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Magic Boy (I)
There was a loud boom in the sky, and even the classroom windows vibrated… Everyone stopped and looked out the window…
Moving slowly through the air was the massive bio-ship, and it looked like it was aiming for the not-too-distant city of Alpha.
Alpha is not only well developed commercially, it is also an important strategic location. Interestingly, the army has been moving unusually frequently in recent months.
‘Maybe something is going to happen.’ Nantes thought…
“Stop gawking and copy the spell on the board!” The teacher said loudly.
Everyone came back to their senses and concentrated on copying.
This is a simple magic school in the suburbs, or maybe it’s not a school at all… It’s just a small room.
“Using these two magic crystals, you can generate the element of water out of thin air. Note… it’s a small amount of water… very, very little, only enough to make your fingertips a little wet.”
Just as everyone was listening carefully, in walked a little girl. On the back of her hand there was a wound, maybe a knife wound, maybe a fall wound, and the wound kept bleeding.
Standing by the door was her mother, “Teacher… I have to trouble you again…” she apologized.
“Well…” the teacher looked at the girl for a moment, looked up and swept a pointed gaze over his students, and the class gasped…
“You… it’s you… Nant… try… with the healing technique you taught me last time…”
The teacher pointed his magic wand at the teenager, who was about fifteen years old, and everyone looked at him in unison.
“Don’t be nervous…” reassured Nantes, though the hand holding the crystal was already shaking slightly.
“What are you waiting for! Did you forget the spell?” The teacher was getting impatient.
“No…” Nant quickly threw the crystal into the air and silently recited the incantation that he had memorized long ago.
Transparent crystals clustered around the girl’s wounds and floated…
“Concentrate.” The teacher instructed.
The crystal glowed and spun…
“Great…” said Nanthe, secretly delighted.
But something doesn’t seem right…? That’s right, it’s the light.
“I remember my teacher talking about a soft blue light, why am I creating a flaming red?” Nantoku mumbled.
Just then the little girl moaned, only to see the back of her hand bend… “Touch!” Nantes was kicked against the wall by the teacher and barely fainted.
The little girl cried out, and blood gushed out profusely from the back of her hand… The classroom was a mess.
“Nant, tell your mom that the next tuition is 20 gold coins.” The teacher spoke in this way.
Nant was shocked, it was too high, and in fact he knew he was one of the most expensive of all the students to pay the fees.
“This…” he looked at the aging old wizard in front of him with pleading eyes, hoping that he would be merciful.
“Nantes, I’ll be blunt. You’re the least qualified student I’ve ever seen, you’re not cut out for this stuff at all, and I’m not going to teach you again without this price.” The old man hit the ground hard with his magic wand, and it looked like he was furious.
“Yes… yes… I know.” Nantes retreated from the classroom with his head down.
Looking at Nantes’ departing back, the old man sighed and shook his head.
“Nant, where is your house?” The girl with pigtails asked curiously.
“Over there…” at the crossroads, Nant pointed to the end of the road.
“Huh? Rock Village… It’s so far away! Nantes, then I have to go now, I won’t be accompanying you!” The little girl flipped her pigtails and walked away with a skip and a jump.
Looking at the little girl’s distant back, Nantes instead walked to the other side of the road. Around his feet were piles of abandoned garbage, and the smell of rotting. When a city grows, there are always things it doesn’t want.
Yes, this is the dump, and in the piles of garbage there is a crack that just happens to be human-like.
Nant looked around and then dug in.
It wasn’t a big space, but it was enough for Nantes. After lighting the candles on the low table, Nantes took out the metal box… which was stuffed in the gap… It had been almost a day since he had eaten anything, and his stomach couldn’t take it anymore, so Nantes grabbed the moldy hard bread inside the metal box and nibbled on it.
I didn’t gobble it down, but bit into it, slowly letting the bread crumbs run between my tongue… even the moldy bits.
As if he couldn’t bear to part with it, Nant put the bread, which he had only taken two bites of, back into the box. Seeing the two twisted and misshapen gold coins lying quietly in the corner of the box, two bucketfuls of tears fell on the table.
“Oh my god! Where am I going to find 20 gold coins…”
He had spent all his savings to learn magic. Nantes fell to the ground…
Nantes has lived here for as long as he can remember, and he vaguely remembers an old man taking care of him, but one day he disappeared and was never seen again…
Was it the father? As if it wasn’t, anyway, Nant lived a solitary life from then on. The good thing was that it was living in a junkyard, and if you were lucky, you could find some food in the garbage, and some clothing that seemed to be intact.
Once Nant got sick and starved in a cave for days with a high fever, struggling between death by sickness and death by starvation… As if by some stroke of luck, he was miraculously cured, and from that time on, he developed the habit of saving food.
Nanthe is pleasantly surprised when he learns of a magic school from a child in a neighboring village. If you could heal people after knowing magic, you would of course have a steady income.
But things didn’t go as smoothly as one would have liked, and after three years of hard work hawking items picked up from junkyards and working menial jobs for rich families, he finally got enough money.
When the money was handed over to the teacher, I can only describe it as “heartbreaking”.
“Bump…” said Nantes, startled awake.
An earthquake? The ground shook, and Nant instinctively rushed out of the cave… but was immediately shocked by what he saw: a huge thunderbolt rose up from the ground in front of him, arced beautifully through the air, and landed behind a small hill… and after a loud rumbling sound, ice shavings of stone rained down like rain… Nant ducked back into the cave, his mouth agape, and watched for the first time as he saw an attacking magic… that is, the evil black magic of the teacher’s name.
There was shouting and cursing in the distance…
“Is it a wizard’s duel?” Nanthe’s heart thumped in his chest, wishing he could see it closer.
