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Infinite Mage Chapter 69: At the Summit (2)

Chapter 69: At the Summit (2)

So,‌‍ what have you‍‍ been up to,‌​ Shirone? What are​ you doing in‌​⁠ the city? Working⁠​​ at a store​‌ or something?

Uh?‍ No, actually

Shirone⁠ decided to tell⁠⁠⁠ them the truth.⁠​‍ He knew his‍​​ father kept it‌‍ a secret, but‍ he couldnt be​ harsh enough to⁠‍ lie when asked⁠⁠‍ directly.

Im⁠‍ actually attending a magic academy.

What?!​​‍

The‌⁠‌ children all widened‌⁠ their eyes in⁠​ shock and yelled‌​ out.

It‌ was unbelievable. They‌‌‌ knew Shirone was​‌ extraordinary since childhood,⁠ but the son​ of a lumberjack⁠‍ attending a magic‍​ academy was unheard​‍ of.

How​‌ did that happen?‌⁠ Is it true?​

Shirone⁠ was surprised by‍‍​ their reaction, more‍⁠‌ than he expected.⁠⁠‍ To calm them‌​​ down, he lightly‍⁠ joked.

Ha​​ ha. I just⁠‍‌ got lucky. I worked as a librarian in a noble’s house, and‌⁠​ fortunately, they liked‌ me and helped‍​‍ me get in.​⁠⁠

Hearing⁠⁠‍ this, the children‌‍​ became even more‍‍‌ dumbfounded.

No​⁠‌ matter how much⁠‌ he worked as‍‌ a librarian, it‌‌​ was unheard of‌ for a noble‌ to go that‍ far for a commoner. Those unaware‌⁠ of the hardships‍ Shirone went through‌ to reach this⁠​ point couldnt understand.⁠

Wow,⁠​​ thats amazing. So,‍‍ youre learning magic‍‍ now?

Wow!‌‍ Magic! Can you​‌‌ use magic? Can‌ you show us?‌​

As​​ the children clamored⁠‍ excitedly, Shirone had‌ to sweat it‌‌ out to calm⁠ them down.

Well‌​ Im still in⁠⁠‍ the lower classes,‍‍ so Im not⁠​‌ that good yet.‌⁠ Besides, using magic‌‌ outside of school​‍ is against the‌⁠⁠ rules.

Altor⁠‍ looked at Shirone​​⁠ skeptically. It was​ hard to believe.​ Shirones fine appearance​ and character had‍​ always been awe-inspiring‌‌⁠ to the children.​‍⁠ But the reason⁠⁠​ Altor could be⁠ the leader was‍ his physical strength,‍ which was most‌⁠‍ important to commoners.⁠⁠⁠

But​ now, Shirone was⁠‍‍ a student at​‌‍ a magic academy,‌​‌ a place thought‌ to be only‌ for the highest​‌‍ nobles, while Altor‌⁠ was still just⁠⁠ a villager.

If⁠ youre at the⁠‌ magic academy, why⁠​ are you here?⁠ Shouldnt you be​⁠ busy studying?

Oh,​ thats because I just took a break. Had a tough exam a few days ago​ and needed some⁠‍‍ rest.

This​ time, he had​​⁠ no choice but​ to lie. Saying‌‌ he was suspended⁠⁠‍ would eventually reach⁠⁠‍ his fathers ears.​ Even if it‌ was for a good reason, his​ parents would be⁠‌ disappointed.

Most‍ of the children‌⁠ seemed to believe​​​ him. Having never​‍‌ attended a school,‍ they easily accepted‌​ the idea of⁠‌ getting a vacation.‍​​

Lumina‍ grabbed the hem‌​ of Shirones clothes​ and asked,

How‌​ long is your‍ break?

Um,‌ about three days?‌‌

Really?​ Are you going‍​​ home then?

