“W-What do you mean?” Zack asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking. Unfortunately, the question was too unexpected. He was unprepared, and his voice possessed a slight tremor.

Hearing the answer, the waitress said nothing. She just continued to stare at him in silence.

After a while without saying anything, Sarah sighed.

“Well. It's not that I have much interest in what you did before. Just try not to harm the townspeople. If you dare to do anything to them, I will take care of you myself, doctor” After saying that, she turned around and left.

He was still processing the information when he saw how the girl had left the way she had come.

(So. In the end. Does she know or not know who I am?) He asked himself. The chances of the waitress returning to her table to clarify what had happened do not seem high.

Zack shook his head. There is no evidence that she knows anything. Was there a problem with his disguise? No. There was no problem.

(Maybe she just wanted to make sure I am not suspicious? The previous doctor's reputation doesn't seem to be the best.) Zack remembered the hostility with which the father of one of the children treated him.

(Judging by her words, it doesn't seem like I am in immediate danger)

Zack's mind was a mess. It was not appropriate to stay in the city in these conditions. The best option is to go back home and organize your ideas.

Growl

(After eating) Zack thought as he listened to the sounds of protest from his stomach.

…

When Zack arrived at his house, he had already calmed down.

Judging the situation, it doesn't seem like that girl has any intention of outing him. It's not even certain that she knows he's not a doctor. The first thing should be to make sure he understood what she meant.

Zack is sure that her disguise is perfect, or at least good enough so that no one in this place will discover him. If he takes action and it turns out it was a misunderstanding, he will pay dearly.

(That's why it's better to wait. If nothing happens, I'm safe. On the contrary, if there is something abnormal, it won't be too late to run away) Zack nodded. After clearing his thoughts, he felt a little more relaxed.

At first, he planned to read a little, but now he decided to practice some magic to digest food. There are still many spells that he wants to know how to use.

The forest near his house is ideal for practicing without anyone bothering him.

Once he got there and made sure no one was there, he began to remember the formula he wanted to use.

After choosing magic, Zack moved the mana from his body and raised his hands.

“Earth Spike”

In front of him, the earth abruptly moved upwards, and a five-foot mound appeared.

Seeing the incomplete form of the spell, Zack was not discouraged. It was the first time he used it. It was normal.

Tier 1 magic is divided into two aspects: mana manipulation, and elemental transformation.

Wizards absorb mana from nature and use it to use spells.

In the fireball spell, for example: The first step is to manipulate the mana inside your body so that when the magic manifests externally, it has the shape of a ball. To do this, the magician circulates the mana in his body in a certain specific way, through the nodes of his body.

Once the mana manipulation is finished, the next thing is to transform the mana into the corresponding element and manifest it externally. So, if it is converted to the element of fire, we will have a fireball.

To be honest, the main difficulty with tier 1 spells is mana manipulation. Sometimes exact movements are necessary for mana to become magic. Beyond that, there are no difficulties.

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Tier 2 magic is a little different.

Zack shook his head. (This is not the time to think such things) And he returned to concentrating on repeating the spell.

…

Elsewhere, things were also happening.

After Zack left the inn, some curious women entered. Seeing them, Harry, the innkeeper, hid behind the display, wishing not to be seen by them. Fortunately, none of them were interested in him, and they ignored him, going straight to the dining room.

Harry sighed. Eyes full of pity for what is going to happen.

Once they arrived at the dining room it didn't take long for them to see their objective.

“Sarah!” A high-pitched voice resounded in the dinner hall.

Upon hearing that voice, a shiver ran through the waitress's back. As she slowly turned around she saw, to his horror, the three women.

“H-Hello Aunt Muriel.”

“Sarah. "It's been a long time since we saw you"

“You're not going to give us a hug”

"How much have you grown"

“We saw each other yesterday, Aunt Greta” she responded the best she could as she watched them pounce on her.

