The magic here is no different from the world I was in, there are five types - wind, thunder, water, fire, and healing, corresponding to the five color bands of blue, purple, blue, red, and green.

Fighting Qi is probably the same as the type and color of magic, the only difference is that there is no branch of the healing type in the fighter.

I've just started learning spells now, and the elemental cores that can be condensed in my hands are still useless white, about the size of a bean candle, but even such a small elemental core takes me a long day's effort.

It was so difficult, and the progress was extremely slow, and I thought it was because I hadn't experienced the process of casting magic in my life, which was why I had this situation.

But that's fine, slower, I'm just getting a little more solid ground.

☆★☆

The academy for studying magic is in the center of the city, and the Panson Welfare House is built in the east near the suburbs, although Ryan mentioned in his letter that if I wish, he can rent a house outside the academy for me to study in peace. But...... I always felt that it was better not to accept too many gifts from him within the scope of what I could control, so I still took the bus back and forth between the welfare institute and the college every day.

Actually, it's very convenient, if you have to say that there is something bad...... It was probably to go back to the welfare home at night, and I had to walk a lot of the time.

But...... In a way, I blamed myself for not being able to catch the bus, mostly because I was late in the library.

Fortunately, the road back to the welfare home is very lively, and the safety can still be guaranteed, but it really doesn't work, I still have the martial arts I learned in my previous life, at least...... It's okay to run away, huh.

☆★☆

I was in the library a little later than usual today, and by the time I left the academy gate, the setting sun had almost sunk into the rolling hills in the distance, leaving only the afterglow that stained the sky.

I love the sunny summer evenings, when you walk along the road with a warm breeze through the streets, bringing with you some troubadour's bagpipes, which are melodious and pleasant.

When I approached the orphanage, it was already dark, and I had nothing to illuminate, so I could only rely on the dim street lamps to see the road ahead.

"Shhhh

I was walking so fast that I tripped over something all at once, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air, and I even heard a cry of pain that wasn't mine.

Standing up with my hands propped up, I picked up the scattered books, intending to ignore the guy who tripped me and walk away.

"Hey-boy, ouch...... Take me back to the orphanage......"

The thigh was hugged.

I looked down, and although I couldn't see clearly, the guy who tripped me wasn't tall, either someone about my age, or ...... It's just a dwarf.

"Let go." I wanted to use my hand to pull away his hand holding my thigh, but now he was holding it tightly, and even the whole person was sticking up, I had no choice but to squat down and ask him, "Are you from the welfare home?" ”

"Damn, I'm Xavier."

Oh, Xavier, the famous violent maniac of the Panson Welfare Institute.

What a big nuisance, I wanted to throw him down without a single qiē - if it weren't for him holding my leg desperately.

"Can you stand up on your own?" I asked.

“…… I had a leg injury and no strength. His voice was weak.

No wonder I smelled blood, thinking like this, I patted his hand holding me: "Hey, let go, I'll hold you and take you back." ”

"Well......" He let go of the hand that was holding my thigh and put his grip on my shoulder instead.

I couldn't bear the weight of the weight on my body at once, so I tied the book in my hand to my waist with strips of cloth, and took this troublesome guy back to the welfare home with half help and half drag.

I think I must be ridiculous and wolfish now.

☆★☆

Back at the orphanage, with some time before curfew, I took Xavier to the healer Bouz's infirmary.

By the bright light, I could see Xavier's wounds, and he could see my appearance clearly.

He seemed a little surprised, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his dirty cuffs, he thanked me: "...... Thank you, I didn't expect it...... It's you. ”

I was a little surprised because I didn't expect him to make an impression on me.

A gaping hole had been opened on his leg, half of his pants were stained red with blood, and there was some abnormal twisting at the joints, which should have been dislocated, with his torn clothes......

It's very miserable.

I don't know who I fought with that would make this violent maniac look so pitiful.

"It's fine." I untied the book with the cloth in my hand, said goodnight to Venerable Bouz, pushed open the door of the medical hall, and walked out.

As for Xavier, since he has been handed over to Master Buz, no matter what happens after that, it has nothing to do with me.

☆★☆

"Hey, Kroll, what a coincidence."

Hearing a loud voice in my ears, I reluctantly shifted my attention from the book to the person who made the sound.

Xavier, the nasty guy, was looking at me with a rabbit and smiling, he still had bruises on his face, and he didn't know who he was fighting again.

"Hey, do you want roast bunny?"

Xavier had been very keen to talk to me ever since that day, and I realized that he was the one who had been living in the room across from me.

No wonder he recognized me that day.

To be honest, it's good for me to memorize people's names, but I'm not good at matching people's names with people's numbers.

In my previous life, it took me a lot of effort to memorize people's names and faces.

In this life, apart from some of the professors and mages with whom I often interact, and the management mages of the welfare house, I hardly deliberately remember anyone else, let alone a troublesome complex like Xavier.

"No thanks." I brushed the blades of grass off my book, closed it, and prepared to leave.

"You guy, you really don't know what to do." I heard Xavier shouting loudly behind me.

Don't know what to do? I think...... This kind of behavior of mine should be called reasonable avoidance of trouble.

I thought that my behavior would make Xavier retreat, but it seemed that I underestimated his cheeky Cheng Dù, and he still came to harass me every now and then, giving me some strange things.

For the sake of not having much of an impact, I can continue to ignore his existence.

☆★☆

After learning the primary treatment, I was able to condense the pale green elemental nucleus.

It was also because of this that I had to buy more books and medicines for in-depth study, and the markers were spent like flowing water, but there was no income.

If I just did odd jobs in a welfare home, I would definitely not be able to make ends meet, so I still got a part-time job at a hospital in the city where I was on duty at night.

Although I didn't get much practical experience with healing magic from my evening work, the pay was decent and could improve my current state of distress a little bit.

After about two or three months of working during the day and working at night, I saved a small amount of money and finally had time to go back to the welfare home.

Mother Tracy, who was in charge of contacting the sponsors, sent me six letters, and she whispered to me that Ryan had come to the home a week earlier to see me.

"Because you haven't given it to him for a long time

Replying to the letter, he was very worried, and thought something had happened to you. ”

Come to see me at the orphanage?

Hearing this, I felt a little urge to meet Ryan.

It's just that......

It's a coincidence.

I sighed secretly, looked down at the interval between the delivery of these letters, and seemed to sense his urgency.

"Thanks, Mother Tracy, I'll get back to Ryan right away."

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