Isekai'd Into The Wrong World-Chapter 56: Ch - Keep your voice down.

The teacher left the dining hall, and the cacophony of voices echoed through the hall once again.

Ryan watched her go.

He turned back to his plate, but his appetite had completely vanished. The roasted meat sat untouched, growing cold.

Eleanor was eating methodically, her expression thoughtful. James and Jared had gone quiet as well, too busy gorging on their food.

Ryan leaned closer to Eleanor. "Hey Eleanor, since Toris wasn’t trying to check for my second element back at the hideout, but instead he was actually trying to kill me... doesn’t that mean you can check what my second element is without the worry of me suddenly blacking out and murdering you?"

Eleanor’s fork stopped halfway to her mouth. She set it down slowly and turned to look at him, her mismatched eyes sharp.

"Keep your voice down, you idiot," she hissed. "Only heroes have two elements. Are you trying to tell everyone in here about your secret?"

Ryan winced. Right. I’ve just said that out loud at a table in a crowded dining hall.

He glanced around quickly. James and Jared were both staring at him, and a few students at nearby tables had glanced over, though they didn’t seem to have heard the specifics.

Eleanor sighed quietly. "But yes, I suppose it does. Tonight, after we go shopping for clothes and other miscellaneous items, I’ll check your element for you."

"I’ve grown quite used to this uniform," Ryan asked.

"Well too bad," Eleanor said, gesturing to the military gear they both still wore. "We’re drawing too much attention."

James raised an eyebrow. "You two have money to go shopping? We’ve got a bit saved, but not much."

Eleanor pulled out the leather pouch Helena had given her, opening it slightly so James and Jared could see the gleaming gold coins inside.

James’s eyes widened. "Are those... gold crowns?"

"Ten of them," Eleanor said. "Each. The principal gave them to us."

Jared leaned forward, staring at the pouch. "Ten gold crowns? Each? I’ve never seen a gold crown in my life..."

"That’s..." James trailed off, shaking his head. "That’s a fortune."

Ryan pulled out his own pouch and set it on the table. He had no idea how much it was actually worth, but from James and Jared’s reactions, it was way more than he’d expected.

"How much can you buy with one gold crown?" Ryan asked.

Jared blinked. "You’re serious?"

"I’m from a world with a very different currency to this," Ryan whispered, this time he made sure not to alert any of the other students nearby. "I genuinely don’t know."

James leaned back, thinking. "One gold crown is twelve silver hills. One silver hill is one hundred and twenty-eight copper Ceres. Most common folk earn maybe three to four silver hills a month if they’re lucky. A loaf of bread might cost a half copper. A decent meal at a tavern might be two or three copper Ceres."

Ryan did the maths in his head. If one gold crown was twelve silver hills, and people earned three to five silver hills a month...

"So ten gold crowns is..." Ryan trailed off.

"More than most people make in two years," Jared said. "Maybe longer."

Eleanor tucked the pouch away. "Well, we’ll need clothes, supplies, and probably a few other things. You two are welcome to come with us. We can help you out if you need anything."

James grinned. "I won’t say no to that."

"There’s a marketplace just outside the academy gates," Jared said. "We passed it on the way in. Plenty of shops for clothing, supplies, whatever you need."

Ryan glanced down at his uniform. He’d worn it for so long now that it felt normal. Everyone else wore robes, tunics, or simple training attire.

"Alright," Ryan said. "Shopping it is."

Eleanor finished the last of her food and stood. "We should go now. The market might close soon, and I’d rather not wait until tomorrow."

James and Jared exchanged a glance, then stood as well.

"We’ll come with you," James said. "We need a few things too. And honestly, navigating the city on your first day is a nightmare if you don’t know where you’re going. We used to live here, so we know our way around."

The four of them filed out of the dining hall, stepping back into the cool evening air. The sun had dipped lower now, casting the academy grounds in shades of orange and purple. Long shadows stretched across the grass, and the torches along the pathways had been lit, their flames flickering gently in the breeze.

Students moved between the buildings, some heading back to their dormitories, others towards the training grounds or the library. Even in the evening the academy felt alive, humming with energy as the day drew to a close.

James led the way toward one of the main gates, Jared walked beside him. Eleanor and Ryan followed a few steps behind.

"You used to live in Lithara?" Ryan asked, glancing at James.

James nodded. "Yeah. Before the hideout. We grew up here, actually. Our parents... well, they’re gone now. The military took us in and we ended up at the hideout half a year back."

"Sorry," Ryan said quietly.

James shrugged. "It’s fine. It was a long time ago."

Jared didn’t say anything, his expression unreadable.

They walked in silence for a moment, the only sound the crunch of gravel beneath their boots and the distant murmur of other students.

They reached the gates. Two guards stood watch, both in full armour, halberds resting against their shoulders. They glanced at Ryan and Eleanor’s uniforms but didn’t stop them. One of the guards nodded slightly as they passed.

Beyond the gates, the city of Lithara stretched out before them.

Within just a few minutes of walking the marketplace was visible, a sprawling collection of stalls and shops that lined the main road leading away from the academy. Lanterns hung from posts, their warm light spilling across the cobblestones. The sound of merchants calling out their wares, the chatter of crowds, and the clatter of carts drifted through the evening air.