Chapter 29 29. Good News
It’s not just the only oil lamp in the basement that brings dullness and depression.
Annan lowered his eyes slightly, feeling disappointed but not surprised. Because he was already prepared for the result before him.
Just like cedar trees planted in cold regions in the tropics. How can a person who comes from a world without magic and does not know magic get close to magic?
It has been more than a month since Annan came to this world.
During this month, he met Aunt Susan's family, Mr. Fast and his friends, Mr. Victor, made friends, learned language and writing, and had a suspected encounter.
His future is not gloomy. For example, he still has the opportunity to become Mr. Fast's apprentice. For example, the reward from "The Sky" will make him have enough food and clothing, and there will be countless literature and knowledge in his hometown. Just reproducing one ten thousandth of it can make him a rich man.
It’s just that Annan wants to experience the extraordinaryness of this world for himself.
The magic stone that completed the fiftieth perception lost its magical properties and became an ordinary crystal with only ornamental value.
Beautiful but useless.
"Mr. Victor, I'm going out first."
Annan said to Mr. Victor who seemed to be in a worse mood than himself. When he returned outside, he saw little Winchet standing outside the locked door. .
Little Winchet has not been here for several days. Ever since she saw Annan in the tavern... dressed in chic clothes, she thought Annan had seduced her aunt, but in order to become Mr. Victor's disciple, she had to come to the library.
"I know what you are worried about."
When Annan registered Little Winchet, he said: "Good news, I can't become Mr. Victor's disciple... I have not become a magician Teacher’s qualifications”
Little Winchet looked at Annan's writing "Little Winchet" strangely, but still replied: "I never worry about this... I just want you to leave Aunt Margery."
"You should Talk to her instead of me." Annan doesn't know anything.
"I will tell her when she comes back."
Watching Little Winchet greet Mr. Victor who had just stepped out of the basement, Annan lowered his head and opened the "Mage to Left Warlock" The last page of "To the Right".
At the end of the book, the great mage named Oga Petrie left a sentence.
[If humans measure the greatness of the world, then magicians measure the greatness of the stars. 】
Annan can no longer empathize.
Compared with the illusory mage, he should think about down-to-earth things: for example, the story of "The Magic Breaks the Sky" will remain popular for a while, but the guests will eventually get tired of it. Before the traveling merchant brings back good news, he'd better "carry" another novel to fill the gap.
……
【Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to really...live? 】
[Srago looked at the handwriting on the title page of the book and sneered as he prepared to close the note. This was obviously some boring magic trick. But as he touched the note, a strange palpitating sensation stopped him in his tracks. 】
Sasha——
Annan crossed out this scrap.
This book cannot be slightly revised like "The Law Breaks the Sky". If you want to copy it, you must completely localize it - replace the movie plots in the original work with popular stories in the world - but Annan does not know enough about the world's famous works.
And you can’t expect that the guests who drink in the pub all day will read a few books.
Then Annan suddenly remembered that he forgot to bring Tasia...
The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the hall from the side, and the hour and minute hands of the clock overlapped vertically, echoing the sound of the bell.
Mr. Victor said nothing to Annan and left the library with Little Winchet on his cane.
Annan barely guessed what Mr. Victor was thinking - after half a month of review, Victor decided to give him a chance, but unfortunately he failed to grasp it...
Close The window was locked, and the door was locked. Annan pulled a long and narrow shadow and disappeared at the corner of the crowded street.
Annan rushed to the tavern and apologized to Tasia, promising to take her there tomorrow, and then started a new busy night.
Fast leaned against the wooden pillar and watched Annan, who was a little lower than usual, going about his business. When he was temporarily free, he waved to him.
"What did Mr. Victor say?"
"Well...Mr. Victor will help me conduct the qualification test, so I don't have to pay." Annan was vague. He hadn't figured out how to tell them yet.
The bard also temporarily stopped his story and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to be Mr. Victor's disciple?"
"I'm still thinking."
"Mr. Victor The importance of it is not comparable to that of this rude warrior... You must not miss it."
Evelin was also happy for Annan, but at the same time she was disappointed: "You won't be able to do it after you become a mage. Coming?"
"No...well, probably not."
Annan managed to smile in the face of these friendly discussions.
Late at night, Annan returned to Aunt Susan's house with a body that was equally tired in mind and body. She and Uncle Holin were not asleep, and welcomed Annan who walked into the yard with spacious arms:
"Oh, my dear little Annan, you are going to become a mage."
"Not necessarily...Aunt Susan."
"Our little Annan will definitely become a mage. .”
"Yes, I knew it from the moment I saw you..."
Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin said in a hurry.
Annan forced a smile, and then turned into a distant sigh after returning to the room alone.
Early the next morning, Annan went to the pub with a sumptuous breakfast prepared by Aunt Susan, and then went to the library with Tasia.
Opening the library door, Annan registered Tasia while talking about the things to note in the library.
Mr. Victor arrived on time, saw Tasia, and walked into the basement without saying anything.
Tasia got into the bookshelf to pick out books, and then another guest came in - Horn, the son of a rich man who was also the interviewer. He didn't come as often as little Winchet.
Annan registered as usual, but something unexpected happened today. Horn saw Tasia and asked disgustedly: "Who let you in? Disgusting orc!"
"No noise is allowed in the library." Annan stood in front of Tasia, "Be polite, Tasia." Thea follows Mr. Fast."
Horn wanted to shut up, but the stubbornness of his peers made him say harsh words: "I knew the members of that organization would not give up!"
That organization?
Annan frowned and let Horn leave.
It seemed that the quarrel alerted Victor. He left the basement and said: "Let your friends leave."
"Mr. Victor, you said that everyone has rights. Enjoy knowledge. "
Annan was surprised. Mr. Victor was lawful and old-fashioned, but he was by no means a mean person.
"Lock the door."
Annan realized that Mr. Victor might have something else on his mind.
Let Tasia leave first, Annan followed Victor into the basement.
Standing in the basement, Annan seemed to have passed through a strange film and saw the shadow of an ordinary carved wooden door standing in front of him.
“What did you see?” Victor’s voice rang in his ears.
"A door..."
"...You can't become a mage."
Victor's face looked like relief and emotion. It's hard to believe that Mr. Victor, who usually has a straight face, can express such complicated emotions.
“But you have the talent to become a warlock.”
(End of Chapter)