I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 4 Because I’m Kind (Please Read)

Two golden and red moons hung high in the sky, and the moonlight penetrated the clear and bright glass, bringing a hint of sadness to the blond boy.

Ron was probably sick. He lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He sat up and looked at the proficiency panel, sighed softly, and finally tightened the quilt around him.

It seems that only in this way can he feel a little warmth in this cold world.

Life is like being raped by a bow. Since there is no way to resist, you might as well lie down and enjoy it.

The blond boy silently comforted himself in his heart, and his thoughts gradually dispersed.

When he was a student, he read some records about the nature of magic in a book on occultism.

The essence of magic is a fusion of elements, with the individual spirit acting as the link.

Therefore, this results in everyone's spells being cast differently.

The idea of ​​spiritual power is too backward. According to the book "The Mage from Entry to Grave" that Ron read, the so-called spirit is beyond the material world, but it is not illusory.

Just as offering faith to the gods can lead to transcendence, and pledging allegiance to the kingdom can lead to becoming a Knight Templar.

As for himself... The blond boy's mouth twitched, and he really couldn't comfort himself anymore.

The holy light element gently echoed around him, patting Ron's shoulders with both hands as if to comfort him, as if to say
Don't be a sissy.

"Forget it, love is what it is." After thinking about it for most of the night, Ron chose to refuse internal friction.

He quickly got out of bed, dressed neatly, and tiptoed out of the room, intending to go to the bathroom to relieve some stress.

Perhaps because he was practicing holy light magic, Ron always felt that this courtyard seemed a little eerie when he walked alone in the dark corridor.

However, when he thought of the polite and generous Miss Talia, and Mr. Ancesta, whom he had never met but was full of faith, Ron secretly laughed at himself for being too sensitive.

"Instead of dwelling on these useless things, I should think about how I'm going to get through the Holy Sword Art issue tomorrow. At the very least, I've got to collect a month's salary."

The young man in the dark corridor curled his lips and immediately pressed the door handle of the bathroom.

The darkness was like a tide. Ron turned on the magic crystal lamp and subconsciously looked into the bathroom.

He saw that he was not the only guest in the bathroom. Under the bright light, the boy could even see what the person in front of him was wearing.

She was wearing a black robe and her face was covered by a mask. She was adjusting the robe for disguise while looking at the mirror in the bathroom.

In an instant, the two people who met on the narrow road were both stunned, as if they had not expected that there was other people in the bathroom in the dead of night.

"This is."

The blond boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall man in black with obvious feminine features in front of him.

The next moment, Ron seemed to realize something, and his inner anger suddenly rose. His fair face turned red in an instant, and his deep blue eyes stared at the woman with bad intentions.

He knew, he understood, and he reacted in an instant.

The true identity of the woman in front of me is...
A despicable and hateful thief!
That’s it!
It can't be the little match girl, right?
What a beastly guy, he actually chose Miss Talia, who depended on her old father for everything, as his target for theft.

Ron couldn't even imagine how Miss Talia, whose belongings had been stolen, would survive in such a huge capital, and how she would settle her salary at the end of the month.

Damn you, how dare you steal my money!
Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. Realizing that he should uphold justice, Ron immediately took out his sword from under his wizard robe, held it across his chest in a defensive manner, and snorted coldly:

"I already know what you're going to do. Don't try to resist. Put your hands on your head and slowly squat down!"

How could he know! ?

Under the moonlight, Talia, who was disguised and about to go out to secretly get materials as instructed by her teacher, was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back.

She simply couldn't imagine how that money-hungry pariah knew her secret.

"We can't let him go. Once the forbidden truth is known to the Church, both my teacher and I will be in danger."

Thoughts raced through her mind as Talia Ancesta gritted her teeth. The playful look she had given the boy had now become icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

At this moment, only one thought echoed in Talia's mind -

This child cannot be kept!

In an instant, Talia jumped out from her original position like a cheetah.