Ha⁠ ha, no. The‍​⁠ term is almost​​​ ending, so Ill⁠ go home then.‌‍‌ My parents must⁠⁠‍ be busy too.‌⁠

They‌‌ would be. If​⁠ its only three​‍ days, your break​ would end just⁠​ traveling there and‍⁠​ back.

The​⁠ children, sharing similar‌ family backgrounds, knew‍ too well how⁠‍ busy a life​ of farming was.⁠‍​

Martin⁠​​ asked,

So,⁠‌ have you decided⁠ where to go?⁠ Where will you​‍ sleep?

Um⁠ Actually, I havent‍‍⁠ really decided yet.‍

Lumina​⁠⁠ exclaimed excitedly,

Really?‌⁠‌ Then come with‍​ us. You used⁠ to stay over​ often back in⁠ the day.

Shirone​⁠⁠ was tempted by‌ the offer. Going​‌‌ back to the​ academy meant being​ confined to his‌‌ dorm with nothing​​​ much to do,‍ being suspended. He​ didnt want to⁠​⁠ spend the night‌ alone in a place without any‍‍ acquaintances either.

Would‍⁠ it be alright‌‍ if I join?‍

Ho‍ ho ho! What​​ are you talking‌ about? We still⁠‍⁠ gather at each‌‌ other’s houses and​‌ sleep over every​​‌ other day.

Shirone⁠ remembered too. They‍⁠⁠ were used to‌​ communal living, being‌‍​ friends, siblings, lovers,⁠‍ and family to‍ each other.

Alright,‌‌‍ then. Id like‍⁠‍ to see the‍​⁠ uncles again after‍⁠​ so long.

Alright!‍​‍ Lets go! The‍⁠‍ goods are sold,‍ so we can‍‌‌ leave now! Lets‌⁠ have a big‍ round of beer!​‍

Altor‍‌ wrapped his arm​‍⁠ around Shirones head‍ and walked him‌⁠ to the cart.​⁠‌ Shirone yelped in‍ pain under Altors‍​​ much stronger grip.‍

Ouch!‌ That hurts.

Ha​‌⁠ ha ha! Are‌⁠​ you still that‍ weak? A great​ magician needs strength‌ too.

Shirone‌‍‍ knew Altors behavior‌ was his way‌⁠ of reestablishing his⁠‌ position as the⁠ leader. Understanding their‌‍⁠ lifestyle, Shirone didnt‍ mind. He had‍⁠ grown up among​ them, knowing their⁠‍ ways.

Altor‌‌‌ lifted Shirone onto​​​ the cart with​ ease. It was‍​ almost impossible for‍ an average person​​‌ to lift a grown man, but​​‌ Altor had grown‍​‍ into a giant​⁠‍ since their childhood.‍​​ As Shirone stared⁠‌ at him in‍‍‌ amazement, Altor patted‌ his head and‌ laughed.

Good​​​ to see you,⁠‌ Shirone! Lets drink‌‍⁠ until our noses‌‍⁠ are crooked tonight!‌​​

* * *

Riding⁠⁠ the cart into‍ the village, Shirone‌‌‌ was filled with‌‍ nostalgia at the‌‍⁠ familiar scenery. Green‍ sprouts were rising​‍​ in the fields​​ along the ridges,⁠ and smoke curled⁠‌ up from the⁠​​ chimneys of the‍​ houses lined along‌ the mountain ridges.‍‍‌ The farmers working‌‌‍ the fields shouted​⁠⁠ as they saw‍⁠⁠ the cart approaching.​

Martin!‌‌ Youre back now?​⁠

Yes,⁠ Uncle! And Shirone​‍⁠ came with us!⁠​

What?​⁠‌ Shirone? Wheres Vincent?‌​

Vincent‍ didnt come. But⁠⁠ Uncle, do you⁠ know? Shirone is⁠​ attending a magic​‌ academy now!

What?⁠⁠‍ Hes eating at‌​⁠ a school?

