Chapter 203: The So-Called "Duty

"This is so awkward!"

By now, Red-haired Klein's face had contorted without him even realizing it.

"Could I make a copy of these notes to use as research material?"

Landra and Andre were completely oblivious to the change in Red-haired Klein's expression.

"Of course." Andre nodded, agreeing to Landra's request.

"That's wonderful, thank you so much. But... is this all of them?"

Landra asked Andre, glancing at the notes piled to the side.

Andre shook his head.

"This is just a quarter of them. The rest are in my Storage Ring."

"Could you please come with me to the lab and get the rest of the notes?"

Landra said as she began to gather the notes.

"No problem!" Andre agreed without hesitation.

"Grandmaster, is there anything else?"

After agreeing with Landra, Andre turned to look at Red-haired Klein.

"Well... actually, no, there's nothing."

Hearing Andre's question, Red-haired Klein quickly ran through the possibilities in his mind.

'Is there anything on the War Mother Ship that needs Andre's attention right now?'

But after thinking it over, he realized there was truly nothing for Andre to do!

'Repair the Star Realm Battleships? Andre is a Master Alchemist, not a Caster or a Magic Array Master.'

'What could he do to repair the Star Realm Battleships damaged during the conquest of this world!'

'Hiss... It's really hard to find a task for Andre right now.'

Red-haired Klein watched Andre and Landra leave, musing to himself.

Among all his grand-disciples, Andre was the most surprising and also the most self-sufficient.

'A disciple like this really makes a master feel useless.'

After stewing on it for a long time, Red-haired Klein finally managed to articulate this thought.

Meanwhile, Andre and Landra arrived on the third level of the War Mother Ship. This entire floor was dedicated to laboratories.

As one of the most skilled research Wizards on the War Mother Ship's expedition, Landra had her own lab on this floor.

"Annie, come over here. Get the Witchcraft Tools ready for copying."

"De Ken, get plenty of paper. We have a lot of work ahead of us."

After entering the lab, Landra began calling her subordinates over to take the notes from her hands.

As they came over, their eyes flashed with curiosity at the sight of Andre looking around inquisitively behind Landra.

"Boss, where did you get so many notes? Is the civilization on this world really that advanced?"

The blond young man called De Ken took a stack of about twenty notebooks from Landra, asking in astonishment.

"Someone else wrote these. He's been a great help to us."

As she said this, Landra glanced back pointedly.

De Ken followed her gaze and saw Andre.

"Him? He's so young. How is that possible?"

De Ken voiced his skepticism directly, paying no mind to Landra's expression or the fact that Andre was standing right in front of him.

"Nothing is impossible. You're a genius, but there are always greater geniuses."

Landra rolled her eyes at De Ken. There he went again with his typical genius attitude.

Being a genius, De Ken questioned everything around him that could possibly be questioned.

And now that Landra was calling Andre an even greater genius than him, De Ken instantly bristled.

"Boss, in all these years, you're the only one I've ever respected. I haven't acknowledged anyone else. And you expect me to believe *him*?"

De Ken glared fixedly at Andre, but Andre paid him no mind whatsoever. He even started walking toward a piece of equipment on the side.

"Don't touch that! It's expensive!"

De Ken quickly shouted at Andre, his tone dripping with disdain.

"Are you done moving them yet?" Only then did Andre turn his head to look at Landra.

"Hurry up and move them. Sort these notes by category, then copy them."

Hearing Andre rush them, Landra kicked De Ken in the shin. Wincing, De Ken finally moved the notebooks in his hands.

Nearly an hour later, the pile of notebooks Landra had brought was finally cleared away.

"Just the few of you? How long is this going to take?"

A flicker of disappointment crossed Andre's eyes as he watched Landra's lab team.

"What's that supposed to mean?" De Ken demanded, glaring at Andre, clearly annoyed.

"What do I mean? You're about to find out."

Andre held out his hand and rubbed his Storage Ring. Instantly, notebooks began to fly out in a single file, streaming directly toward De Ken.

Seeing this, De Ken scrambled to the side.

The instant he moved, the first notebook landed exactly where he had just been standing.

Then the second, then the third—a continuous stream of notebooks flew out from Andre's Storage Ring, landing in a neat stack right where De Ken had just stood.

"Come on, hurry up. This pile, plus the notebooks you've already moved, is just a fraction of the total."

Andre rubbed his Storage Ring, and the stream of notebooks stopped.

By now, everyone in Landra's lab team—with the exception of Landra herself—was staring at Andre, their eyes wide and mouths agape in utter shock.

"What are you all gawking at? Get moving!" Landra coughed, then took the lead and began moving the notebooks.

Soon, that pile of notebooks was moved away.

Andre rubbed the Storage Ring on his hand again, and another batch of notebooks flew out, landing neatly before them.

In this manner, it took Landra and her entire lab team a full three hours to move all of Andre's notebooks.

"Alright, that should be all of them. Just return the originals to me once you've finished making copies."

Andre glanced at Landra, who was holding the last notebook, then turned to leave.

He had other things to do. He still hadn't gone to excavate the Giant Elephant Tomb he'd discussed with Karina.

"You're leaving already?" A flicker of surprise crossed Landra's eyes.

"Why shouldn't I? What would I do here?" Andre blinked.

"You're the one who knows the most about this world's Magic Plants, and you're a Master Alchemist."

"If you stayed here, we could learn about this world much faster!"

Landra said earnestly, but Andre shook his head in response.

"I'm with the First Expeditionary Corps. My duties are to gather intelligence, survey the terrain, and investigate the ruling races and their power distribution. Everything else is outside my purview."

Andre said with a smile, spreading his hands as he looked at Landra.