Chapter 5: The Magician's Strength
The reason why he wanted to enter this suspicious building was that in addition to worrying about the sudden onset of headaches, Jarrow also wanted to see who was staying inside.
When he saw the bad old man, he was very happy, because he thought that even if he had a headache, he would be fine, after all, the other party was just a bad old man who would step into the coffin at any moment.
It's just that when he felt the charity of the bad old man, he didn't dare to think about it anymore: maybe he would live longer than me! Am I thinking this way because he's a magician? Wait, the magician... I think I saw it somewhere, on a book on my father's shelf?
Strange to say, I'm not from here, but I recognize the words. It's not very complete, but I can be sure that the text is the same as the one from my hometown!
I used to read those books out of boredom, but I didn't expect to use them here!
I haven't read all the words yet, and it looks like I'll have to ask him about it someday!
Wait, now that I can read the text here, so to speak... I haven't left the same world? Perhaps, but it doesn't matter! No matter where I am, I will be rejected by the world!
None of those four meteorites can destroy me, so it looks like I'll have to find some powerful guy or monster! If I can't even do it, I don't mind destroying them with my own hands! Well?
Awakened by the sound of cracking, Jarrow followed the voice and lowered his head: "Boy, who are you?" β
Seeing that there was only a pile of black ash on the table, Jarrow was puzzled: Who am I? Do you want to tell him who you really are? Forget it, this old man looks very pleasing to the eye, so don't get him involved in unnecessary trouble!
"Who am I? Of course, I'm an apprentice adventurer who wants to be a magician! Captain, I don't know much about magicians, can you tell me... What's going on? β
Jarrow's outfit looked a little suspicious, but when he first walked through the door, the bad old man didn't care.
When the bad old man heard the cracking, he was no longer in the mood to smoke. The more he looked at the strangely dressed Jarrow, the more shocked and delighted he became: more than 20 years! I haven't met a young person with such talent in over 20 years!
Looking at this situation, this kid shouldn't have noticed this, what the hell is going on with him?
He was born a magician, and he will be a great magician even more powerful than me in the future! Either way, before I die, I'll have to do everything I can to cultivate him!
"Boy, since you don't understand, then the old man will tell you about it. What it takes to become a magician. First of all, if you want to embark on the path of the devil, you must have a reverence for nature. Second, you must abide by the established rules of your heart. These two points are the most important ones, and you should remember them! β
"Finally, every magician must have a staff, otherwise it will be difficult to cast magic, do you understand?"
"That's what it takes to be a magician? Captain, I don't have a staff, you.."
"Rest assured, when newcomers are in the beginning, the guild will provide the lowest level of staff."
"I see! Governor, my name is Jarrow, I decided to join the Magic Guild, do I need to charge a fee? β
"No, you don't need to call the old man the president, the old man is called the class, you can call the old man the old man."
"No, you're an elder, how can I call you that? Let's call you grandpa! Grandpa, aren't you going to answer that question I just asked? β
"Boy, you want to know the reason for the destruction of the mana meter, right? Actually, it's nothing, it's just that it takes a long time, and this situation will occur. You don't need to worry, there are still many of these measuring instruments in the guild, and one is broken. It's not a big deal if it's broken! β
"That's good! Grandpa, I still have some urgent matters to deal with, please give me the staff. β
Seeing that Jarrow wanted to leave as soon as possible, Ban pointed to the corner close to the inner door: "It's right there, you can just pick the roots." β
In this world with a high mortality rate, the presence of magicians is common, but the number of magicians who live for a long time is very rare. Now that Ben is over sixty years old, it is not difficult for him to see the deep uneasiness in Jarrow's heart.
It's just that he had just taken a few puffs of cigarette when his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden "click" sound: "What's going on?" Grandpa, you staff here. Why is the quality so poor? β
Seeing that the four staffs were damaged one after another, Ben was a little flustered: "Wait, boy, each of those staff costs at least 3 silver, don't.. Forget it, come to the old man's side. β
After being stopped, Jarrow whispered, "I'm sorry, grandpa, when I make money in the future, I will repay the 12 silver." Well.. This hall is a little dark, grandpa, can you..? β
The dazzling and colorful light suddenly lit up, and the first time he saw this scene, Jarrow had a deeper yearning for the magician.
"It's beautiful, that's the charm of the magician? Well? Grandpa, you don't have a staff in your hand, how are you..? Sorry I made a fuss, I hope you don't mind! β
"No, how could the old man mind? Boy, when the mana meter broke, the old man detected some kind of talent hidden in your body. "Talent? What talent? β
"Smart! This is an extremely rare magic-type talent, and the old man has not yet explored the extent to what extent. β
"Magical talent? Grandpa, are there many types of talents? "Of course! Don't talk nonsense, the old man will teach you the simplest fireball technique first, you look carefully! "Okay, grandpa!"
By the time the respectful Jarrow left the Magic Guild, the excitement that Ben hadn't felt in years had not calmed down.
"Funny, this kid is so funny! In less than half an hour, I learned all those magics! A young lad who can freely cast magic without the help of a staff? Yes, he may be able to show the old man what he saw. The abyss of magic! β
"Mr. Ban, you are one of the few great magicians in Mavre, how can you have such a high opinion of that kind of imp?" "Hmph, it's you sneaky young man again, let's talk about it, find the old man... What's the matter? β
After leaving the guild, Jarrow should have been happy to learn magic, but he felt that something was ridiculous.
It's ridiculous! No matter what kind of magic it is, as long as it is used by me, all the magic attributes will be transformed into black magic! Could it be because of the magical talent that the old man said? Well?
Sitting in a daze at the stone table for a while, Jarrow was suddenly woken up: "Yo, Jarrow, what are you doing in a daze?" It's weird, didn't you say you were going to be an assassin? Then why didn't I see it.."
"I'm sorry, Xiu, I didn't go to the Assassins' Guild, now... I guess I'm a trainee magician! β
"Magician? Not bad! In fact.. I wanted to join the Magic Guild, but I couldn't find the correct address for the Guild, so..."
"Look at your outfit, you've joined the archers (A
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Guilds? "Of course!"
Xiu, who was not a magician, carried a longbow on his back, and his left and right waists were hung with quivers and two daggers.
With a handsome face, he looked up at the sky, he was worried about the future, he was afraid that he would not be able to do the job of the captain, so he quietly waited for the other three and became inexplicably nervous.
When Xiu was about to fall asleep, the sound of steady footsteps woke him up and attracted Jarrow's attention.
Dressed in gray and white armor, with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, it was easy to mistake the arrival of a patrol guard: "Jarrow, please don't look at me like that!" β
"You're really Charles?"
Taking off his helmet, Chardon was much more relaxed: "Of course it's me!" Alas, it's hard to wear a helmet, but hopefully I'll get used to it soon! β
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