Dragons are companions, pigs are neighbors--Z.C
"Little fellow…forgive me for being an incompetent teacher. Due to the temporary invitation from the Empire Headquarters of the Three Great Academies, I have no choice but to leave Hubble County City for a period of time.
I can't tell you the reason for this incident for the time being. However, as your teacher, other than teaching you some basic knowledge in the past three years, I didn't give you anything that I could take out. This makes me feel very ashamed.
Silversail Town is my fief. I believe you know it very well. Before we part, I'll hand this town over to you. Mayor George is a retired army lieutenant. His father, Old George, once protected his comrades in the ten thousand years of bloody battle. Both father and son are loyal and reliable people. I hope you can treat them like family.
I'll leave the matters in the learning area to the learning society to handle. As for the Magus Tower, as my personal property, I'll hand it over to you as well. In order to avoid the previous incident, I didn't give you access to the third floor and the third floor below.
If I don't come back after a year and you've already become a professional mage, you can use the badge to open the secret magic door.
Finally, I have to remind you that a solid foundation is a necessary condition to pursue higher goals. You are very smart and hardworking. Although your Mana talent is considered ordinary among the young people I have met, in my teacher's seventy-plus years of life experience, it is not that I have not seen people with excellent talent. Their achievements may not be proportional to their talent.
Brand, my student, I proudly watched as you improved day by day, from a meek 4th Rank Mage to an Intermediate Mage. However, the mysteries of magic require more than constant exploration and research. I believe that in the next year or even longer, you will devote yourself to learning and training magic with incomparable enthusiasm. Once again, child, diligence is the only shortcut.
I'm telling you this because I'm about to go on a long journey, and you're just beginning on your path to becoming an outstanding mage…"
The person who sent this letter was a probationary mage assistant of the academy. After reading his teacher's letter, Brand felt very upset. The care of Master Andal for the past three years was still fresh in his mind. He had only been officially accepted as a personal disciple by his teacher a few days ago, and now he had to be separated for a long time. Thinking about how his teacher still remembered him before he left and handed over such a large amount of property to him to manage, Brand could not help but feel a little bitter.
After calculating the time to leave, when the letter reached Brand's hand, Master Andal had already set off. At this moment, Brand was planning to go to Silversail Town. Should he go or not? Master Andal had shown Brand the scroll. It was a potion formula for the treatment of Mana Collapse. Since he had to meet Mayor George, he might as well proceed with the plan. Even if his teacher had left, he could still try to complete the experiment. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Taking a carriage to the countryside to purchase seafood, Brand and a trading firm in the city went to Silversail Town together. The person in charge of the trading firm was also very happy to entertain a young mage. Although the security around the county city was relatively peaceful, no one would mind making the journey safer.
The carriage was bumpy on the bumpy road. Brand had wanted to try to train his mind, but it was unfortunately ruined by the frequent vibrations of the carriage and the attentive person-in-charge of the Chamber of Commerce. He had no choice but to stop this idea and chat with the tall and thin merchant. After all, the journey was still far, and it was extremely uncomfortable to sit still.
Previously, Brand had not cared much about anything else other than learning magic. Now, however, there was a knowledgeable businessman who was talking non-stop about his experiences. Brand, who had been interrupted in his cultivation, was interested in listening to him. He even politely complimented him.
There was a slightly famous natural fishing port in Yinfan Town, which was close to the mountains and the sea. Every autumn was the peak season for fish and shrimp production. The fat trout, lobsters, and seashells were transported from Yinfan Town to the county city and then transported to the surrounding small cities. As soon as they were listed, they would be sold out. It seemed that the town his teacher had left for him was richer than he had imagined. Thinking of his teacher, Brand couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Seeing that the mage was in a low mood, the merchant tactfully picked up some irrelevant interesting news. For example, there were many wild bees in the mountains behind Silversail Town. A hunter once saw a black bear stealing honey being chased by a swarm of bees until it had no way out and finally jumped into the river. This kind of wild honey was also very popular in the city, but out of fear of bees, few people went to pick the seemingly easy honey nest.
After chatting for half a day, the merchant's carriage and the caravan behind it finally arrived in town in the evening.
The person in charge of the trading firm solemnly inquired about the mage's address in the county city, saying that he would deliver some seafood to his residence on his return trip. Seeing how enthusiastic the other party was, Brand held back from revealing his identity as the current master of Silversail Town. Both parties bid farewell in a friendly manner.
The town didn't look big, but more than 400 households were already a lot compared to other towns. There were only about 20,000 people in the county city, which was probably due to the influence of the fishery.
Brand, who was looking around as he walked, asked the passersby for the address of the mayor's house. Meanwhile, the members of the Chamber of Commerce had already set up tents at the edge of the town.
After reading Master Andal's letter, George, who looked simple and steady, took out a document and asked the mage to sign his name. From this moment on, Silversail Town was truly considered as Brand's private property.
The town was a property that Master Andal had bought from a noble family that had almost no descendants more than twenty years ago. Therefore, the fief was recognized and protected by the Empire. Like other noble fiefs, it was completely private property and sacred. Like other countries, the laws of this country were very protective of personal property. Even the king could not arbitrarily violate the legal property of others.
The residents of the town could be counted as subjects. Without the permission of the lord, they could not move. The only difference was that Master Andal had left everything in the town to George. He only took a symbolic 30% of the annual harvest from the agricultural production. The fishing ground was owned by the town. During the fishing season, the townspeople were also paid wages and boat money. As for other times, if they wanted to fish, they only needed to pay a small handling fee to the town. The loose management made the income of the residents in the town much higher than other towns. If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't migrate at will, Silver Sail Town would have been overcrowded.
After listening to George's report, Brand looked at the retired officer with interest. He did not expect him to be a talent who was good at management.
" Sir…" After acknowledging Brand's identity, George no longer called him 'Sir' randomly.
Brand saw that the other party seemed to have something to say, so he nodded to indicate that he was listening.
" Sir, if you don't mind, please stay in my house. Although it's not as good as the city, I've already asked the servants to clean my bedroom…"
Brandt waved his hand and interrupted George. He said unhappily,""George, the teacher told me to treat you like family, so there's no need to be so restrained. I'll stay in your room. Where will you and your wife stay?!”
" How about this?" Brand asked after some thought." Do you have any extra beds?" I'll sleep in your study."
George replied in embarrassment,""There are no utensils in the study, so it's not suitable to be a guest room. Sir, you should stay in my room."
The mage shook his head and reiterated his idea. George had no choice but to let the servant who was already tidying up his master's room clean up the study room for the mage to move in.
Mr. Brand and the old man were both good people! George, who was also sighing at Master Andal's departure, also secretly sized up the new master of Silversail Town.
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