The next day, after seeing that the mage was safe and sound, Caterina hesitated for a while and decided to go back. After all, the family matters could not be separated from her.
After sending off the girl with a cold expression, Brand finally heaved a sigh of relief. This silent reprimand was even more terrifying than a nagging curse.
Brand, whose entire body was still sore, had been practicing incantations and casting gestures for the entire morning. This was the least mental consumption, and at the same time, it did not require too much effort. The mage was reminded of a great artist who drew eggs when he was taking a break.
Since he didn't have extraordinary talent, he would just leave everything to hard work. Brand, who had lived two lifetimes, was almost a grandfather. However, people here would only get married before the age of 40. Those who got married early were almost all guys with no future or civilian families, hoping to have a new labor force to increase the capital to struggle for food and clothing.
If one was focused on anything, one would realize that time flew by. The hungry mage glanced at the exquisite magic hourglass and found that it was already more than an hourglass past noon. Perhaps because Caterina had just returned in the morning and had not arranged for servants to deliver food, the hunger in her stomach made her unable to concentrate. Therefore, she simply ran to the storeroom to see if there was anything edible.
However, as soon as he reached the hall, he saw several plates covered with covers on the table. Beside them was a beige letter pressed down with a spoon.
"Wash the dishes yourself…"
It turned out that before Caterina left, she had used the storage room to make some simple food. She was worried that if there was not enough time to go back and forth, she might not be able to let this mage who had no survival ability eat lunch on time.
In the end, Brand, who had been too focused on training, still missed his lunch. It seemed that he could not let the other party know about this. Thinking of this, Brand couldn't help but think of Caterina hanging a huge pie around the Mage's neck and saying arrogantly," Mr. Lazy, you should be able to eat now, right?”。
With a shiver, Brand shook his head to dispel this ridiculous thought. Without washing his hands, he sat down at the dining table and began to eat and drink. It was always unpleasant to clean up the mess, but lazy people had their own lazy ways. They threw the rest of the mess into the sink and cast a fifth-grade spell: Water Breath, but the mage carefully controlled the water to slowly gush out. If he used all his strength, even the stone sink might not be able to withstand the impact.
The shameless mage praised himself for his high academic accomplishments. He walked out of the door and took a walk outside the mage tower as a post-meal stroll. During the aimless stroll, Brand finally decided to apply the bold attempt yesterday to himself. If he succeeded, there would be a significant transformation. If he failed…the worst case scenario might be blindness or even…
Even though he had made up his mind, the mage was still a little uneasy. Looking at the crowd in the learning area, the assistant mages in plain robes and the beginner mages in short-sleeved robes, Brand slowly recalled how bitter it was for him to walk step by step in the past.
Having lost both his parents, he had wandered all the way to the county city. Just as he had no way to make a living, he was hired by the field purchasing staff of the learning area as a short-term worker. The muddle-headed Brand was considered obedient, and his ability to read was a great help. Thus, the short-term worker became a young employee, a twelve-year-old.
Knowing that this job was hard to come by, the young man was willing to do almost anything. It was common for him to take out garbage and drain the drain. Every morning, he would get up to sweep the fallen leaves. His thin figure would shiver in the cold wind, and in the summer, he would water the squares in the learning area under the scorching sun. It was not that the mages were stingy, but there was an unwritten rule in the learning area that " try not to cast spells in public, especially destructive spells."
During this time, he had also gone to a certain association's dining hall to help out, but he did not seem to have the talent to be a chef at all. Until today, Brand had not successfully cooked a meal that was barely edible. Thinking of this, the mage revealed a shy smile, just like that poor youth from back then.
In the days that followed, oh, three years later, the short Brand once knelt on the floor of the square outside the Hand of Truth's learning tower for an entire day to retrieve a Misri Runic Needle accidentally dropped by a careless Advanced Mage. The anxious Advanced Mage seemed to be called Gandolf or Merlin, but he could not remember his name. This long-bearded irritable old man was overjoyed and promised to arrange a good job for Brand.
Brand, who had finally found an opportunity, took the opportunity to boldly propose that he wanted to be an assistant mage, which was also the so-called mage apprentice. Although the high-level mage was a little surprised, he reluctantly recommended the young man to the academy when he saw that the young man was well-educated and had a rather tenacious personality.
However, learning magic required extraordinary talent and extraordinary diligence. The latter could be achieved through hard work, but the former was what the young man lacked the most…He had clearly practiced the basic pronunciation of spells and hand gestures over and over again, but why was he still unable to cast a grade-0 spell after more than a year of part-time work and study?
While the others were sleeping, the skinny boy was practicing spells in the shabby workshop. Brand, who had been repeatedly complained about by his roommates, almost suffocated to death by hiding under the blanket and gesturing. When others were eating the delicious food in the canteen, in order to save on the pitiful food expenses that were actually half sold and half given away, the young man would always eat cold coarse wheat bread in a corner that no one could see. The only thing that accompanied his meal was cold water that was free.
Every day, he was eager to learn knowledge, but he didn't dare to ask questions due to his humble background. Even the professor in charge of the theory class had no impression of this student who was actually studying so hard that it made one's hair stand on end. Just like that, another year passed, and Brand, who had barely become an assistant mage, finally stood his ground in the midst of a huge army crossing a single-log bridge. That year, he was seventeen years old. Brandt, who could already make some simple magical tools, often took advantage of the opportunity to travel with the merchants in the city when they sold all kinds of goods. He sold his magic fireworks and moving dolls along the road from small town to countryside.
It was funny that one time, because he couldn't stand the little apprentice who was riding on the carriage, the person in charge of the caravan had asked the coachman to collect money from the young man for the carriage back to the city. The stingy young man had become ruthless and simply jumped off the carriage and walked on his own. As a result, they encountered a group of bandits. Just as the bandits were planning to rob and kill in the wilderness, the navy soldiers under the command of Mr. Cohen who passed by quickly dismissed the group of ten people and saved the apprentice who almost lost his life because of the two silver coins. Mr. Colon had a beautiful daughter named Caterina.
The journey was full of storms and dust. Ten years, almost ten years, from a small mage assistant to a grade-7 intermediate mage. The house, the old residence of the deceased Mr. Cohen. Brand had " bought " it from Caterina, but he had never accepted the deed. Now, it was in the hands of the head servant. A manor, there it was. After becoming an Intermediate Mage, Brand, who was afraid of being poor, had painstakingly saved up money to buy a manor. And now, he even had a Magus Tower, even though it was left behind by his teacher.
The past was still vivid in her mind, but now things had changed. The only difference was that Caterina seemed to be more and more beautiful. The slender girl was extremely beautiful both inside and outside.
" Am I... thinking too much?" The mage who had just woken up from his memories laughed.
Hard work might not work, but…only hard work could forever be in his hands. Perhaps his decision was right. Brand recalled his teacher's teachings, and his resolve, which had been slightly shaken, became extremely firm.
Do it! He did as he thought. The bold mage pushed open the door of the mage tower.
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