: Ars Magna (1)
"What do you mean?"
" It's too dirty."
"Suddenly, you're all talking like a kid."
First off, he looks like a kid.
Jamie took a step back at the still smoke of dust from inside the store.
Siegfried stood well in such a place.
If it's that much dust, I think I'll get a headache as soon as I breathe in.
what the. Kids these days are making all the fuss with this kind of dust."
Siegfried shook his head as if he did not understand.
Then he started talking about his childhood.
"When I was young, I used to sleep next to pig dung. It was a daily routine to roll cow dung, and there were times when I searched the trash cans for food left behind by the nobles. I had no idea how hungry I was, how disgusting it was."
With such a classy face, he spit out dirty things casually.
It was then that Jamie remembered Siegfried's origins.
he was a slave Now, as an archmage, he has a huge reputation, but there must have been a time when he wasn't even treated as a human being.
So this bit of dust was nothing compared to what I had experienced in my slave days.
"Anyway, come in. If it's really hard, can't you just put on an air curtain?
As he said, it could be easily solved using magic, but this was a matter of mood.
Jamie wondered what to do, but ended up wrapping himself in a blanket of air. Do I really need to go this far?
'You're the author, aren't you?'
You can just quietly wait outside.
But even though it was covered with an air curtain, I didn't want to be sloppy.
magneton. Let's go in."
Siegfried smiled and opened the door wide.
Jamie sighed and entered the store.
The Manastone Shop Ars Magna was a cramped place.
To be precise, the store itself was wider than I thought, but there were so many stalls with magic stones that it would fill up with just one or two people walking around.
It's a pity that Jamie is small, but if he was a little taller, he would have felt uncomfortable while walking around.
"Isn't it gorgeous?"
However, as Siegfried said, it was a gorgeous place.
Apart from the narrowness, the magic stones decorated on the wall, the magic stones decorated with lighting, and the magic stones on the street were artistically arranged.
"All the magic stones in sight are E~C grades, but the magic stones themselves are beautiful in the first place, so this kind of fairy tale space is created."
"You must have something like a child who doesn't fit in."
haha. Every magician should have at least one or two hearts. Are you not a creator?"
Wizards are creators.
I thought it was a fun expression.
There are many more wizards who do not create in the world, but the wizards who left their names in the world were definitely the creators.
"It makes sense."
"Is that right?"
When Jamie agreed, Siegfried smiled proudly.
"But the owner of the store is nowhere to be seen?"
A visitor comes and no one sees me.
If you see that the door isn't locked, it looks like someone is there... .
Siegfried said.
"Because you are so free. You'll be here soon though. Oh, you came just in time."
Jamie also felt a presence.
The presence, which felt like a lie, suddenly appeared from inside the building.
Until then, I didn't feel anything.
"You are a wizard."
"It's like that."
The old wooden door opened with an unpleasant squeak.
Long time no see.
Siegfried bowed his head in greeting.
Jamie didn't see it. It was because of the small stature and the tall stand completely obscuring the owner's appearance.
"Why are you bothering me again?"
It was the voice of an old woman.
Jamie lifted his claws, but still the owner was nowhere to be seen.
Siegfried put his arms on the counter and said with a characteristic smile.
"You said you would come again."
flea.
"Did the goods come in?"
yet.
"It's a bummer again this time."
"Listen to the end, boy."
A staff came out from below and hit Siegfried's head.
As bad as it could be, Siegfried only made a sound of 'eek' and didn't show any sign of displeasure.
It wasn't just that he was from a slave, but he seemed to be quite close to the owner.
if not Because even a class 7 archmage can't be treated rudely?
'I wonder who it is.'
It was at a level that was nothing to see with just a sense of presence.
Jamie couldn't stand it and soared into the air.
"No flying here!"
I felt a trail behind me.
Something falls over your head.
Jamie instinctively unfolded the shield. At the same time, he drew his sword and deployed several fireballs in the air.
And the moment he turned around, Jamie could see it.
Here, the owner of Ars Magna.
My first impression was this.
" 2nd rank?"
"There's nothing you can't say to a lady!"
right!
Ahh!
A staff pierced through the shield and hit Jamie's head.
* * *
"You mean this guy is the kid in the rumor?"
The old woman, Kiriel, looked at Jamie with curious eyes. She bit the teddy bear and laughed.
"It sounds like you have great skills."
She was riding on a crystal ball the size of her own, and, as Jamie felt, she was two-headed, the same size as the head and body.
On her head, she wore a wide-brimmed cone hat worn by witches, but at first glance it was a hat that looked like a human face.
"Read all my movements."
"The rumor that he is the best talent in the world is not for nothing."
Siegfried looked at Jamie as she listened to her and rubbed her hair.
Jamie was staring at Kiriel with a very dissatisfied look.
'What the hell is this old woman?'
Obviously, the shield was unfolded.
It was one piece, but the staff was enough to block it with ease.
pierced together.
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