10. Lesser Disciple (2)
Oliver was able to adjust to the life of a junior apprentice without difficulty.
In fact, the word “adaptation” was ridiculous.
All I had to do was get up early every morning and clean the classrooms, labs, workshops, and study.
It was the same as when I was a temporary disciple, and the amount of work was frankly incomparably small.
After cleaning, eat.
I couldn’t eat to my heart’s content because I ate it after the upper and intermediate students, but nevertheless, I was able to enjoy a plentiful meal that couldn’t be compared to when I was a temporary student because I received sausages, ham, thick soup, and freshly baked bread every day.
What was rather painful was that he suddenly became bored with an improved life and a plethora of personal time.
Oliver asked the manager when he could start class, just in case.
‘That’s what Master decides. Because I recently took a class. I don’t think it will be for a while.’
Oliver sighed and asked when the study would be available.
I haven’t fully realized how to write yet, but if I read it properly, wouldn’t it be possible to self-study with a book? However, this was also a disappointing answer.
‘That’s not allowed. Only the master can use the study. You can’t open up your valuable knowledge, right? At most, Andrew-sama could use it?’
Andrew is a disciple who carries out Joseph’s orders.
Oliver was about to ask what it was like to become a disciple, but he felt frustrated and gave up.
Maybe it’s the one who survived the orphanage and the mine? This question seemed to endanger himself.
As such, Oliver had a dull and boring day, visiting Marie in his spare time and working hard to learn letters and numbers. For those times when you might need it.
“Oh, that’s fast…”
“What?”
Marie spoke, and Oliver answered. She spoke again in a tone of admiration.
“It’s the speed of learning…. I started learning the alphabet a while ago, but now I know how to write not only words but also sentences correctly… You are really great.”
She praised her sincerely, but Oliver was not particularly pleased.
It was natural that learning letters was not the goal. Letters are just an intermediate way to learn black magic. Can’t we just be happy that we’ve arrived at our stopover?
In addition, when he heard that he could not freely use the library recently, he was strangely depressed.
Obviously, Joseph’s goal was to have a good warlock, but something didn’t make sense.
Marie, who had noticed Oliver’s condition, asked.
“Are you okay? Do you look weak?”
“that is····. I became a lower-class disciple, but I can’t attend classes and can’t even use the library.”
Oliver said without thinking.
Although it was too much to say to Marie, who was in crisis because she could not become a low-level disciple.
Even so, Marie just accepted it calmly, as if she had gotten used to it.
“Absolutely. The library is like a treasure trove of black magic wisdom. You can’t let a lower-class disciple use it recklessly, right?”
“why?”
“········.”
At Oliver’s pure question, Marie was speechless for a moment. How can I explain this obvious story? ah!
“It’s to make a difference.”
“Tea…etc?”
“Yes, differential. making a difference You can’t treat the superior and the lesser the same, right? Because the values are different.”
Oliver didn’t answer, but that didn’t mean he understood. No, he didn’t understand the word itself at all.
Marie described it as if she were treating a three-year-old child.
“Uh, how do I explain this? Well····. ah! How is life these days? A bed or a meal?”
Oliver replied. A clean bed, a small desk, and sausages, hams, and bacon for every breakfast.
After hearing all the answers, Marie said with a bitter expression on her face.
“It’s just like that. If even a temporary disciple gets sausages every morning, do you think I and the other kids will try and work hard? Furthermore, he would not have tried to become a warlock at all.”
Oliver tilted his head again.
“uh····. So, is Marie learning black magic to eat sausages?”
At the stupid question that flew in again, Marie rubbed her forehead with a haze.
It was extremely disrespectful to say that a temporary disciple would do this to an official disciple, but Oliver’s stupid attitude could not help it.
“no····. Can’t you learn black magic from sausage and ham? I mean, that’s the way it is. Words…. I’m really curious, so why is Oliver learning black magic?”
“Isn’t it fun?”
An answer without a single hesitation. It was so arrogant that I didn’t even dare to question it. Marie shook her head and spoke again.
“·····. I’m not necessarily learning that way. There is a more practical reason.”
“For a practical reason?”
Oliver was interested. Originally, Marie would not have answered, but for some reason she answered without knowing it.
“Because this is our only hope.”
“Hope?”
“Yeah, my only hope in a life like me. When you become a warlock, you can become strong enough to live without notice.”
“········.”
“under····. I thought you wouldn’t agree. But there must be many more reasons like mine than Oliver’s.”
Oliver didn’t bother asking.
When I looked at her feelings, I knew she was sincere. Of course, I didn’t agree with what she said, but it was interesting.
“So, does Marie become a warlock to become stronger?”
“Of course. She won’t be ignored because she’s a woman, and even arguing bastards can be wiped out by herself. You can also make a lot more money… Although warlocks are on the alert, at least they aren’t being ignored.”
Oliver listened to her with interest. While she was speaking, her emotions really fluttered, and the light in which the emotions were intertwined was quite pretty.
“Have you seen it yourself?”
“What?”
“The fact that a warlock is strong… Did you even watch them fight?”
After thinking for a moment, Marie opened her mouth very carefully. It’s like opening a gift wrapper.
“·······. Once when it is collected by the master. The fearless neighborhood bastards had an argument, but the owner did everything without raising an eyebrow. in place… It was amazing. Up until that point, no one could say anything even though those assholes were doing everything they could, it was a complete shock. So I want to become a warlock. To become strong like the master.”