“Bang…” After a loud noise, the hill was torn in half like a loaf of bread, and a crack approached like a snake…
Nanthe’s eyes widened as he saw the crack suddenly turn a corner and hit a large tree, the huge log cracking in half in response.
“It’s better not to get close.” Nant sat down as if he were enjoying a fireworks display, a streak of lightning danced before his eyes, and from time to time a huge rock fell in front of him.
Suddenly, Nantes noticed something strange in the sky, as if they were being sucked in, all the stars were moving to the same place, and they seemed to be getting bigger…
“？？？┅┅”
It was… a meteorite shower! Huge, fiery rocks, with a sharp sound, fell in a concentrated mass behind the hill, and the ground shook so violently that Nantes was almost thrown into the air…
”No one can dodge an attack like that, right? That is, even if it’s the highest level magician?” Nantes was skeptical.
Sure enough, everything calmed down after a puff of smoke.
“Wow…” exclaimed Nantes.
The hill that was torn apart was nothing at all, the back of the hill could only be described as miserable, but apart from a female magician lying on the hill, there was no one else in sight.
Nantes approached curiously, and contrary to what Nantes thought, the one lying on the ground turned out to be a beautiful woman of about seventeen or eight years of age, dressed in gorgeous magical clothes, of course the kind that left her legs bare.
‘Dead…?’ Nantes moved a little closer.
Suddenly opening her eyes, the wand in her hand pointed at Nant’s nose, “Who are you?!” The young girl looked pointedly at Nantes.
“I… I… am living in this neighborhood.” Nantes looked at the magic wand and remembered the amazing magic from earlier.
The young girl looked Nantes up and down, finally dropping the stick.
“Are… are you… okay?” Nant asked.
“Where is your home? I need a place to rest…” The girl closed her eyes.
“This is your house?!” The young girl looked at Nantes in surprise.
This was the first time Nantes had ever let anyone into his house; none of his friends had ever known where he lived.
Surveying Nantes, the young girl understood everything. Before her eyes stood a self-respecting teenager who, even when living in a place like this, even if he didn’t have three meals to eat, he still made an effort to keep clean and keep his clothes organized, in order to look the same as the rest of the people.
“Bump…” the young girl fell into the corner.
It was only then that Nant noticed the young girl was bleeding, “Are you okay?” Nant asked worriedly.
“You know healing?” Following the young girl’s gaze, Nant saw the crystal on the table.
“Heal me…” Before Nantes could say anything, the young girl pulled down her collar, and two snow-white breasts popped out, their pink nipples standing tall. At the lower edge of the very beautiful breasts there was a surprising wound, oozing blood…
“Don’t you hurry up and bring the crystal!” The frowning young girl commanded the dumbfounded Nantes.
“I… I don’t know healing magic yet.” Holding the crystal, Nant said in shame.
“It doesn’t matter…” Shaking her head, the young girl directed Nantes to throw the crystal into the air, while she herself chanted the incantation. The glowing blue crystals made the maiden’s breasts look so beautiful that Nantes was mesmerized.
The healed breasts seemed to be without a single blemish, and as the young girl cupped her own breasts and examined them back and forth, Nantes felt a nosebleed coming out.
“Ughhh!” The young girl frowned again as she looked at the dress, which had a large hole in it.
“I can sew it up for you.” Nant said.
As if it was only now that she realized Nante’s presence, the young girl nervously shielded her breasts. It was only then that Nantes also realized that the maiden’s magical clothes were one-piece, ”Wouldn’t that be stripping naked?” Nante’s heart jumped violently.
“Turn your head away, no peeking…” the young girl said after a moment’s hesitation.
The clothes in his hands were not only warm, but also wafted with the faint scent of a young girl’s body. Nante carefully mended it, which counted as his survival skill.
“A…” the young girl screamed.
Nant turned his head back as a mouse ran past the young girl’s feet and disappeared out the door. Nant immediately turned his head back, his heart bouncing and his lower body swelling dramatically.
‘Golden… golden… body hair…’ Although it was only a glimpse, the young girl’s slender legs and rounded buttocks were deeply imprinted on her eyes.
The blonde hairs on the young girl’s pubic mound glistened beautifully in the candlelight. Nant ducked his head and pressed his hands against the hardened lower body, the cold metal touching his neck.
“What do you see?” The young girl spoke coldly from behind Nantes’ back.
“No… this is your dress.” Nant held the clothes up high.
After getting dressed, the young girl was satisfied and examined her left and right… Nant could only secretly notice the young girl’s bare legs, ‘It’s beautiful…’ Nant thought to himself.
“I’m going to sleep…” The girl, relieved, fell asleep, leaving Nantes alone. It was then that he realized he was hungry again. He grabbed the bread in the tin box…
Looking at the bags by the wall, Nantes’ heart skipped a beat again, ‘Would such a high-ranking magician go out without money for a rainy day? Perhaps, he is even carrying something more valuable than gold coins… like precious stones or something like that.’ Nantes involuntarily moved to the bag and extended his trembling hand.
“Money… just give me 20 gold coins…” thought Nant.
I’ve never stolen anything from anyone, no… I’ve never even thought about it.
“I need to go learn magic… 15 would be fine… no… just 10 gold coins and I’ll be satisfied.” Nant struggled, his hand already at the mouth of the bag.
The young girl was huffing and puffing right next to her, and it was the best time to do so, ‘Consider it the cost of mending your clothes for you… okay.’ Nantes comforted himself. His hands were shaking uncontrollably, ‘5… even 5…’ In fact, Nantes’ whole body was trembling.
I don’t know whether he was too hungry or exhausted, but with a thud, Nantes sat down on the wall. The girl was still sleeping soundly. Nant’s right hand, which had been stretched out, dropped weakly, and two tears fell down his cheeks… (to be continued)