29. Sadness (1)
[The origin of black magic is still unknown. Decades after the birth of magic, warlocks were observed one by one. The devil’s tricks and side effects of magic experiments There are several theories, but the hypothesis that is most supported is that black magic started from imitation of magic. ―A wizard’s observation of black magic―]
Oliver turned the book over and read it.
This book, which describes black magic from the point of view of a wizard, describes why black magic is an evil science and why it should be eradicated over 200 pages.
He argued that the first reason why warlocks were evil was that they had powers that did not fit into their fractions because they were inferior races without magical powers.
In order to prevent such a catastrophe, an institutional approach is needed to forcibly isolate humans without magical powers and to eliminate their fertility so that inferior genes should be naturally culled.
What would you say?
It may have been that Oliver felt wrong because of the short learning, but it seemed to be a very narrow-minded and absurd argument. There are some contradictory parts…
That’s why it was pretty fun.
smart-
knocking on the door. Oliver shook his head.
“What happened?”
“Yes, Master. I’m sorry, that… It’s time to work.”
At Marie’s voice, Oliver checked the clock.
right. It was work time.
“Yes, wait a minute.”
After I bookmarked the book I was reading and went out of the library, I could see Marie waiting with her back bent.
“I have sent feelings from the Anthony and Dominic families. It has now been moved from the studio.”
“Thanks for your work.”
After saying that, Oliver went to the studio.
Countless people were already gathered in the studio, the largest space in the Joseph family’s headquarters.
Everyone from seniors to temporary ones.
“Are you here? master!”
“““““Are you here? master!”””””
As soon as Oliver entered, all the disciples bowed to Oliver with Peter as the main driver.
Respect that comes from the heart, not just by force.
It wasn’t too strange either. In fact, I negotiated with Anthony and the Dominique family by myself.
But their attitude was not just for that reason.
“Are you all here?”
“””””Yes! master!”””””
Temporary disciples and lower-ranking disciples who had to do chores at this time.
Oliver provided them with as much education as possible.
The reason didn’t matter.
In any case, taking on the family on behalf of Joseph was the minimum responsibility to do something similar to the owner.
“Before class starts, I will do a task. I don’t know if this will help right now, but please watch what I do.”
The eyes of the temporary and low-level students who received little opportunity for education, and some intermediate and senior students’ eyes lit up.
“What are the ingredients over there?”
“Oh, wait a minute.”
Marie had some temporary disciples bring the box.
Inside the box, partitions were tightly divided, and test tubes containing emotions were inserted in each box.
“Motherhood and anger. 8 to 2 ratio. It was checked accurately.”
Oliver looked at the box. 8-2 was correct.
“Can you open the lid of the test tube, please?”
Marie beckoned, and all the temporary disciples were busy opening the lid.
“Everything is open.”
“Thank you. Can you step back for a moment?”
At Oliver’s words, Marie and others nearby withdrew.
After some space had cleared up, Oliver reached into the air, and after a moment each examiner shook and vomited.
“Oh God···.”
“·····. ah.”
“Oh, it’s beautiful.”
Each disciple admired and looked at the scene unfolding before their eyes.
Well, I understand. Oliver was also beautiful to look at.
It was truly beautiful to see so many emotions coming together.
Jijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijijiji—– !
The two emotions with different personalities caused a repulsion while they were combined, and the amount of emotions was quite intimidating.
Sparks, large and small, spread around him, and even that was beautiful for Oliver.
What if I make a mistake here?
Perhaps, without even knowing the factory, the basement might sink.
“·················ogue.”
I felt the reaction between emotions growing bigger and bigger, one by one, and just then, when Oliver clasped his hands tightly, the churning emotions regained stability.
As if the previous reaction was a lie.
Oliver took his hands together and put the synthesized emotion into each test tube.
“Would you all close the lid and check the amount to make sure the emotions are in the right place?”
The people, who were immersed in the magical sight before their eyes, came to their senses later and, as Oliver had said, hurriedly closed the lid of the test tube and checked the amount of emotion.
“···. There is nothing wrong here.”
“There is no problem with this box here.”
“No problem here either.”
“No problem!”
All of the test tubes in the box were appropriately assigned emotions.
Oliver went straight to class after ordering the finished emotions to stand aside.
