I'm really not a top magician

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Old Gulan said while drinking coffee, "Besides, you can also look out at the spring constellations at this time, so I want to look at the sky and wait for my grandson to return."

Hearing these intoxicated words, Waver remained silent, drinking his coffee calmly.

I actually thought of getting up early to look at the constellations. Do people have this kind of leisure time when they get older?

If it were Weber, he would have devoted more energy to the study of magic.

Even though he knew that he couldn't figure out anything...

Old Man Gulan seemed to sense Weber's mood and asked, "What's wrong, Weber? Didn't you like this place very much when you were a child? You watched the stars with me many times. Do you remember?"

"Yeah, it seems so."

Waver made a perfunctory remark while gazing at the scenery before him.

Since the foundation is located on the slope of a hill, the entire city of Fuyuki from Miyama Town to the coast can be seen from the roof. The air is crisp and clear, the sea surface is dyed pearly at dawn, and you can visually distinguish the silhouette of sails sailing into the distance.

"How is it? It's exquisite and nice, right?" said old man Gulan.

"good..."

Weber nodded.

For Weber, this was a panoramic view of the battlefield.

He had no time to appreciate the beauty.

"I first set foot on this land on a business trip. When discussing burial in Fuyuki with Masa, he requested two things. The house must be built deep in the mountains, and the roof must be accessible through the skylight. But Chris still can't forget Toronto. Those guys just don't want to be raised as Japanese."

Immersed in memories, old man Gulan looked towards the other side of the sea, at the hometown where his departed sons were.

"Do you like Japan so much?"

"I guess so. But if that's the reason for my quarrel and separation with my sons, I honestly regret it."

The old man sighed as he cherished his lonely years.

"Sitting on the roof like this and watching the stars with my grandson is a dream I have always had. Although I never expected it to come true."

Hearing this, Weber froze in shock, staring at old man Gulan with wide eyes.

Old Gulan shook his head quietly. "My real grandchildren have never accompanied me to the roof. Masa is also afraid of heights. When we look at the stars, I am always alone."

"I said, Weber, you are not our grandson, are you?"

The old man's words hit my heart like a heavy hammer.

But what hit Weber the most was not the danger and embarrassment of being discovered,

But a shame!

The hint was lifted,

And it was done by this kind old man who had no magical skills at all!

"How did you..."

"Don't worry. Actually, it doesn't matter who you are. Although Martha and I have always believed that you are our grandson, this is incredible. However, after living for so long, incredible things in the world are still incredible no matter how you think about them. In short, you usually behave much more gently than our grandson."

An indescribable silence filled the roof, and for a moment the howling of the north wind could be heard.

"Aren't you... angry?"

Waver asked quietly.

As if he was afraid, or perhaps he was feeling bad, Waver rarely stopped shouting.

Old Gulan said with a complex yet calm expression, "Well, it's natural to be angry. However, Masa has been smiling happily more often recently, which was impossible before. For this, I have to thank you."

"Besides, it doesn't seem like you came here with any ill will towards us. Whether you know that man named Alex or not, he's a rare and straightforward young man these days. Why you did this? I can't understand it even if I wanted to."

"Or perhaps it's because I don't know your situation that I can make this request. If possible, I hope this relationship can continue for a while. Putting me aside, Martha probably doesn't feel anything is wrong. Whether it's a dream or something else, the time spent with my gentle grandson is a rare treasure for us."

Weber couldn't bear to look at the old man and just looked down at his hands.

These hands,

One day,

A hand that can create mysterious mysteries,

Is the hand that can overturn the clock tower,

For countless years, Weber had always believed that he possessed such talent.

Even if you are denied and excluded by others!

But what is the result?

Weber couldn't even perform the most basic magic trick, hypnotic suggestion!

Not only did the other party break the magic cup in the end, but he even asked the kind old man to "fool us a little longer."

Haha, it turns out that my magic is really so bad.

If it is sand bar,

Or if it's rider,

Just drinking and chatting casually can achieve the goal.

However, not only could Waver Velvet's magic not achieve such an effect,

Instead, he himself received the other party's warmth.

Haha, what a joke!

Weber wanted to cry at this moment.

But if I cry now,

Isn't that just admitting that you are trash?

Ah, so weak,

This is the real me...

From the moment you enter the Clock Tower,

Weber believed that he had reached the pinnacle of his fantasy life.

But the reality is cruel...

There was nothing outstanding about Webber's magic career.

A mediocre magic career,

No outstanding strength,

No exciting research.

Even my only hard work was called garbage by the instructor in front of the whole class.

If there is disappointment somewhere,

That should be me,

I let myself down...

Small stomach,

High spirits,

But there is hope to get other people's attention.

Thinking of this, Waver began to hate himself...

Inconsistent and full of contradictions,

When we meet someone, we start quarreling within three sentences.

No one looked down on me from beginning to end.

No one wants to get close to me,

Besides the sand bars...

but,

If it were Sazae, I think you would be able to tolerate me like this...

Such thoughts made Waver start to feel scared.

He feared his own incompetence.

But I am more afraid of Sha Tiao Ai Ge,

Because Shatiao Aige is so kind to everyone,

He definitely doesn't consider himself the most important friend...

Now he began to laugh at the state of mind of those men in the Clock Tower.

Stupid, foolish, ignorant,

Waver himself joined those guys in laughing at his own stupidity.

Having said that,

But he couldn't laugh.

"I'm sorry, but I can't make any promises to you. I can't even guarantee that I'll be able to come back here safely next time."

After thinking for a long time, Waver had no choice but to answer this way.

"So, you are doing something life-threatening?"

"Yes."

Elder Gulan was silent for a moment, as if lost in thought. He then nodded gravely. "Although I don't know how important that matter is to you, I hope you'll listen to me. After living half your life and looking back, you'll find that nothing can compare to life itself."

This argument runs counter to Weber's philosophy of betting his youth.

The so-called devil's way can only be started after making up one's mind to die. Only by burning one's life can one reach the highest realm.

This is what he has been working towards so far.

But maybe because today,

But such thoughts have been shattered till today.

It was also today that Weber realized how naive he had been.

No,

No matter where you go,

With whom?

It seems like I am the only one who is redundant!

Although always polite on the surface, but never open your heart to others,

Try not to let others see your weaknesses.