Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Maybe Golier was too excited. His voice broke the restriction Crazy’Ole had made. The rest of the conversation was kept from Amon once again.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Nietzsche had travelled to many different places on this continent. He experienced many wars. After becoming a great sorcerer, he coldly observed quite a lot of wars and secretly and elaborately gathered the statistics on the casualties, in which he found an anomaly that he had never noticed.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Maqi mumbled, “I… I… I couldn’t wait any more. I just wanted to ask you where you found the ores last time?… Amon, we are neighbours, I’ve been watching you ever since you were born, how would I hurt you?… I’m very sorry about tonight. Let’s just forget about it, alright? I’ll def—”
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Shog had been dispirited and listless for quite some time. He hadn’t sought a healer, because he was the only healer in Duc. Shog was qualified to learn curing magic, and magic practice was included in his daily duty as the priest. However, not all priests were excellent mages. It all depended on talent and one’s personal efforts.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Dusti found it somewhat humorous. He could tell that Amon was seeking trouble with Shog. This boy is audacious. Amon did have reason to seek revenge. Shog had almost cut his finger last time when Amon had done nothing to offend him. But Dusti still didn’t expect that the boy would take action.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon Amon arrived at the cold spring in the dead of night, but he didn’t take a bath. He used to sit in the water near the edge of the pool and soak his body and wash his face and hair. Tonight, Crazy’Ole wanted him to dive down to the deepest depth of the spring and find the mouth at the bottom to retrieve a special object for him.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon The message itself was not told by the cat. The magic Bair was best at was the [message magic]. He sealed a message in that cat. It disappeared after Crazy’Ole had read it using the corresponding magic.
Translator: Snorri Proofreader: theunfetteredsalmon “Nin-……Ninth-level……so-……sorcerer?” stammered Amon. He could not close his mouth.
