Abe the Wizard

Abel wasn’t making much progress with his carving knife on the jade, and Finkle’s voice emerged from his identity card, “Mr. it’s time for lunch. Do you want to come to the first floor and eat together?”

“You can go down and prepare first, and I’ll come down in a minute!” Abel said to his identity card as he stopped the carving knife in his hand.

He threw all the jades on the table back to his portal bag. Abel continued carving his jade with his carving knife as he began to walk. It was like he was not willing to waste a single second.

As soon as he made two steps, “Bang !” He hit his head on the door of the laboratory. Abel was distracted by a weak little soul again; he overused his force and made a deep cut on the jade. Feeling slightly irritated, he threw his gem into his portal bag and took another one out.

“Bang!” He hit his head on the door again. He then gave his head a shake, stuck out his head, and opened the door. When he walked passed a second door, he paid much closer attention. He succeeded, and he did not hit his head this time.

As Abel continued to walk down the stairs with pride, the “Frozen armor” suddenly appeared on his body. His attention was shifted, and suddenly, he tripped. Abel threw out in mid-air, but luckily he was well trained, he did a backflip and landed with no problem.

“Luckily, no one saw that!” Abel whispered to himself.

“What is this kid trying to do now?” Wizard Morton felt some vibrations within the magic tower from the 11th floor. These vibrations seemed to be coming from the stairs, so he thought he would go and check on it. When he arrived, he was just in time to see Abel doing a backflip and landed on the floor.

“Still a kid, still naughty when no one is looking!” Said Wizard Morton with a smile, shaking his head and moving on.

Abel thought no one had seen him as he carefully made his way to the first floor. After he had safely arrived, he let out a breath of relief. He should not multitask again.

The first thing he heard when he arrived at the first floor was Carlos bragging about his achievements, which no one knows if it’s real or not, “I’ve told you, last time when I went to buy a crystal core from the market the wizard in the shop told me it was a fire crystal core. Nothing can fool my eyes. I recognized it’s a poison crystal core in the first glance. Just like that, I had bought a poison crystal core with the price of an ice crystal core.”

Abel was a little puzzled. Even as a new member of the magic tower, he had already heard Carlos brag more than he could remember. Who is he bragging to now?

With a glance, Abel immediately began to laugh. Fatty Finkle was viciously nodding his head along with Carlos’s words while looking at him with eyes of admiration. Camille was sitting far away by the side.

“Mr, you arrived” Finkle immediately stood up as soon as he saw Abel. He pulled out a chair from the table and proceeded to say, “Mr., your lunch is ready. Let me bring it to you.”

“No need, I’ll tell follower Page to go. Finkle, you sit down and listen to me,” said Carlos. He then turned to Page and said: “Page, bring Abel’s lunch here.”

“Yes, Mr!” Page turned and left.

When Carlos turned his head towards Page, Finkle gazed at Abel with a fat face of resentment, as though as he was begging for sympathy. From this expression, it seemed like Finkle didn’t enjoy listening to Carlos as much as Abel thought.

“As you and Carlos are such a good match, I’ll let you guys continue your discussion. I’m not going to disturb you.” Said Abel with faint evil laughter towards Finkle.

“Come, Abel has nothing to do here. Quick!” Said Carlos waving his hand.

Carlos hopelessly glanced at Abel and dragged himself towards Carlos again, but in a flash, his face was filled with a big smile.

Why are you still wearing the “frozen armor in the magic tower?” Asked Camille staring at the ice crystal-like armor curiously.

“I heard that if you want to increase your mana, you have to keep using it. It will be a waste if I don’t use it anyway, so I try to practice these spells in my free time as well.” Abel explained with a smile.

“You are so hard-working, but normally we won’t use spells in public. Although they are not forbidden, it will irritate the training of the teacher,” said Camille taking a sip of juice.

“Ah!” Abel suddenly remembered that he had just used the spell while tripping over on the stairs. Let’s hope the teacher wouldn’t see such an embarrassing thing.

“Mr. Your lunch !” Said page, delivering Abel’s lunch on to the table.

“Thank you so much!” Abel nodded to page. All the wizard followers were all very nice to each other. Since Abel was also very close to Camille and Carlos, Abel had also treated their wizard followers very nicely.