“As I said before, divide into groups 1, 2, and 3.”
At those words, everyone stood apart.
Temporary disciples and some of the lower grades are in Article 3.
Part 2 of the lower class and some of the middle class.
There was a group of some intermediate and advanced students.
For reference, Marie and Peter were placed in group 1, but Oliver had them practice by taking out a test tube that had been prepared beforehand.
“The third group is to make shapes with emotions. Don’t make it rough, straight. When that is possible, transform the form of your emotions faster than you speak.”
Team 3 followed Oliver’s words without saying a word.
“Group 2 uses basic black magic such as Hat Bullet and Black Shield as emotions, but keep it in your hand until the end. Then, when you can’t stand it any longer, release the black magic and use that emotion again to practice another black magic.”
Team 2 also followed Oliver’s orders without saying a word.
“Group 1, have you seen what I did before?”
If it was something I did earlier, it was nothing other than a mix of maternal love and anger.
Everyone was scared and nodded.
“Mix the emotions in the test tube there.”
A remark like a thunderbolt in the middle of the night.
However, no one vomited. The achievements achieved through Oliver’s class cannot be described in words.
It was like a miracle.
It will vary from person to person, but one Oliver’s teachings were worth more than the months of Joseph’s teaching.
“You don’t have to worry. If it’s a small amount, the backlash won’t be that great, and it will be easier because the tendencies are similar.”
That was true.
Currently, the mixed emotions of the first group are hate and anger. It wasn’t that difficult to mix the slightly different but identical emotions.
Thus, the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd groups gathered in an ∩ shape and practiced separately.
Oliver walked between them, pointing out those who made mistakes.
“The shape is distorted. Do it right.”
“Sorry, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be led by your emotions, take control. A lot of waste.”
“Yes! All right!”
“A little faster. It’s slow.”
“I will fix it.”
“You are making this mistake again, please correct it.”
“sorry. I will fix it.”
“It didn’t mix well. I’ll take it apart, do it again.”
“Go, thank you.”
Oliver corrects every mistake he makes, and indirectly gives tips whenever necessary.
Compared to the days of Joseph, a very soft and generous education.
However, ironically. Thanks to such soft and generous education, the disciples were able to practice more actively, and their skills improved quickly as much as they made mistakes.
Although Oliver was one of the youngest members of the village, the disciples who received this education began to think of him as their true teacher and master.
Time continued to pass, and practice began to get on track to some extent.
With nothing more to point out, Oliver mechanically walked among the disciples, observing, and then suddenly grabbed someone and asked a question.
“·····. May I ask how you got here?”
The temporary disciple who was practicing in group 3 said with surprise.
“I, is that what you mean?”
“Yeah, emotions are breaking down. Get it right again.”
“ah! sorry····.”
“·····. How did you get here? Oh, if it’s difficult for you to say, you don’t have to force yourself to say it.”
The temporary disciple thought for a moment and then opened his mouth.
“that····. I lived with a gang of beggars in the countryside, and while I was running away after hitting the boss there, the owner… So I met Joseph.”
“Ah, then you met the master.”
“Oh, yes…”
Oliver then asked the other students how they randomly joined the Joseph family.
Orphanages, construction sites, slums, etc. Everyone told their stories, and Oliver nodded mechanically every time he heard them.
“Then, this time, tell your story-”
“- Oliver.”
Marie intervened while asking a question. In a cold sweat, she synthesized her emotions.
“Yes? number of animals.”
“Practice time is over today.”
Oliver looked at his watch.
“·····. Yes. like. Everyone worked hard until today. Clean up your back.”
As soon as the words fell, those who were controlling their emotions in a cold sweat panted and put their emotions back into the test tube.
They all looked very difficult, but nevertheless, there was a sense of satisfaction that I had never seen before.
That’s right, now that I’ve been practicing every day, I’ve built up my skills as a warlock.
If it goes on like this, becoming a real warlock was not a dream.
“·····. So, are you finished with your work today?”
When Oliver asked Marie about the schedule, she pulled out her notebook and checked it like a secretary.
“···. Yes. master. The processed emotions can be brought to Anthony and the Dominique family through the pharmacist, and there is nothing more to do.”
Then, Peter intervened.
“Then, my lord. I have a suggestion for you.”
