“ A…ke…A…ke”
A voice.
It’s calling me.
But, who?
And what’s this indescribable feeling in my chest.
“3….2…..1”
Huh?
*Splash*
Uwahhh. I’m drowning, I’m drowning on land.
I hastily open my eyes, before me is a young figure of a girl with quite peculiar long-red hair as her distinctive characteristic.
With unhesitating behaviour full of vitality, just looking at her can give you happy. That is , if she doesn’t hold an empty bucket over your head.
“Lina..”
Since I was a kid, I have been with her more than my shitty dad. Every now and then, he goes out and left me in Lina’s parents care. As a result, we were raised as if we were family.
“wake up , dummy, wake up. The food is getting cold”
“Stop tilting my head, Lina. I can’t concentrate with my head being this wet. Beside, is there no gentler way to wake me up”
“You are 15 years old now Reus.At least become a little independence, don’t make me wake you up everydays”
Geez, so bossy in the morning.
“I get it.Can you wait for me to get change” I resigned.
Seeing her off the room, I closed the door and took out the clothes
“What’s up with her, acting like my mom”
I murmured while looking out of the windows.
It still pitch black outside with some faint light from Naminaas. Well,It can’t be helped when you live deep underground, but this scene does give me the creep sometimes,especially after having that mysterious dream.
(Author’s note: Naminaas is a big mushroom that can glow in the dark)
I have been having that dream for 2 weeks, ever since my dad,Lethos, went out for some business. He’s an elder of the village, as well as an arch-mage of the mage guild, so he is quite a busy man.
Ever since, I was young, he’s been teaching me directly about magic. Magic spew from mana which circulated in your body. Through your imagination, you can control that mana to create spells. The chanting can help you steady your imagination and cast the spell, with lots of training, you can shorten the chanting or even silently cast the spell.
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My dad’s teaching focus on silent casting. His idea is “ a fight is a battle of tricks, the moment you spell your move to the opponent, you already lost it”. As a result, my entire childhood consist of continuously casting spells like “magic arrow” until I can even see it when go to bed.
Finished changing, I head out to the kitchen in the first floor. Don’t want to keep Lina waiting, she’s super scary when she is angry.
As I thought, she already in the kitchen with a cranky face while sitting cross-legged.
“Slowwww. What took you so long”
“My bad, my bad Lina” I put my hands together as an apology.
“Doesn’t matter. Hurry up and eat it before it getting cold”
On the table was freshly baked bread, dried meat and ash jam soup. With how little our house’s storage is, this is quite an elaborate dishes.
(Author’s note: Ash jam is the only fruit they can grow underground, the rest is trade stock from outside).
Even the fragrance is stimulated enough, I reach out my hand to the dish.
“How is it? ” Lina nervously asked
“This is sooo delicious Lina. After surviving by dried food for so long, this is the only time I feel truly alive”
“Heh, I know you can’t live without me taking care of. Here, try this soup. I used special recipe to make this.”
“Oh man, I wish I can eat food like these everyday” I nonchalantly muttered.
“We..ll, it was so sudden, but … if …… you’d ….like….i……can” her voice getting weaker while blushing.
Suddenly, a brute man butt in.
“REUS! I challenge you to a duel”