I am the Enchantress!

After drinking two cups of honey silver leaf tea, Wilder left.

Firstly, Hollen and Fina were both busy with their own things, and secondly, they felt unsafe staying in the testing room, as they might have to spend more money.

He went down the stairs to the first floor, ready to greet Martha, who was on duty.

"Wild!"

A familiar voice came from across the stairs, and Talia was walking towards him, seemingly waiting for him.

"Talia, are you waiting for me?" Wilder asked.

"Sort of," she replied. "I came to hand in my task. Martha said you were on the second floor, so I waited for a while."

Her long, brown, curly hair was speckled with bits of grass, and her light brown robe smelled of earth, clearly indicating that she had just returned from the border forest.

Wilder glanced at the view outside the wooden windows of the association.

The sunlight was intense, and it was still early, probably only a little past four in the afternoon.

"Why are you back so early today?" Wilder teased instinctively. "If I hadn't rushed you, weren't you going to keep picking for a while longer?"

However, she didn't understand Wilder's teasing at all, and blinked her pale blue eyes as she answered seriously:

"You said you were going to evaluate novice mages today, so I've come to check it out."

"Ah... I see."

Sincerity is always the ultimate weapon.

This made Wilder a little embarrassed.

"How did it go? Was it successful?" Talia asked.

"It wasn't exactly smooth sailing..."

Wilder recalled his duel with the high-ranking mage and the ten gold coins he had been robbed of, and gave a wry smile.

"But in the end, I still got the advancement certificate."

"That's good."

Talia flashed an innocent smile, untouched by any acting.

Afterwards, the two went to the counter to greet Martha.

"You've advanced to a novice mage?!"

Martha seemed quite surprised. "I've heard of that guy Hollen. Ever since he took over the mage profession exam, his pass rate has been terribly low."

"Maybe he was in a good mood today and let me off the hook." Wilder scratched his head.

Don't try to be modest with me.

Martha retorted sharply, "Cyrion told me that you've improved rapidly, and that you even helped him advance to the intermediate warrior level."

Wilder did not deny it.

In Ironweave Town, Cyrion and Martha were the closest of friends. Apart from things related to the system that couldn't be discussed, it was best to be sincere with each other in other aspects.

"By the way, could you please pass on a message for me?"

Wilder asked, "I'd like to meet with Cyril at the association tomorrow morning, and also invite Gru along."

"Ready to take on a mission?" Martha asked.

Wilder nodded.

"Didn't you just get back yesterday? And the pay last time was quite good, why don't you take a break?"

"Well... actually, I've already spent all the reward money," Wilder said embarrassedly.

A level 2 spell scroll costs five gold coins, and the cost of a beginner mage certificate is ten gold coins.

In less than a day, fifteen gold coins were spent.

In fact, he still had a debt of six gold coins, but fortunately, his mentor Hollen did not mention a repayment date.

"Oh right, you're a mage."

As a clerk at the association, Martha immediately understood where he might have spent the money.

Yes, that's how their mages are.

"Okay, I'll let them know." Martha then asked, "What about Lyle?"

I ran into him this morning; he still needs to rest for a few more days.

As for Joffrey, none of them had the wanderer's address, so whether they could go on a mission together was up to fate.

……

Wilder and Talia left the Adventurers' Guild and returned to the Colt Inn.

It wasn't dinner time yet, but the tavern served food all day, and since the two of them were a bit hungry, they found a two-person table by the window and sat down.

Wilder had used up a lot of energy in today's match, so he ordered a large portion of mint-roasted lamb chops, a plate of silver ink pasta, and a bowl of bacon stew.

Considering he was going to study magic that night, he still didn't order any ale.

"I want to be like him."

Talia said directly, and then added, "Two more glasses of ale."

There weren't many people in the restaurant, and their food was served to the two of them in no time.

The lamb chops were grilled over charcoal, and the crispy skin was filled with the aroma of fat. They were garnished with a few mint leaves to remove any gamey smell and cut through the richness, making them look quite tempting.

The silver ink pasta was topped with squid and scallops, which had a sophisticated feel that didn't quite fit the pub's style, but it looked delicious.

The bacon stew was fragrant and flavorful, with generous portions of cabbage and potatoes.

Wilder swallowed hard, ready to dig in.

At that moment, Talia pushed one of her glasses of ale in front of him onto the table.

"Here's a drink for you. Congratulations on your advancement to novice mage."

Her facial expression was not much, but her tone was quite sincere, even carrying a hint of joy.

Wilder suddenly understood why she was waiting for him at the association.

Yesterday he said he gave her his beer for the evaluation, so she thought she would treat him to a glass of the same beer today to celebrate him passing the evaluation.

He's just like a little kid.

It's pretty good, though.

Thanks.

Wilder ignored the evening's spell practice and took a big gulp of ale.

I have to say, this is still the most relaxing thing.

……

After dinner, neither of them went out again; they went upstairs to their respective rooms.

Before he knew it, Wilder found his life becoming quite routine.

Go on a mission, return to the inn, practice spells, go on a mission, return to the inn.

However, because this world was completely new to him, and the novelty of learning magic made him not feel bored.

Considering being an adventurer forever?

He didn't rush to give an answer.

Let's take it one step at a time and see how it goes. At least life isn't too bad right now.

Perhaps it was because he was in a good mood, but after drinking a glass of ale tonight, he wasn't very drunk.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the scroll, which was worth almost ten gold coins, and began to trace it.

Having learned from the previous experience with the diversion spell, the speed at which I learned level two spells this time was significantly improved.

It only took a little over two hours to go through the spell's structure in my mind the first time.

carry on.

As the stable and fluid magic completed the spell structure in his mind for the tenth time, the spell imprint on the parchment quietly disappeared and was completely imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Completely absorbed, he ignored the process of the tavern downstairs going from quiet to noisy and then back to quiet.

It's late at night again.

He wasn't in a hurry to sleep; he was preparing to test out his newly learned [Giant/Shrinking Technique].

According to Fina, this spell can make any object or creature it touches twice as big or twice as small.

The room had average ceiling height, so he didn't use himself as a test subject.

As for what to use, he had already figured out the answer.

He took out one of the few silver coins from his purse, placed it on the bed, and raised his hand to begin casting a spell.

The casting time for a level 2 spell is eight seconds.

A faint white light gathered in the palm of his right hand.

Gently touch the silver coin.

[Giant]

Instantly, the silver coin began to expand at a visible rate, until its diameter and thickness doubled.

Awesome!

Isn't this a sign of getting rich?

However, this state only lasted for a minute before the silver coin slowly shrank back to its original size.

"Well……"

Wilder sighed.

I'm overthinking it.