It's not just the only oil lamp in the basement that brings dredom and depression.

Annan lowered his eyes slightly, disappointed but not surprised. Because he was prepared for the outcome in front of him.

Just like the cedars in the cold zone are planted in the tropics. How can a person who comes from a world without magic and can't do magic get in touch with magic?

It has been more than a month since Annan came to this world.

During the month, he met Aunt Susan's family, Mr. Fast and his friends, Mr. Victor, made friends, learned language and writing, and had a suspicious encounter.

His future is not bleak, for example, there is still a chance to become Mr. Fast's apprentice, for example, the remuneration brought by "Law Breaks the Sky" will make him worry about food and clothing, and the countless literature and knowledge in his hometown can make him rich with only one ten-thousandth of a reproduction.

It's just that Annan wants to experience the transcendence of this world firsthand.

The Philosopher's Stone, which completes the fiftieth perception, loses its magical properties and becomes an ordinary ornamental crystal.

Beautiful but useless.

"Mr. Victor, I'll go out first."

Annan said to Mr. Victor, who seemed worse than he was, and when he returned outside, he saw little Wincht standing outside the locked door.

Winchert Jr. hadn't been here for days. Ever since I saw Annan in the tavern...... Dressed smartly, she thought that Annan had seduced her aunt, but in order to become a disciple of Mr. Victor, she had to come to the library.

"I know what you're worried about."

When Annan registered Winchert Jr., he said: "Good news, I cannot become a disciple of Mr. Victor...... I don't have what it takes to be a magician. ”

Little Winchert looked at Annan and wrote "Little Winchert" in a strange way, but still replied, "I never worry about this...... I just want you to leave Aunt Margaery. ”

"You should have spoken to her and not with me." Annan didn't know anything.

"I'll tell her when she gets back."

Watching little Winchet greet Mr. Victor, who had just stepped out of the basement, Annan lowered his head and opened the last page of "Mage to the Left and Warlock to the Right".

At the end of the book, the archmage named Oga Petri leaves a message.

If human beings measure the greatness of the world, then magicians are the greatness of the stars. 】

Annan could no longer empathize.

Compared with the ethereal mage, he should think about down-to-earth things: for example, the story of "Law Breaking the Sky" will maintain a period of popularity, but the guests will eventually get tired of it. Before the traveling merchant brings back good news, he had better "carry" another novel to fill in the gap.

……

[Want to understand the meaning of life?] Want to ...... Alive? 】

[Stugo looks at the handwriting that appears on the title page of the book, sneering and preparing to close the note, which is clearly some boring magic trick.] But just as he touched the note, a strange palpitation stopped him. 】

Sasha –

Annan crossed out this scrapped manuscript.

This book can't be slightly modified like "The Law Breaks the Sky". In order to transcribe it, it must be fully localized - replacing the plot of the film in the original book with the world's most famous stories - but Annan does not know enough about the world's famous books.

And you can't expect a guest who drinks in a tavern all day to read a few books.

Then Annan suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to bring Tasia......

The setting sun spills into the hall from the side, and the hour and minute hands of the table clock coincide perpendicularly, echoing with the chimes.

Mr. Victor said nothing to Annan, and left the library with Winchet Jr. on his cane.

Annan barely guessed what Mr. Victor had in mind - after a half-month review, Victor decided to give him a chance, but unfortunately he didn't grasp it......

Closing the window and locking the door, Annan pulled a narrow shadow and disappeared into the crowded street corner.

Annan, who rushed to the tavern, apologized to Tasia and promised to take her there tomorrow, and then began a new busy night.

Fast leaned against the wooden pillar and watched as Annan was a little busier than usual. When he was temporarily idle, he beckoned to him.

"What did Mr. Victor say?"

"Hmm...... Mr. Victor will help me with the qualification test, so I don't have to pay for it. Annan was vague.

He hadn't figured out how to tell them.

The bard also paused the story for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to be a disciple of Mr. Victor?" ”

"I'm still thinking."

"Mr. Victor's importance is not comparable to that of this rude warrior...... Don't miss it. ”

Evelyn was also happy for Annan, and at the same time disappointed: "Won't you come after you become a mage?" ”

"No...... Well, probably not. ”

Annan barely smiled as he faced these good-natured discussions.

Late at night, Annan dragged her mentally and physically tired body back to Aunt Susan's house, she and Uncle Huo Lin didn't sleep, and greeted Annan who walked into the courtyard with spacious arms:

"Oh, my dear little Annan, you're about to become a mage."

"Not necessarily...... Aunt Susan. ”

"Our little Annan will definitely become a mage."

"yes, I knew ...... from the time I saw you"

Aunt Susan and Uncle Holling said babblingly.

Annan forced a smile and then turned into a distant sigh when he returned to his room alone.

Early the next morning, Annan went to the tavern with a hearty breakfast prepared by Aunt Susan, and then went to the library with Tasia.

Opening the door of the library, Annan registered Tasya while talking about the precautions of the library.

Mr. Victor arrived on time, saw Tasia, and walked into the basement without saying anything.

Tasia burrowed into the bookshelf to pick up a book, when another guest came in—Horn, the son of a wealthy man who was also interviewer. He didn't come as often as little Wincht.

Annan registered as usual, but today there was an accident. Horn saw Tasia and asked in disgust, "Who let you in?" Disgusting orcs! ”

"No noise in the library." Annan stood in front of Tasia, "Be polite, Tasia will follow Mr. Fast." ”

Horn wanted to keep his mouth shut, but the stubbornness of his peers made him say cruel words: "I knew that the members of that organization would not give up!" ”

That organization?

Annan frowned and let Horn leave.

As if the sound of the quarrel alarmed Victor, he left the basement and said, "Let your friends go." ”

"Mr. Victor, you said that everyone has the right to knowledge."

Annan was surprised that Mr. Victor was orderly and old-fashioned, but by no means mean.

"Lock the door."

Annan realized that Mr. Victor might have something else going on.

Let Tasia leave first, and Annan followed Victor into the basement.

Standing in the basement, Annan seemed to pass through a strange membrane and saw an ordinary carved wooden door standing in front of him.

"What do you see?" Victor's voice rang in his ears.

"One Door ......"

“…… You can't be a mage. ”

Victor's face appeared as if relieved, as if emotional. It's hard to believe that Mr. Victor, who usually keeps a straight face, can make such mixed emotions.

"But you have a gift for being a warlock."