Oliver nodded curiously. Marie smiled humbly, as if embarrassed by the delay.
“I’m not going to talk about this anymore. It’s a bit embarrassing.”
“Yeah, okay.”
Since he had already heard everything he wanted, Oliver graciously accepted. Marie narrowed her eyes as if displeased with Oliver.
“·····. Do you have any problems?”
“ha···. no. That’s Okay. After that, can you help me with my studies after studying writing?”
“Oh, yes.”
Oliver answered right away, pushed aside the notebooks and pencils he had been using, and sat down on the floor with his legs crossed.
Her posture was quite stable, and Marie sat cross-legged, just like Oliver.
“Then, excuse me for a moment.”
“Yes.”
As soon as the answer came, Oliver reached out to Marie’s body and extracted her emotions. It’s a strange feeling of anticipation and nervousness.
A small light gathered at Oliver’s fingertips, and the light regained stability in an instant.
He was as good as breathing, but to be honest, he seemed to have surpassed even an intermediate student.
Admiring the ghostly skill, Marie put her hands together. Oliver put his emotions on that hand.
“Take it easy.”
The emotion, which had stabilized as Oliver was afraid to speak, fluctuated and tried to unravel. Marie frowned and focused her mind on her fingertips.
It was more difficult than dealing with the emotions extracted from the flask, what kind of magic it was, but the emotions slowly regained stability as the effort was not in vain.
Marie took a shallow breath, sweat wiping from her forehead. But it was just the beginning.
“Now make a shape. uh····. Conical shape?”
Marie didn’t say anything and immediately manipulated her emotions.
The emotions floating in the air fluctuated in place for a while and then slowly began to change into a cone shape.
“Then, this time, make it a rhombus.”
the request again. Marie re-energized her, changing her emotions. It was harder than the first time, but Oliver didn’t mind and continued to order.
“Now it’s square.”
“Circle again.”
“This time in the shape of a star.”
“In the shape of a donut.”
“Then, this time…”
“Wait!”
In a cold sweat, Marie said hurriedly. She breathed exhaustedly. It seemed difficult to stabilize emotions any longer.
“Come on, can’t we just take a break? I’m getting stronger…”
“Well, this time, let’s make it in the shape of a cobweb.”
Oliver ignored Marie lightly. I tried to say it again, but Oliver said firmly.
“It’s a cobweb.”
The pressure is hard to explain. Desperate, Marie concentrated her mind and crudely created the shape of a cobweb.
But before long, the shape was about to collapse, and at that moment, Oliver placed his hands around Marie’s hands as if they were overlapping.
“What now?”
“Concentrate.”
At Oliver’s words, Marie focused again.
The unstable emotion regained stability and turned into a spider’s web, and with it a surprising sensation was felt.
It was an indirect sense of how Oliver was helping him through his folded hands, and it was a mysterious experience that he had never felt before.
What would you like to compare it to? Yeah, it was like someone holding you behind you when you were learning to ride a bike.
“The cobweb is complete.”
said Marie. Although the lines were thick and the spacing between the lines was wide, it was just a clumsy cobweb, but it was completed anyway.
Marie looked at Oliver cautiously, not like her.
As he was in the position of being taught, he started noticing it without me knowing, but fortunately he seemed to be somewhat satisfied.
“Well····. Well done.”
The compliment surprisingly pleased Marie.
“Oh, thank you.”
“Would you like to relax your hands for a moment?”
“Yes?”
At the same time as the answer, my hand trembled.
It turns out that Oliver was manipulating emotions through Marie’s hands, and he was building a web.
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Not a flimsy web made by Marie, but a very elaborate web of hundreds of fine threads intertwined.“This···.”
“Concentrate.”
Marie shut her mouth and focused her attention on Oliver’s instructions. And as if indulging in it, I felt the cobwebs being created one by one.
It was indescribably delicate and beautiful.
Oliver opened his mouth as the cobwebs were built.
“Do you know how to do it?”
“ah····. Yes. I didn’t understand everything, but I think I understand a little bit.”
“Then, when you are alone, keep reminding yourself of that feeling, and imagine it in your head.”
“Imagine?”
“Yeah, that would be of some help. Remember, we will only practice this from now on.”
Oliver finished speaking and looked at his watch. I didn’t know how to watch a watch yet, but I could tell the difference between small and long hands.
“The small needle … 1. The long needle … 4. I’ll just get up. The manager told me to come to the back of the factory until the small needle reached 1 and the long needle reached 6.”
“okay? What’s going on?”
“I don’t know. They say they’re going to gather ingredients, but if you do, you’ll find out.”
“ah···. Ingredients?”
“You know what?”
“Probably, he went to collect ingredients for a product.”
“You mean sausage?”
“No, it’s a real product. Probably, you will be moving with the intermediate students… Please listen carefully and be careful.”
“Oh, okay. Then, I will go.”
Oliver walked on without looking back. Seeing this, Marie felt strange. Is that so? Without realizing it, she called him.
“Oliver!”
“···. Yes?”
“that····. Look out. and···. Thank you for teaching me so hard.”
Oliver looked into Marie’s face and answered.
“·····. Yes, Marie worked hard too.”
And then walked again.