"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Someone knocked on the heavy door.
Inside the hut, Grimm, who had been sleeping soundly under the old quilt, was startled awake. The cold numbness in his feet made him gasp. But Grimm did not dare to delay. "Coming!" he shouted.
Ignoring the fact that his feet had almost lost all feeling due to the cold, Glenn quickly put on his tattered clothes. He picked up the leather coat that covered the tattered quilt and opened the wooden door.
The cold winter wind blew, mixed with ice shards, Glenn's body was stimulated by the cold wind, and his body shook.
Outside the door, Old Ham was curled up on the wooden carriage, holding a whip in one hand and a tobacco pipe in the other. The carriage left two tracks in the snow.
"Hurry up! It's not a good day. You'll be scolded if you're late."
Old Ham said to Grimm after taking a puff of his tobacco pipe.
"Oh, got it."
Grimm closed the wooden door and got into the carriage. He was used to it. Ever since he started working for Old Ham, Grimm had heard him talk about it every day.
Ham did not say much. He took one last puff from his tobacco pipe and cracked his whip. The old horse grunted and continued to pull the carriage forward on the snowy ground full of potholes.
Grimm leaned against the guardrail of the carriage, looked at the dark sky, and closed his eyes to continue his nap. Based on past experience, it would take the old carriage at least half an hourglass to reach the viscount's mansion in the city. By then, it would be almost dawn.
Leaning against the carriage, Grimm smelled the familiar tobacco pipe. He was grateful to Old Ham from the bottom of his heart.
Grimm's most primitive memory was of a snowy winter. His previous memories were pitch black and no one had ever seen Grimm before. It was as if he had popped out of thin air from this world.
Since then, Glenn had been wandering around Bi Seer City with a group of orphans, living a life of begging. One day, Ham, who was old and childless, saw that Glenn was very smart. Remembering that he had no children of his own, he brought Glenn back with him.
Old Ham chuckled and said, "When I die, these two cottages and the old horse are yours."
To be honest, the two cottages and the old carriage were not worth much, but Grimm was grateful to Old Ham. He saw him as his second parent.
As for Old Ham and Glenn, they had to rush to the Viscount's mansion in Bi Seer City before dawn every morning to clean up the leftover trash left behind by the nobles after a night of revelry. Then, they would go to the Viscount's mansion to purchase all the necessary supplies for the next night's festivities.
This round trip took almost half a day.
Half an hourglass later, the road was smooth, and the ground was paved with pebbles.
Grimm, who had been dozing off in the carriage, did not need Old Ham's reminder to wake him up. He knew that they had arrived at Bi Seer City, and that they would soon arrive at the viscount's mansion. He quickly swept the snow off his body to tidy up his appearance.
Usually, when Grimm and Old Ham arrived at the viscount's mansion, most of the nobles who had been partying for the night had already left. Even if there were a few who did not leave, the nobles would not spare a glance at the two lowly servants. Appearances were of no use to them.
However, the old butler of the viscount's mansion was a difficult character to deal with. He always made things difficult for Grimm and the other servants, waiting for the right opportunity to profit from them. More than once, he had blackmailed Old Ham for silver coins under the guise of not having a proper appearance.
At the entrance of the Viscount's Mansion, the two guards were exhausted after a night of guarding. They glanced at Old Ham and Grimm and ignored them. They had become very familiar with each other over the years.
Old Ham smiled apologetically, while Grimm jumped off the carriage and walked into the mansion with his head down. He dared not look at them for too long, and went straight to the lavish hall that he had to clean every day.
Grimm and Old Ham, who had been listless, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was different today. The old butler, who was standing at the entrance of the hall, was glaring at Grimm and Old Ham with a pair of fierce, triangular eyes. He trotted over to them.
"Wait here," the old butler said in a low voice. "Cover your ears and close your eyes."
"Yes, yes."
Grimm and Old Ham hurriedly responded.
