Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: - -
"Anfey, what is it?" Doris asked beneath her breath, glancing around . There wasn’t really anything between them, but now, after people began joking about it, it was as if there really was something . Doris shifted uncomfortably .
"Do you know how to use levitation magic?"
"Um, not particularly . Why?"
"Didn’t they say mages can start practicing it at the novice level?"
"You mean a space wizard," Doris said, grinning . "I’m a water wizard . I can’t practice other element’s magic before I become an actual mage . Why?"
"You can’t help me then," Anfey said, disappointed .
"Help you? You’re not saying you want to do levitation, right? You’ve got to be crazy . "
"I’m not," Anfey said, whispering a few spells . His body began rising in the air .
"Anfey, no!" Doris covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to make a loud noise . An apprentice using high-level magic was unheard of, as they might very well lose control over the magic . If she startled him, something would surely go wrong .
However, in her panic, Doris did not notice the fact that Anfey’s magic had been used silently .
Anfey was entirely focused on the control of his magic, despite how seemingly dangerous his wobbling body was . He could feel the surge of his magic, but he could control so little of it . It felt as if he had the entire ocean at hand, but he could only hold a tiny scoop in his hands .
The longer he stayed in the air, the more magic escaped from him . He began falling from mid-air .
Doris raised her right hand, and a ribbon of water suddenly appeared from the grassy ground and caught Anfey in the air . He tumbled onto the ground .
"You’re absolutely out of your mind!" Doris cried angrily . "You’re just an apprentice . Using intermediate level magic will kill you!"
"I…" Anfey opened his mouth to say something but, in the end, chose not to argue . He wouldn’t get hurt falling from this height . Now that he was drenched in water, he felt his nose itching and knew that a cold would be coming soon .
"Do you know how dangerous that was?!" Doris asked pointedly .
"I said I would be fine!"
"Those wizards that lost control over their magic said so too! Nonsense!"
"Alright, alright," Anfey said, defeated . He came from a world where innovation and novelty were applauded, and there were easy ways to solve almost every problem . He wanted to use the least amount of work to achieve the greatest amount of success . This world had already developed an entire system of magic and its studies, but he didn’t want to follow tradition . He looked up to Doris because he wanted to exchange some of his experience with her . At this time, he was far too juvenile to discuss magic with people like Saul or Steger . Doris was his best choice so far .
"Anfey, I understand . For someone like you, studying magic in the Academy in secret as a servant is going to be embarrassing . Men, always leaving everything behind your honor . But you’re pushing yourself too much!" Doris exclaimed . "Last year a student did what you did, and he lost control over his magic . Three years ago, a high level mage used a forbidden spell, ten years ago…"
"Doris, I understand . I get it," Anfey responded as Doris’s example began tracing back hundreds of years . He had to respond sincerely to stop Doris from going mad .
"You’re lucky," Doris said conclusively . "If you keep this going, your body may not hold magic anymore . "
Anfey closed his eyes and pretended to meditate, but was interrupted by several sneezes . "I’m fine," he said . If he didn’t do anything, then he would probably be sick by tomorrow .
Anfey closed his eyes and pretended to meditate, but was interrupted by several sneezes . "I’m fine," he said . If he didn’t do anything, then he would probably be sick by tomorrow .
"You’re too careless," Doris said . "God, why did Saul ever take you in?"
"Doris," Anfey said, trying to shift the topic . "Are you free later? After class, I mean . "
"What?" Doris looked at him, surprised . Who would ask a girl out so directly? Doris smiled .
Anfey was direct in learning magic, and it appeared that he was direct with girls too .
Girls tended to be sensitive, and after a few jokes, Doris began to notice Anfey as well . And now this question… His intentions seemed very clear .
"I want to ask you a favor . "
"What is it?"
"I have a letter . Can you go to Master Saul’s place and hand it to someone called Ernest?"
"Letter? Ah, alright," Doris said, blushing . She had thought that she didn’t know Anfey well, and was going to turn him down . Now that she realized his intention wasn’t anything romantic, she felt embarrassed and disappointed .
"You have a pen?"
"Yes," Doris said, pulling out a quill from her pocket .
Anfey glanced around . He found a book from his ring, opened the book to the blurb section and ripped it out .
"Hey!" Doris called, but it was too late, and the page was already separated from the book .
"What?" Anfey looked at her, strangely .
"You are so careless with public property! Why are you ripping apart the book? Do you know how much effort I had to make to get one when I was an apprentice?" Doris asked angrily .
"This is not the school’s, but my professor gave it to me . "
"Then it’s even more wrong! You should treasure a gift from your professor forever, not ruin it like this . " Doris suddenly felt that Anfey perhaps had a lot of shortcomings: rushing into things and disregarding property . So as a friend, she felt responsible to help him improve .
