Chapter 2 No decent people in Primal Wildfire Town (Part 2) (1/2)
Chapter 2 No decent people in Primal Wildfire Town (Part 2)
Translator: Tchu
(Do I really look like a bad guy?) A sudden urge to crying overcame Tatara. However in front of a beggar, his pride forced him to act in a haughty manner of a master magician.
Seeing the vigorous and strong physique of Shaar Thunder, he gave up the idea of robbing him. (Better deceive him, lure him to an alley and put him to sleep!)
Tatara squinted his triangular eyes and tried to put on a modest smile: “I would like to introduce myself. I am a magician.”
Shaar Thunder gave Tatara a dazed look and showed no response.
Tatara waited and expected a look of awe, but the youth in front of him showed an expression that would have made no difference between “a magician” and “a pig”.
Awkward silent lingered for a little while. Tatara lost his patience while continuing staring at him and started coughing: “……Do you not know who magicians are?”
“I know.” Shaar Thunder honestly nodded. Although he lived in the mountain, he often came and left Primal Wildfire Town. How could he possibly not know what a magician was?
“Then …… you aren’t surprised when a grand magician is standing before you?” Actually, Tatara was somewhat taken by surprise. The young man stood in front of a magician without even blinking an eye. Was he a hidden master?
Nonetheless, from the look of his appearance, his young age, wearing his ragged fur coat and his hair tied together in braids like local mountain tribesmen, he did not seem like a person with high skills, only naïve and plain.
“That’s because you do not resemble a magician.” Shaar Thunder told the truth and seemed somewhat embarrassed. He shyly scratched the back of his head: “I thought that magicians were supposed to look handsome.”
Tatara: “…………” (His resentment continued to rise)
Being hit on his weak spot, Tatara got a bit annoyed: “Then who do you think I am?!”
“A swindler.” As an honest person, Shaar Thunder gave him a very simply answer. “My foster father taught me a few things. If someone inexplicable approached you with a friendly smile, then the first response should be to cover your purse.”
Shaar Thunder smiled towards Tatara and showed a sincere and calm expression. In a very serious tone he said: “Dear Mr. Swindler, as you can see I am a poor man who currently does not even have a copper plate. I think you prefer not to waste your time.”
Finishing his sentence, Shaar Thunder tried to bypass Tatara.
What the hell… he climbed down the mountain and walked almost 30 miles. On the way, he could only find spring water to fill his stomach. By the time he arrived in the town, he was so hungry that his belly could be mistaken for a drum. His belt was fastened tighter than ever. Right now, his hunger was so overwhelming that he would eat a piece of wood if it was in front of him.
In this kind of situation, the most important thing was to quickly find a way to get something to eat. He could not bother to waste his time with swindlers – If it was every other normal day, he would have already punched and broke this swindlers bones.
Tatara grabbed Shaar Thunder who wanted to leave and anxiously said: “Wait! I am a real magician! How can I make you believe me?”
“Believe you?” Shaar Thunder blinked his two eyes and hesitated for a while. With an overly cautious and prudent appearance he said: “Only……Only if you show me your magic.”
“……Alright!” Tatara wanted to spit blood from anger, but for that superior magic soul crystal he suppressed his rage. He pulled Shaar Thunder from the street, used his back to block the pedestrians and stretched out his finger: “Ok! Look carefully!”
Finishing his speech, his mouth whispered several incantations and raised his hand. Suddenly, a handful of grey powder appeared from his palm and he sprayed it on Shaar Thunder’s body.
This was a handful of dust.
Shaar Thunder looked at his clothes that got dirtied by the dust, patted it and asked dissatisfied: “What magic is this?”
“Enhanced dust magic!” Tatara lifted his chin proudly. This was indeed the magic that he excelled at. It was one of the most low-level spell of earth magic and was used to raise a cloud of dust to confuse the enemy in a fight by reducing the line of sight – It was the same principle as using dry lime powder in a fight, which would have an equally good result.
Shaar Thunder was somewhat disappointed and showed disdains: “What you showed me cannot be called magic.”
He looked at Tatara full of suspicion and firmly shook his head: “The other day, I saw a performance of a wandering circus in the town. It was more interesting than your trick. There was a person who pulled a rabbit out of his hat!”
Wandering, Wandering circus?!
Pulled a rabbit out of a hat?!!
Fuck, who does this bastard think I am?!
Tatara really felt like spitting out blood!
“And ……Perhaps this handful dust was hidden in your sleeve beforehand.” Shaar Thunder looked at Tatara’s spacious robe sleeves with suspicion. Tatara was wearing a fur-lined robe made of high quality material to fit his high magician’s status and acted as a symbol. The robe was made spacious and the sleeves were long and curled up several times.
“Bastard! How could I possibly do such s thing!” Tatara felt badly insulted.