6. class (1)
The next morning was different than usual.
Even if the supervisor didn’t wake up by beating the frying pan, everyone got out of bed. It wasn’t just because there wasn’t work.
“Wow····. I think it’s the first time this has happened. How are you holding a class like this?”
“Well, what’s going on?”
“Maybe something good happened? Come to think of it, on the way home, the owner took a lot of stolen goods and took a part. Hey, do you know anything?”
The children, who had been chatting with each other, looked up at Oliver from the corner of the worst seat and asked.
This time, the owner picked it up, and he didn’t give any answer as to whether something was missing, but only made a characteristic blank expression.
said one child.
“Never mind. nerve. It makes me sad to see him. Tom was also photographed, so don’t get caught up in nothing.”
“Ah, that would be nice… I’m really envious. You came in with me, and you are already an official disciple.”
“Is that real? official disciple. Wasn’t that a rumor?”
“It’s almost real. that···. Among the kids on Andrew’s side, we talk almost openly. Seriously, you already know how to use some black magic, right?”
“Hey, he’ll definitely become an official disciple. You said you would become a real warlock.”
“So take care of yourself. He also has a bad personality, so once he gets filmed, it doesn’t hurt at all. And if you become a real official disciple… Ugh.”
“It’s not us to worry about, it’s Marie. Temporary apprentice for 6 years. Probably, it will taste like death from next month. I got caught because I went out of my way to help that idiot. What the hell are you thinking… Uh, what the fuck?”
He said looking at Oliver who was approaching without a word. Everyone was astonished, probably due to Oliver’s lifeless face.
“Can I ask you something?”
Oliver said respectfully. There was no particular reason. It was because I was always forced to speak politely by the orphanage director and supervisor. kind of habit. Perhaps because of this, Oliver’s respectful words were more offensive than polite or considerate.
“What, what…?”
“Director Tom. What kind of black magic do you use?”
“under···? Do you know what to do with it?”
“Maybe, what? What do you think you could do for me if you knew? Arthur, we need to figure out the subject.”
“I was just curious. please.”
Oliver nodded and asked. Then I could see the light of the children talking to each other spreading widely and soaking in a sense of superiority.
“Well, if you do that, I will tell you in particular only once, so listen carefully. Well, it’s not really relevant to you, but to become a warlock, you need two things first. Those are ‘open eyes’ and ‘handle’. It’s about seeing, capturing, and handling emotions, the main ingredient of black magic.”
Together with him, he raised his hand and gathered the black light. A surprisingly crude circle was created.
“hahaha, that’s it. It took me months just to do this. How are you guys?”
The other two children, who were chatting together, made a circle by collecting black light on their fingertips in the same way. It was a wrinkled, unsightly circle, though.
“Oh, have you gotten any better?”
“right? I practiced all the time!”
“Oh, is that great? That’s right, this is the dog eye and the handle. This is the only way you can start black magic.”
He understood what he was saying, but it was too low-level for Oliver to answer. No, in the first place, couldn’t you just do that? Practice or time?
But fortunately, Oliver also had a minimal sense of humor, so he didn’t bother to speak out.
“Heh heh, I was scared. There are a lot of people who can’t even do this… After opening the eyes and the steering wheel, only then can I ‘process’.”
“What is processing?”
“I don’t know anything. Processing is casting black magic using emotions. It could be a weapon more powerful than a gun, an invincible shield, or a terrible monster.”
“Aside from that, you can make a lot of money by making medicines, cosmetics, perfumes, and pilgarets.”
When the money story came out, the children all stopped talking, exclaimed oh oh, and started chatting among themselves.
As an uninterested Oliver, he was about to ask again what he had to do to become a full-time disciple, when someone slammed the door and shouted.
“You idiots! When you wake up, clean up quickly and eat! In particular, the owner is trying to give me work and teach me, but what are you all doing? Shall I hit them all?!”