"I’m sorry," Anfey said . "It won’t happen again . " He wrote down a few words on the paper and handed it to her . "Don’t forget it . "
"No worries, I have an excellent memory," Doris said, putting the paper in her pocket . "Anything else?"
"No . " Anfey shook his head .
"Then I’ll be on my way . "
"Go ahead," he said .
"Alright . Remember to change your clothes, as you’re all wet . Otherwise you’ll get sick . "
"Alright . Remember to change your clothes, as you’re all wet . Otherwise you’ll get sick . "
"I’ll be fine . I’m going to find Headmaster Steger in a bit . "
Doris nodded . She began trekking out of the woods before turning back, "Anfey, who did you say I should give the letter to?"
"Ernest . A man called Ernest . "
"Alright," Doris said . "Ernest? You mean Master Swordsman Ernest?" Ernest’s reputation may not be good, but it was still there . There were very few who did not know his name .
"Shhh, keep it a secret for me, would you?" Anfey asked, pressing his finger to his lip .
"Alright," Doris nodded . It was Anfey’s secret, and she wasn’t in a position to ask anything .
Seeing that Doris had disappeared, Anfey extend his right hand and summoned a small ball of fire . The fire traced along his body as if it had a mind of its own . As it passed, the water evaporated from his clothes . If Saul had seen it, he would be shocked . Even an archmage like him could not control elements as well as this . Anfey had already mastered the way of controlling small amounts of elemental magic .
After a few seconds, his clothes were mostly dry . He dispersed his magic and sank into his thoughts . Anfey was certain that he was being followed . After a few glances he had already spotted his followers, but Anfey didn’t know why anyone would bother to do such thing .
Ever since leaving the island, Anfey thought that he was careful enough to not catch any attention . He had only two enemies, Maris and Melinda . Were they finally deciding to strike out against him? Possible .
He never thought he would be in trouble, since he had laid low for so long . Of course, things happen because they were bound to happen, not because he wanted or didn’t want them to happen .
Anfey closed his eyes and began meditating . The Academy was full of powerful mages . As long as he was with a teacher or any mages that were above him, whoever was following him wouldn’t dare to move carelessly . As long as he was in the school, he would be safe .
Chapter 30: WaitingTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: - -.
"Anfey, what is it?" Doris asked beneath her breath, glancing around . There wasn’t really anything between them, but now, after people began joking about it, it was as if there really was something . Doris shifted uncomfortably
.
"Do you know how to use levitation magic?".
.
"Um, not particularly . Why?".
.
"Didn’t they say mages can start practicing it at the novice level?".
.
"You mean a space wizard," Doris said, grinning . "I’m a water wizard . I can’t practice other element’s magic before I become an actual mage . Why?".
.
"You can’t help me then," Anfey said, disappointed
.
"Help you? You’re not saying you want to do levitation, right? You’ve got to be crazy . ".
.
"I’m not," Anfey said, whispering a few spells . His body began rising in the air
.
"Anfey, no!" Doris covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to make a loud noise . An apprentice using high-level magic was unheard of, as they might very well lose control over the magic . If she startled him, something would surely go wrong
.
However, in her panic, Doris did not notice the fact that Anfey’s magic had been used silently
.
Anfey was entirely focused on the control of his magic, despite how seemingly dangerous his wobbling body was . He could feel the surge of his magic, but he could control so little of it . It felt as if he had the entire ocean at hand, but he could only hold a tiny scoop in his hands
.
The longer he stayed in the air, the more magic escaped from him . He began falling from mid-air
.
Doris raised her right hand, and a ribbon of water suddenly appeared from the grassy ground and caught Anfey in the air . He tumbled onto the ground
.
"You’re absolutely out of your mind!" Doris cried angrily . "You’re just an apprentice . Using intermediate level magic will kill you!".
.
"I…" Anfey opened his mouth to say something but, in the end, chose not to argue . He wouldn’t get hurt falling from this height . Now that he was drenched in water, he felt his nose itching and knew that a cold would be coming soon
.
"Do you know how dangerous that was?!" Doris asked pointedly
.
"I said I would be fine!".
.
"Those wizards that lost control over their magic said so too! Nonsense!".
.
"Alright, alright," Anfey said, defeated . He came from a world where innovation and novelty were applauded, and there were easy ways to solve almost every problem . He wanted to use the least amount of work to achieve the greatest amount of success . This world had already developed an entire system of magic and its studies, but he didn’t want to follow tradition . He looked up to Doris because he wanted to exchange some of his experience with her . At this time, he was far too juvenile to discuss magic with people like Saul or Steger . Doris was his best choice so far
.