No,⁠ not eating! Hes‌‍⁠ attending a magic⁠‍⁠ academy!

Ha⁠ ha ha! Thats​‌ nonsense.

Martin​⁠ fell silent, and‌‍​ the uncle returned‍‌ to his work.⁠ Altor understood his​‌ reaction. Even he​​‌ found it hard‍ to believe, how‌ could someone who‍⁠ had only known⁠‍‌ a life of‌‌​ farming?

Lumina​‌​ pouted.

Why‌ dont they believe​‌ us? Shirone, dont⁠⁠ worry. Ill spread‌‌⁠ the word later.​‍

Ha‌ ha. Theres no‌‍⁠ need for that.‌‍

Altor⁠⁠‌ spoke up.

Mr.⁠⁠ Vincent didn’t say‌‌⁠ anything either. Better‌​ keep quiet and⁠ not meddle in​ this.

As‌‍⁠ the leader of​ the village children,‌⁠‍ Altor understood the‌ dangers of words.‌ If Shirone was⁠‍ lying, it could⁠‍ put Vincent in⁠ a tough spot.‍​

If‍‌ Vincent stops trading​‌ with us, it⁠⁠‍ could impact our⁠‍​ family too.

After‌​ storing the cart​​‍ in the communal‍⁠ warehouse, Altor led‌‌⁠ the children to⁠⁠‍ the only place‌​‍ in the village‍ that sold alcohol.‌‍⁠ It was a simple establishment with⁠‍‍ a dirt floor‌‍​ and a few‍ tables, run by‍​‍ the wife of​⁠⁠ a herbalist as‍ a side job.​⁠‍

Were‌‌ here, ma’am.

Welcome,‌​‍ Altor. Oh, is‍ that Shirone?

Ive‍ been well, maam.‌

Look⁠ at you. I heard Vincent was​‌‌ working in the⁠⁠ city, did you‍‍⁠ meet him there?‌‌‌ Anyway, good to‍⁠​ see you.

The⁠ children familiarly pushed​⁠ three tables together,​‍⁠ with Altor taking​⁠‍ the head seat‌‍‍ and placing an​⁠ order.

A beer each to​‍ start, and the​‍ usual for snacks,⁠ please.

Shirone⁠⁠ felt a generation‌​ gap. These children,‌⁠⁠ who couldnt even‍⁠ touch alcohol before,​ now sat crossed-legged,‍‌ comfortably downing beers.⁠‌‍ In comparison, the​​‌ children at the​⁠​ magic academy still⁠‍⁠ seemed so young.‍​​

So,⁠​ Shirone, do you‍‍‌ drink?

Uh?​‌‍ No, I havent‍​ really tried it.‍‍

What?​ Youre still a kid then. Don’t⁠ you even have‌‌ facial hair yet?​ Ha ha ha!​⁠

The⁠ children burst into‍‍ laughter at Altors‍​​ joke, though Lumina​ seemed serious.

Why​ say that to‌​ a friend you‌‌‌ havent seen in‌⁠​ a while? Always‍‌‌ so crude.

Her​​ defense of Shirone‌​ made Altor blush​‌‌ slightly.

Well‍ its always been‌‍⁠ that way.

He‌⁠ knew Lumina had‍ liked Shirone since⁠⁠ they were children.‍‍ But now, they⁠‍ were not kids⁠ anymore. Strength was‍ admired, and Altor‌ believed he, the‍ future village chief,⁠‍⁠ should be Luminas‌ match. Yet, his⁠​​ displeasure quickly faded​​ into the merriment​ of the occasion.‍ Shirone, too, enjoyed‍‌‍ the reunion. Even‌ the beer, his​‍⁠ first taste, unexpectedly‍‌‌ suited his palate,⁠‌‌ and the lively⁠⁠​ atmosphere continued.

Do‍ you remember when⁠‌‍ big sis Hauran‍​⁠ chased after you,​‍ Shirone?

