I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 20 She is different

Chapter 20 She is different (please read)
Silently supporting everyone's dreams is Ron's creed in life.

After helping Sid pick up his dream again, the blond boy left the Stardust Club headquarters.

He did not disturb the logistics minister's efforts to realize his dream.

Like a breeze, it comes quietly and leaves quietly.

But before leaving, Ron received the corresponding uniform, changed into a high-quality longsword, and took away the pocket watch that could detect "deep" fluctuations.

"Another good thing..."

The young man sighed in his heart and felt relaxed all over.

Holy light elements echoed around him, as if congratulating Ron for once again fulfilling the path of holy light.

Keep up the good work! —The Holy Light Element seemed to be saying this.

Faced with such praise, the boy did not become proud or complacent. Instead, he felt more and more that there were limits to what humans could do to do good.

In order to break through this limit, he took out the letter of introduction given to him by Olivia from his pocket.

Take it to the "Magic Fireplace" and Ron will be able to learn the third first-level magic in his wizard career.

By then, his spirit and the magic power in his body will reach the pinnacle of a mage apprentice, and he will naturally break through to the second level.

In this era where the legal system is imperfect, "truth madmen" are everywhere, and there are evil witches lurking in the dark,
Only progress can bring some comfort to Ron's young heart.

Hello, Magic Fireplace.

This is a small shop located southeast of the royal capital.

When Ron arrived, it was almost noon.

In this shop, there is no fighting spirit that has grown to its peak, nor any divine arts that belong exclusively to the Holy See. There are only endless magic.

If you ask why he said that, it is naturally because Ron saw the following scene.

I saw a young man with an expressionless face and a hint of self-mockery on the corner of his mouth. He clenched his fists tightly and didn't even feel his nails piercing his flesh.

Opposite the young man was a crystal ball emitting a faint white light and a middle-aged woman.

As the middle-aged woman said something in a cold tone, the expression on the young man's face gradually turned bitter.

What are they talking about?
This scene naturally aroused Ron's curiosity.

He moved closer quietly and listened carefully with his ears perked up.

"Master, I still can't let her go." The young man said bitterly.

Upon hearing this, the owner of the shop opposite twitched his forehead, as if he had never seen such a bootlicker before.

She racked her brains, thinking of the most vicious words in her mind, and said coldly:

"According to the divination results, you and her will not be able to grow old together."

"Since she told you not to go find her, there must be someone else out there."

"You're just a spare tire, stop being so self-satisfied."

This malicious speculation, full of the Minotaur's malice, frightened Ron, but the bitter young man was completely oblivious and loudly defended himself:
"She's different from other women!"

As soon as these words came out, Ron could clearly see the owner's tightly clenched fists under her robe.

After a few seconds of silence, the shop owner gently stroked the magic crystal ball and sighed:

"My divination results are absolutely accurate. If you really want to solve your emotional problems, I can only give you one suggestion."

“That’s letting go.”

"But Master, I just can't let go." The young man's face was full of sorrow, and there seemed to be tears glittering in the corners of his eyes.

"Hmph, there's nothing I can't let go of. By the way, would you like some flower tea?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the woman turned and went into the store and took out a white glazed teapot inlaid with gold edges and two exquisitely crafted cups.

She handed the cup to the young man and poured boiling hot fragrant flower tea into the cup from top to bottom.

The water flowed like a torrent, creating boiling steam in the air.

Seeing that the teacup was about to be filled, the young man repeatedly reminded, "Madam, it's full."

But the owner acted as if he heard nothing and continued to pour the tea, so that the fragrant tea overflowed from the edge of the cup.

Crack—as if unable to bear the scalding hot tea, the young man loosened his fingers suddenly and the teacup broke into four pieces.

"You see, there is nothing in this world that cannot be let go."

“Sometimes you just don’t want to let go.”

The female owner looked relaxed, with her eyebrows raised frivolously, and she was obviously very satisfied with the philosophy she was expressing.

Unexpectedly, the melancholy young man opposite was just stunned for a moment, and then took out another teacup from his bag.

"Master, I want to try again!"

The shop owner, dressed in a classical robe and looking like a fortune teller, sighed and lifted the boiling hot teapot to pour into the cup again.

slam-la-

Steam rose again, and the boiling hot tea once again covered the rim of the cup.

But this time, even though his fingers were scalded and covered with white blisters, the young man still refused to let go.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the shop owner who was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, and said word by word:

"This is the cup she used!"

Ron was stunned.

He originally thought this was a story of ups and downs, but he didn't expect it to be a realistic dog-licking literature.

The owner of the magic fireplace looked even more constipated at this time. She stretched out a trembling finger and pointed angrily at the other side of the street.

"Get out of my shop now, immediately, right now. I don't accept lickers in my love fortune telling!"

After saying that, she pointed at Ron who was watching the show and cursed:

"And you, my love divination doesn't accept Xiao Chunan either!"

"Don't block my customer flow here, is it easy for me to make a little money these days?"

What happened to you, virgin?

Ron felt so heartbroken when he heard this harsh taunt.

Suddenly I felt that there must be a reason why this guy in front of me couldn't make money.

However, as a gentle person, Ron was not good at making enemies, so he just complimented with good intentions:
"Ma'am, you are so experienced, you must be married, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy seemed to feel that the whole street had become quiet.

He saw the face of the female shop owner opposite, which changed from surprise to dullness, and then quickly changed from dullness to disbelief.

Finally, she emphasized loudly:

"What does it have to do with you whether I'm married or not?"

"I have dozens of boyfriends now. You, you don't stand a chance!"

As she spoke, she pretended to drive Ron away.

But before she could act, the boy handed her a white letter.

"Ma'am, this is given to you by President Olivia."

Olivia?

The female shop owner paused, her heart skipped a beat, and then she opened the letter and glanced through it.

Then, no one knew what she saw, and her voice became a little more flustered.

"You know Olivia well!?"