At the supervisor’s command, all the workers who were talking were startled and stopped talking and started moving. It was a pity that Oliver did not get the answer he was looking for, but he quickly began to move at the supervisor’s gaze.
The Superintendent grabbed Oliver and said.
“Hey you····. As soon as you arrive, the wind seems to have blown into your lungs just because you’re taking classes, so don’t be in vain. It’s because the guy who hasn’t been here for less than a month, let alone a year, has never become an official disciple. So don’t be silly.”
Oliver looked at his supervisor. To be precise, I looked at the emotions, and they shone with anger and vigilance for an unknown reason. familiar light. Oliver nodded and replied.
“Yes, I understand.”
***
As usual, Oliver, along with the other workers, began cleaning the factory. Everyone worked hard as if they were happy to receive the class, thanks to which it ended earlier than usual.
After cleaning, eat as usual.
Perhaps because I went to class, today, in addition to bread and soup, one more juicy, golden sausage came out.
Everyone ate the sausage, but Oliver ate it too. It was salty and oily.
Twenty minutes later, when I finished eating and tidying up, a man appeared out of nowhere. Unlike the children who work in factories, he ate well and was well taken care of, and when everyone saw him, they bowed their heads.
“Ah, Andrew-sama…! Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Everyone bowed their heads, with Supervisor Tom in the lead. Oliver followed and bowed his head, and a man named Andrew raised his hand.
“done. done. Don’t be too stiff. Have you all finished eating?”
“””””Yes!”””””
Everyone answered loudly. Upon hearing the answer, Andrew shook his head once and opened his mouth.
“Then, from now on, follow me. The master himself will teach you.”
There was a faint smile on the children’s faces. Considering that I only attend classes about five times a year, it was an understandable response.
The children naturally lined up, and Oliver glanced at him and stood at the back.
“Then, follow me.”
Andrew entered the factory warehouse. In the warehouse were packed boxes of sausages and unidentified tent-covered objects, with a small door between them.
In fact, it was closer to a secret passage than a door, so it seemed difficult to notice without concentrating on it, but when Andrew gathered black light in his hand and put his hand on the door, a complex pattern spreads out, and then the device geek-! The closed door slowly opened with a sound.
Andrew entered the door and the children followed again. Inside the door, a surprisingly well-packed basement was opened, which was pleasant as the light bulb was turned on for a certain distance.
The children chatted with each other a little as if they were excited. I dream of becoming a warlock who lives here someday.
“Uh, are you really in class?”
A man I met along the way said to Andrew. Looking at the atmosphere, he seemed to be on the same level as Andrew.
“uh.”
“It’s surprising. When you go on a trip, do you rest for a few weeks and only read books?”
At that moment, Andrew looked at Oliver standing at the back.
“See if there are times when not. Never mind.”
“okay.”
After a brief conversation, Andrew moved again. After passing through several rooms and hallways, we finally entered a room that was supposed to be a classroom.
Unlike other places, the pavement was not properly paved, so the walls were half soil, and the ceiling was also poorly finished, revealing the frame.
But it wasn’t that he wasn’t quite ready either. Although it was insufficient for the number of people, a desk and chair were prepared, and on the shelf on the wall were test tubes and black magic books that had extracted emotions and kept them.
Oliver felt his heart beating again, which had been quiet for the past week. He couldn’t get proper education, but it didn’t seem like he was wasting it.
“Come on.”
Joseph, who did not know when he appeared, stood in the church and said. Everyone bowed their heads to greet him when he appeared.
“master! hello.”
“””””master! hello!”””””
Joseph lightly raised his hand to be greeted and ordered that he be seated. There were ten desks, which was an absurdly small number for temporary disciples over 30 to sit on, but there was no problem.
When the three supervisors sat down first, the workers started fighting over the remaining seats.
Children who were displaced due to their slow feet or weak strength had no choice but to stand inconveniently from behind to attend class, which was a routine way of teaching for the Warlock. Faster, stronger people can enjoy more.