She slipped a dagger from her sleeve, held it in her palm, and swung her elbow forward with force.

A cold light suddenly flashed, bringing up a sharp airflow, as if it was going to cut a slit in the blond boy's throat all the way to his neck.

block!
The sound of metal clashing suddenly resounded through the night sky, and Ron used his iron sword to block the fatal blow at the critical moment.

The sharp airflow split in two with him as the dividing line, leaving two deep, invisible gaps in the corridor wall. "Just a mage apprentice who only knows how to heal. Nothing could be easier than this."

As soon as Talia Ancesta had the thought, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The young man in front of her had clear eyes, without a trace of fear or helplessness about danger, which was completely different from the logical model she had imagined in her mind.

The Thinking Scholar not only endows Talia with extremely strong logical abilities, but also enables her to master the magical secrets that belong only to the authority of the Lord of Enlightenment.

"First-level secret technique, logical deduction."

Spirituality surged from all directions and poured into her eyes. In an instant, she saw the boy's heart, which was as bright as gold, and saw the kindness and noble character in Ron's heart.

Even at this life-threatening moment, the young man in front of him was still worried about the enemy getting hurt, and actually planned to cast Holy Light Healing Spell for her in the next second.

What a good virtue this is!

'He must be a good man.!'

Miss Beth, who occupied this body, suddenly felt a little ashamed, even though she had done many evil things that deserved to go to hell, both openly and secretly, over the years, and she thought she had abandoned all human emotions and useless morals.

But at this moment, she was still moved by Ron's golden spirit, so much so that she couldn't help but slow down her strength.

"cure."

The boy's voice was like a gentle spring breeze blowing gently across his face, and an eternal glow emerged in the palm of his left hand.

The glow was like the sun, suddenly illuminating the entire dark corridor, and also illuminating Beth's twisted and dark heart.

At this moment, she seemed to see her deceased grandmother waving to her from the other side of the river.

"Hiss you. You."

Miss Beth was so moved that tears streamed down her face, and her body was shaking so wildly with excitement that the sounds she made became hoarse murmurs of air passing through her trachea.

bang-

The dagger in her hand fell to the ground, and the severe pain in her abdomen, comparable to childbirth, made it impossible for her to straighten her back.

Besides this extremely severe pain, Beth could even feel a little bit of warmth and tingling as if being caressed by holy light.

This inevitably caused her muscles, which were tense due to pain, to relax, but then tense again due to pain.

Suddenly, this extremely strange feeling gave Beth an impulse.

It is a primitive impulse of human instinct, and it is a physiological phenomenon that cannot be avoided in any way.

thump--

She knelt weakly on the ground, her nails scratching the floor leaving bloody marks, and her bloodshot eyes hidden under the mask glared at Ron angrily.

Beth simply couldn't imagine what kind of forbidden truth could be developed into such magic.

Seeing that the vicious thief in front of him had no strength to resist, Ron's face was full of joy.

Although he looked very cautious on the outside, he had already begun to think about what kind of reward the generous Miss Talia would give him after he caught the thief.

Is it a golden lion?
Or maybe a new kind of magic in a jar?

"You. You. I. Will kill you!!!"

A hoarse and threatening roar that was indistinguishable from a human voice suddenly rang in Ron's ears, which made the honest blond boy stunned for a moment. He did not expect that the thief was so vicious.

Even in this situation, he still dares to make threats.

Ron naturally didn't have a good face when facing this thief who was going to steal his future salary.

He walked quickly into the bathroom and pressed the button on the toilet hard.

Wow.
In the silence of the night, the sound of running water is so beautiful.

"No! How can I be like a bitch in front of this untouchable?"

Beth, who was kneeling on the ground and enduring the severe abdominal pain and physiological phenomena, became conscious and hazy.

At some point, she reached her limit.

As expected, he developed diabetes insipidus.

(End of this chapter)