Don't Eliminate Intruders

The carriage was now silent.  There was just a dead body and a man with surprisingly humble wishes. For being a murderer, the wish to learn magic was surprisingly simple.

Unfortunately, this wish was one he was destined to never accomplish. His talent in the field of magic was too lacking. No one would take him under his wing. Such being the case, entering an academy that taught more broadly was his only choice. Though his prospects would likely remain shabby.

"Now… the key…" The blonde man frowned. The dead coachman... Was it really in their stomach?

The man was disgusted by the thought but their desire to study overcame disgust. The man's sword which was already coated in red blood hovered over the dead coachman. He would cut him open.

"Urgh-!" That was when suddenly the carriage tilted to one side. The blonde man was awed by the incompetence of the random people he teamed with. There was no way a scout missed whatever caused this!