“Don't worry about the details. We came to see you and chat a little. By the way, have you found a boyfriend? Otherwise, I can introduce you to the grandson of one of the town's seamstresses. They say that he has already reached level 50 at 22 years old. I'm sure he would be-“

“I'm afraid I can't speak now. “I’m working” Sarah quickly cut her aunt off, as she tried to get them off her. If she let them talk, they wouldn't stop until nightfall.

“How can you talk to me like that?” responded one of her aunts “We came here to see you. The least you could do is welcome us” her aunt said as she released her from her embrace.

"Girls, stop. I think Sarah said something very reasonable” Hearing this, the women turned to see one of them saying this.

“It is true that we have come without taking into account what she could be doing. We should not disturb her while she is busy” the woman continued.

Hearing that, Sarah's eyes couldn't help but soften a little. “Aunt Maggie”

“Don't worry, we won't bother you while you work. Your priority is to serve customers. We and the rest of your family are proud that you are making it on your own. Let's go girls, let's let her work” After saying this, Aunt Maggie turned around and walked towards her exit.

Seeing this, the rest of the women followed her with hesitant steps, looking at each other for someone to say something. In the end, no one said anything, and they followed her with calm steps, without speaking.

Seeing this, Sarah breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to serve some customers.

"Waitress"

If Sarah had been holding something, she would have dropped it when she heard that voice calling her. She turned around slowly to see her aunts sitting at one of the tables while they called her name happily.

“I knew that was being too easy” she murmured quietly, as she went to another of the tables, pretending to ignore them.

“We would like to order something”

"Can anyone come? I have a question about the menu”

(This day is going to be a very long day) Sarah thought.

…

"Hey? So you think the doctor is a noble?” his aunt asked.

In the end, Sarah could not resist the insistence of her aunts, and, before the grateful eyes of her boss, she told them everything she knew about the new doctor.

"I'm almost sure. If he is not a nobleman, at least he must be the son of a wealthy family” she responded before the expectant eyes of her aunt.

"How are you so sure? You've only seen him once"

“I haven't been working here for years in vain” Sarah huffed. “I've seen a lot of clients since I started working. From the idiots who come to get drunk, to mercenaries from outside the town. The new doctor, Matthew, doesn't eat like a commoner. Nobody eats that way naturally. It is obvious that he knows etiquette and manners”

That is.

Even if Zack worked hard to create a new identity, that doesn't mean it's perfect. No matter how hard he tried to change his appearance and voice, it was inevitable that he would miss a few details.

The reason why people stared at him while he ate was not because they did it with all people. He just did it in a different way than the rest.

Since childhood, he has received the best education available from his parents. From how to sit, to how to speak to others. All those years of etiquette are not something that disappears overnight.

“Why do you think someone like that has decided to stay here?” Aunt Greta asked.

The women who were gossiping remained silent, thinking about this question.

It´s true. Why would someone like that stay in our town? What is his story? What happens to his family? Are they dead? Or was the new doctor expelled for some reason?

Thinking about the possible reasons, their eyes started shining.

"Don't know. “It's not something that's really important” Before her aunts could get too excited, Sarah cut them off from their fantasies.

“The only thing that is important is that it does not bring problems to the town” she said heroically…

“Oh. My niece has grown up”

“She is already a woman”

“The only thing she lacks is a husband”

…Only for her aunts to start gossiping again.

“By the way, Sarah. Are you sure you don't want us to introduce you to anyone? A woman needs someone by her side”

"True. I know a man who has a son who is trying to make his own business. I'm sure you would be the perfect couple"

“And what about the new doctor? Although we don't know much about him, it is undeniable that he is very handsome"

“You have to hurry. Otherwise, it will be too late-”

“SHUT UP!! WHO I DECIDE TO MARRY IS MY OWN THING!! GET OUT OF HERE!!"

In the end, Sarah's patience reached its limit, and she kicked her aunts out of the inn.

The eyes of those women showed that they were dissatisfied, but they knew their niece well. If they try to stay here, they would most likely end up arguing.

Sarah watched her aunts leave the inn while they differed over Matthew's identity.

The next morning, the exciting story of love, betrayal, and revenge about the new doctor's former life was created in collaboration with the town's most annoying women.