“Hey master, you should rest now too-”
Oliver paused Marie and asked.
“What?”
“Oh, I don’t mean to bother you. However, we think we will have to supply the materials again… If you give me permission, I will go with the other kids.”
Oliver thought for a moment. And then he said.
“I will go too.”
“Yes? no. I never meant to bother you-”
“-No, it is because I want to go pick it up. Can you prepare?”
***
Oliver puts on a ‘fake face’, a black magic item, and teamed up with Marie and Peter to get emotions.
The first place he went to was decided by Oliver, which was none other than an inn.
It was the place Oliver first visited to get his emotions.
Peter knocked on the door and the old woman came out.
“Yes? Who?”
“Is the fruit ripe?”
“Ahh···. I thought it was time to come. I’ve learned three. Come in.”
The old woman beckoned and told me to come in.
Then, as he did in the past, he climbed up the narrow hallway and stairs to the second floor.
There were three small rooms and the sound of a child.
Up until this point, it was the same as in the past.
“Do you have a mother?”
He sighed and opened the door slowly. A woman poked her face through the crack in the door.
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Not the woman Oliver remembered.“The hostess?”
“Yes. right. That’s it. it.”
The woman opened the door as if familiar.
The eyes were rather lifeless, and there were shadows, and the child was lying on the bed and crying.
“aah! aa-!”
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Noisy baby.While Peter was checking the woman’s condition and counting the money, Oliver approached the old woman and asked.
“Where did you go?”
“yes? what?”
“She’s a girl I’ve seen before.”
“Have I seen you before…? ah, that girl? kicked it out He said he needed money because he was ill, and he sold his feelings on his own terms. I couldn’t use it anymore, so I kicked it out. Becoming an empty can Why?”
Oliver listened and stood still.
Peter and Marie looked at Oliver’s thoughtful gaze and extracted maternal love instead.
When he came out of the inn after work, Oliver was silent for a moment.
Marie asked cautiously.
“Lord, my lord . . . Anything…?”
Actually, objectively speaking, it wasn’t a big deal.
It wasn’t that the woman’s feelings were particularly beautiful or anything like that.
But what to say?
As Oliver was the first owner of maternal love, he felt that he wanted to see her.
It’s not a must see, but Oliver’s unique curiosity has been activated.
Painful sensation as if unable to scratch the itchy area.
Oliver closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them with strength.
Then, the blurred surrounding emotions became clearer and the range expanded.
As if looking at the sun with the naked eye, my eyes started to hurt.
However, Oliver didn’t care.
It hurts more not being able to do what you want to check than it is to hurting your eyes.
Oliver’s field of vision widened, and began to cross an area, finding her feelings glimmering in that moment.
“···. found.”
With those words, Oliver suddenly began to move.
Marie and Peter followed without even knowing the English language, and after walking along the main road for a while, they fell into a side road.
Where the beggars and the homeless gathered, Oliver found a woman.
A bottle of wine and a dying child were left unattended next to him, covered in dirty and dirty rags.
It was the woman who first extracted maternal love.
“···. uh?”
The skinny woman looked up at Oliver with empty eyes.
She couldn’t remember who she was, but it didn’t matter.
As if she was used to it, she boldly offered her dying child to beg for money.
“The child is sick. Please, please do some redemption. The child needs medicine.”
Even if it wasn’t the smell of alcohol, Oliver could easily tell that the woman wasn’t normal.
There was not even a speck of the maternal love I had seen in the past, and only shallow selfishness remained in the empty interior.
Peter noticed the situation and whispered in his ear.
“It looks like an empty can. master.”
Oliver didn’t say anything.
I just stared at the woman who held out her child like a bowl of rice for a long time, and a feeling that was hard to describe came up.
Sadness, emptiness, cramping… Alas, it was hard to explain.
“You are merciful. Please give the child one penny. I haven’t eaten anything for several days. The child is sick. please····.”
Oliver took turns looking at the empty woman and the dying child.
After a long silence, he barely opened his mouth.
“money····. please.”
Peter looked at Oliver and threw a small amount of money.
The woman threw the baby away and picked it up, lying down like a dog, but Oliver looked at it for a moment and then turned back the way he had come.
Oliver muttered at the time when no one could ask anything in an unusual atmosphere.
“Ahhh····. It was pretty.”