-The wizard''s story- 1


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    "is this possible with a human''s power?"


    Sir Raynold couldn''t stop his mouth from falling after looking at the view in front of him. It is comprehendable since things that only happen in epic tales just happened in front of him.


    He looked at his map for numerous amount of times because he could not believe what happened in front of him. The map clearly showed a small mountain.


    ''What is this?''


    At first when he heard that a mountain blew up he thought the people were joking. All the royal palace tild him to do was to make a road so that the people could pass easily through the mountain.


    Then ''that'' happened.


    Even though the mountain was a small one, the mountain just evaporated. A wierd story just up to here.


    The problem was that this was done by just a 20-year old.


    A wizard that blew up a mountain.


    The mage that has done this feat was living here. He was thinking fast with his head after he heard this.


    A chance.


    Not just a chance, but the chance.


    Every wizard is important these days. War every day, and starving men. The royal kingdom takes even low-class mages with a lot of money.


    But a mage that cannot even be compared to those mercenaries just appeared.


    Bringing a normal mage results in praise, but what would happen if he made a wizard that blew up a mountain work for the royal army?


    His status would go up. maybe a new pice of territory for him. A chance to get revenge at the nobles that ridiculed him.


    A moment that makes the demotion that made him responsible for this road as a chance, not a demotion.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    "Get me to this wizard. Now."


    He hurried his attendant.


    "I need to see this man."


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    Lobian couldn''t eat these days. It followed him when lying in bed, and it followed him as his attendant was spooning him his food. Review of his first rule.


    Never interfere in front.


    Yes. It was just that. just staying quiet would have let him keep a good life. Why interfere to make this mess?


    ''I should just die''


    He banged his head on the corner of the table. It isn''t even hurting. Probably I am a stonehead. Of course, it would bot hurt even without a being a stonehead because of his magic barriar.


    Just digging. He just had to dig. It was a little embarassing to just look at others while they were working, so he just decided to have a little fun. It wouldn''t have ended this way if he just stayed and supervised like his father said.


    Already broke his first law. And when it rains, it pours. His life always ended up that way. something big would happen. something bad.


    A countryside noble needs no adventures!


    Just staying lets him eat and sleep. Not only that, he could meet up with above-average women and just play without doing anything. Also, there are numerous attendants acting at his command.


    Satisfying. No. More than satisfying for a man like me. But this will draw attention to him. What is different with this than shouting "attention!"?


    So he should have stopped. stopped right there. Now, regret or what, it wouldn''t work. He would do the same thing if he was in the same position. People would come from everywhere, to look at as if I was a animal in a zoo. No. it is fine if it ends with watching.


    Probably it will end up with something impossible. Something like ''summon flaming arrows slashing at thousands of enemy troops!'' or ''summon hellfire to the enemy capital!''


    ''If it was possible, Why would I be here doing this?''


    Anger swept over him. people looked at him the same way every time. ''How amazing. Seven circles at that age?'' ''Can you do this and that?'' and so on.


    That is for people with real talent. Not for a empty vessel like me.


    He just took a deep breath. He came to his senses after a bottle of wine.


    Yes. maybe he would just pass. Drunk, he muttered that. Just a little bit of money and praises from the kingdom.


    ''as if..''


    It wasn''t making sense at all. His shoulders drooped down. a bad feeling swept through him. He was feeling very bad. He could picture everything that would happen in front of him as a epic poem.


    "Bring more wine!"


    "Master, you should take care of your body."


    "Is this situation to look after myself?"


    Just then, a chilly feeling swept through. when he looked in front of himself, there was a very angry looking man. It was Karl. the man who his father put as his swordsmanship teacher and to watch him.


    "There is a guest. Stop your disgraceful actions."


    "Ah........"


    Bad feelings are always right. He could picture everything that would happen.


    "This guest is not a person who you can act rudely to."


    "So you mean this bastard came to take me!"


    "He is not a person you can call bastard."


    "So you mean he is a dangerous bastard!"


    "Stop calling the man bastard."


    The wizard was about to scream. How could he say his problem to others? He thought to the man waiting outside the door.


    ''My spells are all random!''