There was a faint noise coming from inside the hall. Although they could not hear it clearly, they could vaguely tell that it was a girl who was making a fuss.
Instinctively, Grimm and Old Ham knew that it was a big shot.
After waiting for nearly an hourglass, the sky was completely bright. Grimm and Old Ham stamped their feet in the cold, shivering in the snow.
The old butler, who had been waiting at the entrance of the hall, walked over with a gloomy face. "If you can't stand the cold, don't come tomorrow."
Grimm and Old Ham's faces changed. Old Ham struggled for a few times before he took out a silver coin from his ragged clothes and stuffed it into the old butler's hand. He smiled and said, "I can stand it, I can stand it."
"Hmph."
The old butler skillfully stuffed the silver coin into his pocket and ignored the two. He waited anxiously at the entrance of the hall, glancing inside from time to time.
Grimm could not help but say in a low voice, "Damn it! They just took some benefits from us a few days ago, and now they want it again!"
"Ah, forget it. Just bear with it. There are a lot of people who want to do our job. The old butler can't wait for us to leave."
Old Ham sighed.
He was getting old, and he was no longer as hot-tempered as a young man.
Just then, a girl rushed out of the hall. She was dressed in a luxurious aristocratic outfit, but her delicate face was covered with tear stains. She stopped beside Grimm and Old Ham and shouted into the hall. "Everyone!
"I'm not going to Lilith's Witch Academy, and I'm not going to become a wizard!"
After that, the girl seemed to be still angry. She took out a book and threw it on the ground. Then, she ran out of the viscount's mansion.
"Rebel! Rebel! What are you two waiting for? Why aren't you chasing after him? "
A nobleman with a big belly was so angry that his face was red. He shouted at the two armored knights beside him.
However, Grimm could not believe what he saw. The viscount, who was usually high and mighty, had a helpless look on his face. He stood beside the nobleman with a smile, trying to persuade him in a low voice.
"Hmph, what does she know? She's willing to give up the wizard I've hired for a little lover? You should know that half a year from now … "
The viscount followed the nobleman out of the viscount's mansion in a hurry. He did not even look at Grimm and Old Ham.
As for the old butler, he also hurriedly followed them out. Before he left, he took the two guards with him and disappeared into the snow.
In the blink of an eye, the courtyard became empty, and there was no sound.
Seeing that there was no one around, Grimm instinctively wanted to pick up the book on the ground. Old Ham stepped forward and tapped Grimm's hand with his tobacco pipe. "Do you want to die?"
Grimm grimaced in pain. "It should be fine, right? If anyone asks, we'll just say that we threw it away. Anyway, it was the noble lady who threw it on the ground. "
Old Ham thought for a moment and looked up to make sure that there was no one around. He nodded, acquiescing to Grimm's suggestion.
Grimm put the book into his clothes and followed Old Ham to clean up the hall. The large amount of rubbish left behind by the nobleman after a night of partying was all swept into the carriage.
No one asked about the whereabouts of the book until they left, so Grimm did not pay much attention to it.
After all, in the past, there were often treasures mixed in with the rubbish that the noblemen despised, but the servants loved.
Creak, creak …
The carriage, which was full of rubbish, slowly left Bi Seer City.
Sitting in a carriage loaded with garbage, Glenn was no longer sleepy. Suddenly, he thought of something and took out the book he picked up from his bosom.
He frowned. Servants like Grimm, who worked hard for noblemen, were usually illiterate. However, Old Ham had been an apprentice accountant in a shop when he was young. Although the shop had closed down, he had learned how to read and write, and he had passed the book to Grimm.
However, the reason why Grimm frowned was that the handwriting on the cover of the book was not commonly used in daily life.
It took Grimm a long time to recognize the words.
"Canine Olfactory Modification and Odor Mapping? What is this? "
Grimm's eyes widened. He had thought that it was a biography of a bard, which was the favorite book of the noblemen. He did not expect that the noble lady would throw a book with such a strange name at him.
