96 Chapter 96 Impossible (2/2)

”How about a turtle?” she said with a smirk.

”Okay,” he said with a laugh. ”Turtles are supposed to live a long time and sea turtles are really cute.

”Thank you, Matthew. You can give me your report now.”

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Stella watched Joseph lay down on his cot, preparing to travel to his other realms. She couldn't help but run her hand over her new coat. It was sooooo fluffy and soft!!!

Turning back to him, she had to hold back her sigh. The number of people who could travel to other realms, like he did almost daily, was incredibly low. Had she known what he was planning, she would have tried to prevent it. There was no way for her to protect him in the other realms. But now, it seemed silly.

While he was in the other realms, learning his new spells, he was actually casting them here, in a fas.h.i.+on. Normal mages would run out of mana way too fast to be able to do half of what he does, but she knew that the system had him powered up.

Snuggling into her hoodie, she watched him sleep. He was planning on learning the healing rune today, so she had all of the people who were injured, brought nearby. Stephan and Becky were supposed to have them close enough to get most of their ailments taken care of.

”Mistress Stella? What is Joseph?” asked Sam.

She must have made a face in his direction, because he flinched.

”No, I mean, he can do magic that no one else can do. And, he's younger than anyone I've ever known to do what he does, and well, some people are saying he must have elf in him. Master William doesn't seem to age either. Some of the elders say he's way older than any of them, so are they elves?” His voice, which had been flowing out nonstop, petered to a stop, and he took a big breath.

”Joseph is my master, and yours. William is his father. They are both human.” Her monotoned voice caused him to flinch back, even as confusion bloomed in his eyes.

A glow from Joseph's direction grabbed her attention, and she turned to see that his entire form was glowing. The tiny figure that appeared on his chest was made of a soft green energy. Never one to miss out on the smallest detail, she noted he had even gone to the trouble to include embroidery on the edges of his tiny figure's s.h.i.+rt.

Sounds began to emerge as the little Joseph began to talk. The air vibrated with magic on every word. She was shocked at first, but now she was growing to expect it. The dragon tongue. The ancient language of the dragons. She didn't know how he was learning it, and she didn't know how he was speaking it.

It was said by her elders, from her previous life, that only dragons were capable of this, but he was doing it. He still hadn't realized, that what he was doing, while he laid there, often caused a commotion, but it's been so much more interesting not to tell him about it.

Suddenly he said something, and his entire form began to glow again. As she watched, he grew a tiny bit smaller. With a smirk, she realized he must have just made himself younger. That would tick him off. He hated being so small, all of the time.

She wondered if he would notice he was using magic this time. Stephan knocked on the door and entered. As he approached her, from across the room to tell her, no doubt that the patients were arranged outside, he spied Joseph. At the same time, the small figure on his chest said something.

Stephan went down so fast, Stella almost didn't catch him. A small green wisp appeared on Stephan's chest and the little figure on Joseph's chest paused. It appeared as if they were having a conversation.

”Sam, help me lay him down.”

Sam's surprised expression was going to cost him in training later, she decided as he snapped himself out of his stunned moment, and rushed to help her. Shaking her head as he rushed out of the room to fetch another cot and some blankets, she couldn't help but let a giggle loose. This was something else her elders from long ago had said was impossible.

Making sure to never tell him what was considered impossible, seemed like it was a perfect opportunity for him to prove things were always possible, with enough magic. He just dragged, another mage, forcefully into the magical realm.

Moving to find some of his older clothes, because the ones he was wearing were too big, she whispered, ”I don't understand you, Master Joseph. What you do, most of the time, bores me to death, and you manage to do it for hours and hours! But I love to watch you grow. You do things I was told were impossible, without even noticing how amazing it is.”

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