But Salin reacted quickly. He widened his eyes and shouted, "Magician! You're a magician! "
His voice was filled with excitement and fear, and he almost choked back the last few words. Salin had never thought that a magician would appear before him. There had not been a magician in Ceylon City for over two hundred years, but this did not mean that people did not know of their existence.
Magicians represented mystery, status, terror, and distance. Ordinary people had no way of coming into contact with magicians. Only nobles, the Emperor, the army, and the rich were fortunate enough to know magicians.
Magicians were all very wealthy people. They lived in seclusion and possessed great magical power. A magician could destroy a city. Even in front of the Emperor, magicians did not have to lower their heads …
In other words, magicians were living legends. They built magic towers and trained in them. Worldly power could not be restrained. Even in war, the armies of any faction had to avoid the magic towers. If a noble gained the favor of a magician and had the opportunity to provide for a magician, the noble's status would immediately rise.
Salin's mind was in a mess. He acutely realized that the appearance of this magician would change his fate. But he did not know how to grasp it. Did he want more money? Would it make the magician unhappy?
Gold coins! Gold coins! Bread …
"How about a hundred gold coins? I'll buy you a small house in the city, enough for you to live in. "The magician looked at the child with pity. Salin's body was thin, and he could count the number of ribs. There were bruises on his ribs, and he looked even more pitiful.
Salin was defeated by the offer of a hundred gold coins. He was about to agree immediately. However, he suddenly felt a pain in his ribs. He sucked in a breath of cold air, frowned, and bent down.
"Oh, let me see." The magician supported Salin with one hand and released a spell with the other. Green light shone and enveloped Salin's body.
Salin felt like he was soaked in warm water. The green light seeped through his skin, and the pain disappeared.
A thought appeared in Salin's mind. It was like a devil's temptation, and he could not get rid of it.
"I don't want gold coins!" Salin straightened his body and said, "Mr. Magician, please accept me as your student."
Salin did not know how to bow. He raised his head and looked straight into the magician's eyes. At this moment, his mood could no longer be described as nervous. How would the Magician react? Did he think that he had insulted the Mage profession? Would he turn hostile and kill him?
The Magician's black eyes were deep and bright, like obsidian, as if they had an inner texture. He looked at Salin thoughtfully and said, "You want to be my student?"
"Yes, I want to learn magic." Salin's voice was determined. Even though he was terrified, the injury on his ribs was stimulating his heart. What was the point of selling the house for money? It would be a sitting duck. He did not have any survival skills. If he encountered a thief, he might not even be able to keep his life.
"Learning magic is very difficult." The Archmage stopped Salin from interrupting and continued, "Out of ten people, nine can become apprentices, but out of a hundred apprentices, only one or two can become magicians. The power of a magic apprentice wasn't strong, and it could only be used as a way to make a living. If you become my student, you are not allowed to change professions without my permission. "
Salin fell to his knees and bowed his head. "I'm willing to be your student." He tried to make his words sound less vulgar and learned to use honorifics.
"Get up." The Magician's voice became cold, and he said in an unquestionable tone, "Even a magic apprentice can't kneel to others. Remember, if you want to be my student, this is the last time you kneel in your life. "
"Yes, teacher." Salin stood up happily. He knew that the Magician had agreed to his request.
"What's your name, and how old are you?" The Magician's voice became gentle again.
"My name is Salin Metatlin, 12 years old," Salin answered respectfully, but his stomach failed to live up to his expectations and began to growl.
The Magician smiled and said, "Go change your clothes and eat something. I'll wait for you in the living room."
"Okay," Salin agreed and quickly ran to the second floor. He returned to his room, put on his coat, and ran down the stairs into the kitchen. The half-packed bag of old rice was still on the stove. He opened the oiled paper bag, grabbed a handful of rice, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You're eating this?" The Magician's voice sounded at the door. Salin was startled and stopped, not knowing what to say. The Magician sighed, took out a piece of dried meat, and handed it to Salin. Salin's tears fell directly, not even lingering in his eyes for a moment.
He wiped them with his sleeve and didn't eat the meat. Instead, he said to the Magician, "Teacher, I won't cry in the future, I won't embarrass you."
The Magician watched the youth cry and wolf down the food without saying anything. Actually, with his status, even ten thousand gold coins might not be enough to persuade him to accept a student. But the moment he saw Salin, he couldn't bear it. There was no life in Salin's eyes, only despair on the verge of death.
The Magician didn't let Salin do anything. He took out more dried meat and bread and placed them in the kitchen. Salin didn't know how these things were conjured, but he didn't doubt it. In his heart, there was nothing a Magician couldn't do.