After Page gave a bow, Abel began to cut his steak into small pieces with a table knife. He then stuck his fork into a bit of steak. As he was lifting it, he was interrupted by a weak little soul again. Under the surprised gaze of Camille, Abel put an empty fork in his mouth. Abel had only reacted, as his teeth harshly bit down on the cold hard fork.

“Abel, you ok?” Camille asked in a caring voice

“Yes, I’m ok!” Abel said in a slight embarrassment.

“If you are not feeling well, don’t pretend it’s ok. Tell us as soon as possible.” Said Camille feeling a bit worried for Abel.

“I’m ok. Thanks, Camille,” said Abel. He had no idea how to explain the situation.

The moment Abel finished his sentence, the ice crystal-like armor suddenly appeared on the body of Abel again. Camille was so shocked by this quick spell, she almost jumped.

Carlos, who was at the high point of his conversation, had also stopped. He glanced at Abel curiously, but soon he was back to talking to Finkle again.

“Abel, is that a quick spell ?” Asked Camille in curiosity.

“This…”

As Abel was wondering what he should say, Camille quickly waved her hand and followed, “Sorry Abel, you don’t need to explain.”

A Wizard’s self ability was the most important secret to every wizard. Although Abel was not aware of this since he was new to the wizarding world, Camille was fully aware. When she asked that question, she already sensed something wrong. When she noticed Abel was pausing his speech, she immediately stopped him.

Even though Abel had been extra careful, he still dropped his food two times during lunch. He also dropped his knife and bit his fork again. All of these instances had made Camille even more worried.

After Abel finished his lunch, he quickly grabbed Finkle and ran out of the magic tower under the worry of Camille. When Finkle left the magic tower, he still thought Abel had a change of heart and kindly rescued him from his conversation with Carlos.

The moment when they stepped out the front gate, Abel saw his carriage lead by the two inferno bull waiting for him. He couldn’t help but look back at Finkle

“Mr., I had informed your steward to order a carriage for you.” Finkle looked at Abel with worry. He had informed Abel’s steward without telling him. Although it was coming from a good-hearted place, this might not do well with all wizards.

“Good Job, Finkle!” Said Abel nodding his head.

“Please go to the carriage!” Finkle had become enthusiastic again in a flash, as he used all his might to pull down the stairs and open the door of the carriage. He then helped Abel on to the carriage.

Abel did not pay attention to the stairs at all. Just with a simple lift, he directly jumped on to the carriage, he then turned back to Finkle and said: “You come on as well!”

Due to status, most wizard followers were nobodies. They only did what servants do. If they need to go somewhere on a carriage, they would only sit outside next to the carriage driver.

“Thank you, Mr!” Said Finkle with excitement as he stepped on, shaking the entire carriage.

“No need to thank me, I’m only worried that with your weight, you would flip the carriage over if you sit at the front.” Said Abel jokingly.

The bull carriage began moving. It was already wintertime. Since Abel had a strong body, a bit of cold could not do anything to him. The carriage driver was also used to the cold, so he opened all the windows in the carriage. However, Finkle was different, as soon as the carriage began moving, the wave of freezing wind blew upon him. He couldn’t help but crawl up into a ball, uncontrollably shaking his teeth.

“Finkle, all the fat ain’t protecting you from the cold?” Said Abel with a mocking tone as he proceeded to say, “let’s close the window.”

“Yes, Mr.” since this was the private carriage of Abel, Finkle was afraid to close the window, no matter how cold it gets. But now, since Abel had commanded, he immediately stood up and closed the window despite shaking the carriage.

Seeing the fat body of Finkle, Abel shook his head with a smile. He could not understand. People say skinny people were afraid of the cold, and fat people were fearful of heat. Since Finkle was afraid of cold that bad, Abel decided to turn on his heater and turned it straight to level 10.

As the carriage continued to move forward, warm air began to blow into the carriage from the heater.

“Mr, that is?” Although Finkle was only a Novice Wizard, he had been in the wizarding world for quite a long time. However, it was the first time he saw a heater in a carriage.

“Just a little something to play with.” Abel did not explain too much, but before he could even complete his sentence, the “frozen armor” popped into his body again.