Just as the class was about to start, Joseph asked Andrew.
“Aren’t you going?”
“If it’s okay with you, can I take a class with you? Because Master’s teachings are always beneficial.”
“·······. do whatever you want.”
When permission was granted, Andrew bowed his head. Joseph went straight to class.
“Now, this is a special class I took, so I hope you all listen carefully. First of all, let’s go over the basics before going into the actual class. What is black magic?”
Marie raised her hand first.
“It is basically a study of miracles using emotions, but if you dig deeper, it is a study that deals with the soul, the root of human beings. Emotions are just some energy from the soul.”
“Yes, black magic is essentially a science that deals with the soul. Therefore, in addition to emotions, invisible human characteristics such as vitality and attractiveness can be extracted and used. Because the soul is the foundation of everything. In other words, it can be said that black magic is the search for the truth and fundamentals of human beings.”
“Oh oh····.”
He nodded in admiration as if everyone understood, or wrote a note in his notebook. Oliver thought he was the only one who didn’t understand what he was talking about.
“Well then, someone tell me what the basis for black magic is.”
Again, Marie raised her hand.
“First of all, we need an ‘open eye’ that can see emotions, which is the basic material, and a ‘handle’ that can handle emotions.”
“Yeah, no matter how much knowledge you have, it’s useless if you can’t see and deal with your emotions. What then?”
“You have to be able to extract emotions and then ‘process’ them. You can call me a warlock.”
“right. That’s the basics of the basics, and it’s a true first step. But it is also that difficult. The reason is that?”
“Emotions are the energy of the soul. It affects the magician the moment it is extracted and processed. Sadness, anger, murderous intent, hatred… If the magician is careless or lacks ability, he may be affected by his emotions and suffer damage.”
“right! Black magic is the most destructive and effective, but it’s not free. If the magician’s character is weak or his skills are insufficient, he will rather become an emotion. So, in theory, black magic is the strongest, but only a few have reached that level.”
The atmosphere became somber in an instant. He looked worried and frightened that black magic was not that easy.
match–!
Joseph clapped his hands to focus everyone.
“So, I have a class here. So that even one person can build up their skills. Let the theory end here, everyone try to extract emotions from it.”
Joseph handed the experimental flask to the temporary disciples. Inside, there was a mass of moving emotions.
The first one I got was Tom. He smiled confidently and reached for the flask’s mouth.
After a while, the black thread slowly ascended. Everyone said ‘Wow-‘ and admired it.
Marie was handed next. She extracted emotions a little harder than Tom. He frowned a lot, but seeing that, Tom smirked.
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Next is the supervisor who manages Oliver. He also extracted emotions as hard as Marie.“After all, not everyone holds the position of supervisor.”
someone muttered
After all the supervisors had extracted their emotions, it was the turn of the worker class and the temporary disciples. Everyone had a determined expression on their faces, but only a few were chosen properly.
There were only a handful of people who picked them properly and put their emotions on their hands, and the rest were cut off in the middle or could not be pulled out at all. In addition, it seemed difficult to keep the emotions gathered in their hands, and I could see why they didn’t make them official disciples.
“Come on, take it.”
Finally, it was Oliver’s turn. Oliver just stared at the flask container, but the other temporary disciples turned their attention as if they had nothing to look at. Until Oliver opens his mouth.
“master····.”
Everyone looked at Oliver reflexively.
“What?”
“How much, how many emotions can I extract?”
Everyone except Joseph made an impression.
“·····. as much as you can extract. That’s one of the exercises. Extracting and dealing with as many emotions as possible.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Oliver placed his hand over the flask’s mouth. Then, I started extracting emotions as I had been doing image training.
The emotional mass, which had filled about one third of the container, fluctuated, and vomited out of the flask container, and surprisingly found stability in Oliver’s hand.
“What should I do next?”
All of Oliver’s questions were answered in silence.