Chapter 377: Beginner Fire Mage Spell (2/2)
”Alright. What is your name, sir?” she asked.
”Lawrend Horiel,” he replied.
”High Mage Lawrend Horiel… I will go check your records,” the receptionist said and entered the room behind her.
A few minutes later, she came back.
”Pardon my failure to recognize your esteemed self!” the receptionist bowed to him respectfully.
”H-Huh??” Lawrend was confused by her sudden change of attitude.
”Prime Student Lawrend Horiel, I'm sorry I didn't recognize your name. I feel ashamed when I heard of it just recently,” the receptionist bowed again.
Her bountiful bosom bounced up and down, which caught Lawrend's attention.
”Master?”
Aezel nudged him on the side when she saw his eyes staring at them for too long.
”Ehem. No problem. Can I get the list now?” Lawrend asked.
”Here!”
The receptionist gave him a scroll.
Lawrend opened it. Contrary to his expectation, the list was longer than he initially thought. There were at least several hundred names of Beginner Mage Spells in it.
”Is this all the Mage Guild has?” Lawrend asked.
”That list only contains the Beginner Fire Mage Spells of this guild,” the receptionist replied.
”Wh–”
Lawrend was speechless. There are more than a dozen cities in the kingdom. If he added them all in total, wouldn't there be thousands of Beginner Fire Mage spells?
”Amazing, right? The capital city even has 5,000 Beginner Fire Mage spells unique to the guild,” the receptionist said with a smug smile on her face.
Because of the long history of the kingdom, the spells created by individuals have accumulated to such a degree. If it was in another kingdom, it would be good if they had a thousand.
”Yeah. That's amazing.”
Lawrend nodded his head.
He looked down at the scroll once again and started reading the names of the spells.
A dozen minutes of reading while standing later, Lawrend raised his head.
”Have you chosen one yet?” the receptionist asked as she sat on a chair.
”This Glowing Fire Hands spell. How does it work?” Lawrend asked. [AN: I know it sounds bad, but I try to use less fancy names for bottom-power spells.]
”Let me grab the document for you,” the receptionist replied and headed back to the room.
She came back with a small booklet in her hand.
”This is the spellbook.”
The receptionist passed him the booklet.
Lawrend took it and started reading the contents.
”O' Ifrit, give my hand warmth in this winter, Glowing Fire Hand!”
That's the chant for the spell. Lawrend immediately understood how this fire spell was made.
'A fire mage freezing in the winter must have created this spell,' Lawrend thought to himself.