The Magician let Salin rest first. He looked at Salin's upper body and cast a hypnotic spell. Salin's vision darkened, and he immediately fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, he felt hungry again. The Magician's voice sounded in his ear. "Look around first, familiarize yourself with the environment, and then come to the living room."
Amazing magic. The voice was sent directly to his ear, neither soft nor loud. Salin sighed and jumped out of bed. His shoes were already dry. He put them on and found that there was an extra door in his room. The room had changed too. There were tables and chairs, as well as a cabinet with a huge dressing mirror on it.
The whole room was spotless, as if it had been cleaned. The furniture wasn't new. There was a mattress, quilt, and pillow on the bed. He had slept so soundly that he hadn't felt anything. Opening the door, the hallway was also unusually clean. Several rooms had doors installed, and there were some oil paintings on the walls. Everything was like when his parents were still alive. Salin had the urge to cry again, but this time, he held it back.
There were eight rooms on the second floor, four big and four small. Salin's room was the small one, at the end of the hallway. He looked around one room after another. The four big rooms had all been transformed into study rooms. Of the remaining three small rooms, one was a bedroom, and the other two couldn't be opened.
To Salin's surprise, the entire second floor's floor had been repaved, and the doors and windows had been repaired. Countless mysterious symbols had been added to them. The walls seemed to have been repainted, and the ceiling was clean. Not even a spider could be seen.
The house had become very unfamiliar. Salin walked down the stairs uneasily. The living room on the first floor was already furnished, and the kitchen was filled with kitchen utensils. Salin didn't look at the basement. He went to the living room and opened the door. Even though he had been mentally prepared, he still opened his mouth wide in surprise at the completely changed living room.
There was a huge table in the middle of the living room. He couldn't tell what it was made of. The rectangular table was filled with utensils that Salin didn't recognize. All sorts of utensils were strangely shaped, and there was a crucible with a black flame burning under it. There was only one chair around the table, and a few cabinets stood against the wall. The cabinets were full of things.
Salin didn't recognize a single thing. He only saw mysterious symbols everywhere. There were crystal lights hanging from the ceiling, and the soft light spilled down, but he couldn't see any shadows.
The Magician raised his head and said gently, "Salin, you're awake. Go get something to eat, and then we'll talk."
"Master, you go first. I'm not hungry yet." Salin stood obediently by the table, feeling nervous.
"Okay, I'll go first. I'm Jason Statham, a Level-5 Magician from the Qin Empire. As my student, I can't give you much guidance because I don't have that much time. I'll first teach you a reading spell. This is a Level-0 spell. If you can master this spell, I'll teach you the Law of Meditation. Then you can read magic books on magic and master magic knowledge. Before you become a Level-10 Apprentice, I won't give you any other guidance. "
"Level-10 Apprentice?" Salin asked carefully. He didn't know what a Level-10 Apprentice was.
"There are ten levels in total for Apprentices. At the Apprentice level, you can only master Level-0 spells. Level-0 spells don't require magic strings to cast. As long as you have enough Spiritual Power and the corresponding elemental affinity, you can cast them. The size of your Spiritual Power determines your ability to control spells, and your elemental affinity determines how many spells you can continuously cast. If you don't meet the requirements, you can't become a real Magician. "
"Then how do I advance?"
"A Level-1 Apprentice can cast two Level-0 spells in a row, a Level-2 Apprentice can cast four Level-0 spells in a row, and so on. When you can cast twenty Level-0 spells in a row, I will teach you how to become a Magician. Okay, now I'll teach you your first Level-0 spell. "As Magician Jason spoke, he chanted an incantation with strange syllables. At the same time, his hands cooperatively made a fixed magic gesture.
"Follow this, and you'll be able to learn words and magic knowledge from books." Jason chanted the incantation repeatedly, and Salin followed suit. After three times, Salin could recite the incantation without missing a single word. There were no problems with the hand gestures either.
"Okay, go practice by yourself. After you succeed, I'll teach you the Law of Meditation. Then you can read the books I prepared for you. Start from the first room. If you don't finish the books in this room, don't move on to the next room. "
"Yes, Teacher." Salin bowed, just like a citizen of Tilan City meeting a noble.
Magician Jason shook his head. Then he thought to himself, 'Let's talk about etiquette later.' He didn't correct Salin's behavior. Instead, he waved his hand, gesturing for Salin to leave.
Salin closed the door and walked briskly to the kitchen. He found the box that stored rice and flour. However, he was starving, so he took the dried meat off and ate happily with white bread and water.
As he ate, he recalled the spells he had just learned. Whether it was the incantation or the hand gestures, he didn't find it difficult. Especially the incantation. He memorized it the first time, and only corrected the pronunciation the next two times. It seemed like he had some talent. At least he wasn't stupid. Thinking of this, Salin felt that his future was bright.
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