"Anfey, I understand . For someone like you, studying magic in the Academy in secret as a servant is going to be embarrassing . Men, always leaving everything behind your honor . But you’re pushing yourself too much!" Doris exclaimed . "Last year a student did what you did, and he lost control over his magic . Three years ago, a high level mage used a forbidden spell, ten years ago…".
.
"Doris, I understand . I get it," Anfey responded as Doris’s example began tracing back hundreds of years . He had to respond sincerely to stop Doris from going mad
.
"You’re lucky," Doris said conclusively . "If you keep this going, your body may not hold magic anymore . ".
.
Anfey closed his eyes and pretended to meditate, but was interrupted by several sneezes . "I’m fine," he said . If he didn’t do anything, then he would probably be sick by tomorrow
.
"You’re too careless," Doris said . "God, why did Saul ever take you in?".
.
"Doris," Anfey said, trying to shift the topic . "Are you free later? After class, I mean . ".
.
"What?" Doris looked at him, surprised . Who would ask a girl out so directly? Doris smiled
.
Anfey was direct in learning magic, and it appeared that he was direct with girls too
.
Girls tended to be sensitive, and after a few jokes, Doris began to notice Anfey as well . And now this question… His intentions seemed very clear
.
"I want to ask you a favor . ".
.
"What is it?".
.
"I have a letter . Can you go to Master Saul’s place and hand it to someone called Ernest?".
.
"Letter? Ah, alright," Doris said, blushing . She had thought that she didn’t know Anfey well, and was going to turn him down . Now that she realized his intention wasn’t anything romantic, she felt embarrassed and disappointed
.
"You have a pen?".
.
"Yes," Doris said, pulling out a quill from her pocket
.
Anfey glanced around . He found a book from his ring, opened the book to the blurb section and ripped it out
.
"Hey!" Doris called, but it was too late, and the page was already separated from the book
.
"What?" Anfey looked at her, strangely
.
"You are so careless with public property! Why are you ripping apart the book? Do you know how much effort I had to make to get one when I was an apprentice?" Doris asked angrily
.
"This is not the school’s, but my professor gave it to me . ".
.
"Then it’s even more wrong! You should treasure a gift from your professor forever, not ruin it like this . " Doris suddenly felt that Anfey perhaps had a lot of shortcomings: rushing into things and disregarding property . So as a friend, she felt responsible to help him improve
.
"I’m sorry," Anfey said . "It won’t happen again . " He wrote down a few words on the paper and handed it to her . "Don’t forget it . ".
.
"No worries, I have an excellent memory," Doris said, putting the paper in her pocket . "Anything else?".
.
"No . " Anfey shook his head
.
"Then I’ll be on my way . ".
.
"Go ahead," he said
.
"Alright . Remember to change your clothes, as you’re all wet . Otherwise you’ll get sick . ".
.
"I’ll be fine . I’m going to find Headmaster Steger in a bit . ".
.
Doris nodded . She began trekking out of the woods before turning back, "Anfey, who did you say I should give the letter to?".
.
"Ernest . A man called Ernest . ".
.
"Alright," Doris said . "Ernest? You mean Master Swordsman Ernest?" Ernest’s reputation may not be good, but it was still there . There were very few who did not know his name
.
"Shhh, keep it a secret for me, would you?" Anfey asked, pressing his finger to his lip
.
"Alright," Doris nodded . It was Anfey’s secret, and she wasn’t in a position to ask anything
.
Seeing that Doris had disappeared, Anfey extend his right hand and summoned a small ball of fire . The fire traced along his body as if it had a mind of its own . As it passed, the water evaporated from his clothes . If Saul had seen it, he would be shocked . Even an archmage like him could not control elements as well as this . Anfey had already mastered the way of controlling small amounts of elemental magic
.
After a few seconds, his clothes were mostly dry . He dispersed his magic and sank into his thoughts . Anfey was certain that he was being followed . After a few glances he had already spotted his followers, but Anfey didn’t know why anyone would bother to do such thing
.
Ever since leaving the island, Anfey thought that he was careful enough to not catch any attention . He had only two enemies, Maris and Melinda . Were they finally deciding to strike out against him? Possible
.
He never thought he would be in trouble, since he had laid low for so long . Of course, things happen because they were bound to happen, not because he wanted or didn’t want them to happen
.
Anfey closed his eyes and began meditating . The Academy was full of powerful mages . As long as he was with a teacher or any mages that were above him, whoever was following him wouldn’t dare to move carelessly . As long as he was in the school, he would be safe
Chapter end
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