Wait!
Grimm suddenly thought of something. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Could this be a book that recorded the secret spells of witchcraft?
Sorcerers had always been a topic that only the noblemen were qualified to talk about. Most people would not even have the chance to meet a sorcerer once in their entire lives.
In the eyes of ordinary people, sorcerers possessed mysterious sorcery, full of evil and mysterious aura. There were often stories of sorcerers slaughtering ordinary people, eating children's eyes, and using people for evil sorcery experiments.
However, these sorcerers could easily kill ordinary people and even knights. They had extraordinary powers and were so great that people were in awe.
Even Grimm had fantasized more than once. What did those mysterious and great sorcerers rely on to master those mysterious and great powers? Why couldn't ordinary people do it?
If he became a sorcerer and mastered those mysterious and great powers, he would no longer need to be afraid of those noblemen, right?
Hmph, if anyone dared to call him a peasant again, he would just kill them.
With a look of disbelief, Grimm quickly flipped through the book, Canine Olfactory Modification and Odor Mapping. He began to read it word by word. Sometimes, when he encountered unfamiliar words, he would think carefully and even skip them temporarily.
Slowly, a touch of shock began to appear on Grimm's face. It was as if the door to a whole new world had been opened!
The so-called smell was to distinguish the volatile molecules of different substances in the air through a creature's olfactory system. The most irritating odor occupied half of the smell that a creature could distinguish.
According to the Odor Mapping, ordinary people could distinguish about 30 to 400 kinds of odors. Occasionally, some people with special abilities could distinguish about 600 kinds of odors.
However, compared to other creatures, the ability to distinguish odors was pitifully low!
For example, a creature that could cry like a human baby. According to experiments, this creature could distinguish at least 6,500 kinds of odors.
Another example was the Shadow Butterfly, a magical creature that lived by collecting odors. It could distinguish more than 8,200 kinds of odors.
According to the book, the creature known to be able to capture the most smells in the air was known as the Cerberus. It was a powerful creature that many wizards did not dare to provoke. It could distinguish any known smells that wizards could separate. There were a total of 17852 types of smells.
The Cerberus' sense of smell had reached an unimaginable level!
Canine Olfactory Modification talked about how a sorcerer could modify his or her own body according to the condition of his or her own body to achieve the perfect evolution of his or her sense of smell.
In the book, magic and sorcery experiments involved many strange materials. Until now, Grimm had not understood a word that appeared the most in the book. Cells?
"Grimm, Grimm!"
Old Ham shouted twice before Grimm came back to his senses. He hurriedly put away the magic book and helped Old Ham dump the rubbish from the carriage.
After dumping all the rubbish, Grimm and Old Ham started to buy goods from the viscount's territory as usual. They would be used by the nobles tonight.
Old Ham and Grimm were busy until evening when they finally transported all the goods to the viscount's mansion. Then, they took a dozen copper coins and hurried back to the village. In the carriage, Grimm was still engrossed in the Canine Olfactory Modification and Odor Mapping.
Old Ham looked back at Grimm and sighed. "You've really been bewitched today. Is this book really that interesting?"
Grimm chuckled and did not say anything. His heart was filled with yearning and awe for the mysterious sorcerer world.
Could there really be moving mountains in this world?
Rivers that flowed from the sky?
And what was up with the foreign worlds?
What were the principles behind sorcerers' mastery of powerful sorcery?
A series of questions appeared in Grimm's mind, but no one could answer them.
"Sigh, you're already seventeen, right? Hmm, I'll renovate the house next year and see if I can find a suitable girl from a nearby family to be your wife. I hope I can see my grandson before I die. "
Old Ham muttered.
Grimm did not even raise his head. "What nonsense are you talking about? You can live to a hundred years old. Unifying the world is not a problem at all. "
"Hehe …"
Old Ham was amused by Grimm's words and continued driving the carriage back to the familiar road.
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