Hey,⁠‍ why bring that⁠​ up now? Stop​‌‌ it!

A bit tipsy, Shirone‌​⁠ waved his hands‌‍ to stop Martin.​

Whats‌⁠ the harm? Its⁠ all in the‌⁠ past. Besides, Hauran‍ sister got married‌​‍ last year. Shes‌‍ not even here.‌

Oh,‍⁠⁠ is that so?​​ Thats a relief‌⁠⁠ then.

The‍⁠ children laughed and​ thumped the table‍⁠ at Shirones comment.‍​ Lumina, taking advantage​⁠‌ of the mood,‍‌ clung to Shirone.‍

So,‌⁠​ whats your type,‌ Shirone?

Uh?‌‌ Well, I havent​‍ really thought about‍‍ that.

Altor‌​⁠ was irked by‍​ Luminas flirting but‌ couldnt intervene, so‌⁠‍ he deliberately turned⁠ to Shirone.

Shirone,‌ you really go‍ to a magic‍‍ academy? Can you⁠​‍ do at least​ a simple spell?‌‍‍

Well,⁠‍ you see, I started learning magic‌‍⁠ late, so Im‍‍ behind the other‌‍‌ kids. Magic itself⁠‌ is quite a difficult subject. Im⁠‍⁠ not entirely incapable,⁠​​ but its forbidden⁠​ by school rules‌

Magic‌​ wasnt just physical‌‍ force. It was​‍‍ a powerful authority‍‌‍ that drew the​‍​ forces of nature​ through human spirit.‍‍ Shirones main skill,‌ Photon Output, might‌ not be physically‍​ powerful, but he‌ knew it would⁠⁠ instill fear and‍‌ awe in the​‌‍ childrens hearts. He‌​ didnt want to​⁠ spoil the mood‌‌ by showing off⁠​ magic.

Martin,⁠⁠​ chewing on some‍ jerky, asked,

So‌‌ if its that​⁠‌ hard, can you‌​ end up not⁠‌ becoming a mage?​‍

Of‍ course. In fact,⁠ more people fail​​⁠ to become mages‍‌‍ than succeed.

Really?​​ Then what will​⁠​ you do for‍‌⁠ money if you‍‍ cant become a mage?

Uh?‌‍ How to

Shirone‌ hadnt seriously considered​‍‍ the possibility of‍​ failing to become‌‍ a mage.

Noticing‌⁠​ Shirone’s hesitation, the‍⁠ children looked puzzled.‍⁠⁠

So⁠​‍ who pays for‍ your school fees?​​ Do the nobles⁠⁠ cover that too?⁠⁠⁠

Yes.⁠⁠‌ For now, Im⁠ receiving support.

Their⁠⁠​ eyes widened in​ awe.

Wow!‌‍‌ Really? How much‌ do they give‍‌ you? Have you​‌ saved up? How​ will you marry?‍ Have you ever​‍ dated a noble?‌‌⁠ Have you been‍​ to those places⁠⁠​ with lots of‌ women? Nobles frequent⁠ those, right?

Uh…‌ Not everyone goes​‌‍ there

Altor’s⁠‍⁠ expression soured as⁠​​ the children’s enthusiastic‌ questions continued. It⁠ almost seemed like​ Shirone was the​​​ leader now.

In‌‍ the village, hierarchy​​‌ wasn’t just about‍ overpowering the weak.⁠‍ If a strong⁠‍‌ leader didnt maintain⁠​ control, people would‍ become greedy for​⁠‌ more. Social isolation​ meant disharmony could‌‌⁠ lead to the​ group’s collapse. Designating⁠​‍ a leader from​​ a young age​​ prepared them for‌⁠ village responsibilities.

Altor‌ spoke in a somewhat indifferent tone.⁠​

Enough‌ with the questions.‍​ Are you all‍‌‍ that envious of​ Shirones life?

Of⁠‍‌ course. He gets​‍‍ money from nobles.‍​​

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