ancient artifacts, their presence adding to the secretive atmosphere of the subterranean area. Marla stopped before a concealed door, cleverly hidden behind a towering bookcase.

She knocked softly, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor.

The door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with shelves crammed with obscure artifacts and dusty tomes. A small group of students, clad in dark robes, were seated around a table, engaged in hushed conversation. Their chatter ceased as Lucan and Marla entered, their eyes shifting to the new arrivals.

Marla cleared her throat, her voice wavering slightly. "Everyone, this is Professor Lucan. He\'s expressed interest in our collection."

The group\'s leader, a tall and lanky student with piercing blue eyes, scrutinized Lucan with a mix of suspicion and intrigue. "Professor, welcome. What brings you to our little gathering?"

Lucan offered a charming and disarming smile, his demeanor calm and collected. "I\'ve always had a fascination with ancient artifacts. I\'ve heard you possess some impressive pieces, and I\'d love to learn more about them."

The leader\'s gaze remained scrutinizing, but there was a glimmer of interest in his eyes. "We value our privacy and discretion here. What makes you believe you\'re ready to join our circle?"

Lucan\'s smile remained unwavering as he replied smoothly, "I assure you, I hold the utmost respect for the importance of what you protect. Perhaps I could offer some valuable contributions in return."

The group exchanged wary glances, assessing Lucan\'s sincerity. After a tense moment, the leader nodded slowly. "Very well. We\'ll test your dedication. Prove yourself, and we might consider you for membership."

Lucan\'s smile widened, a flicker of satisfaction in his eyes. "I look forward to the challenge."

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In the following days, Lucan immersed himself in proving his worth to the secretive group. He attended their meetings with unwavering dedication, subtly showcasing his extensive knowledge of artifacts and history. He offered valuable insights and assistance, all the while weaving his charm into every interaction.

His reputation as a hero and scholar served him well, allowing him to navigate the group\'s rigorous expectations with relative ease.

One evening, during a meeting where the group discussed their latest acquisitions, the leader approached Lucan with a more personal tone. "Professor, you\'ve impressed us with your knowledge and dedication. I think it\'s time we show you something special."

The leader led Lucan to a hidden chamber located at the back of their meeting room. The chamber was dimly lit, its atmosphere heavy with anticipation. In the center of the room, an ornate box rested on a pedestal, its design intricate and enigmatic. With a solemn expression, the leader opened the box, revealing the second piece of the map.

Its surface was adorned with intricate symbols and faded markings.

Lucan\'s voice filled with genuine admiration as he examined the piece. "This is remarkable," he said, carefully studying the details. "May I ask where it was found?"

"It\'s been in our care for many years. It\'s not for sale or trade, but you\'re welcome to study it here."

Lucan nodded, feigning disappointment but mentally preparing for the next phase of his plan. "I understand. Thank you for the opportunity to examine it."

As he left the hidden chamber, Lucan\'s mind was already working on his next steps. He needed to earn the trust of these students further and bide his time until he could claim the second map piece for himself. The game was just beginning, and Lucan was determined to stay ahead.