Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 304 Don’t You Want to Eat?

Finally, a girl who seemed to be about the same age as the boy called out to him. She found that this guy was so perseverant. He had no idea how many times he had been rejected, but he was still banging his shoulders against doors from door to door. Perhaps this aroused the girl's interest, so when the boy lowered his head and moved past the door, the girl called out to him.

"Well, wait, I don't have money for the first month's free food and accommodation..." Before the girl finished speaking, the boy moved towards her, although very slowly, but the girl did not expect that he would move towards him.

"Okay, food and lodging are provided...that's fine. What do I need to do?" The young man agreed immediately without bargaining, but the other party spoke with a blank expression and seemed to be struggling.

The girl didn't react for a moment, but her face turned red when she saw the boy's appearance. Although the boy had a little fat in his belly, his monocle and silver hair added a unique charm to him.

"Then come in. In the first month, you will learn to draw magic circle diagrams with me and the teacher. If you can complete the magic circle independently in the future, you can earn income, and then you can even buy some things you like. If you have talent and become a one-pointed star alchemist, many people will come to you to make magic equipment. Then you can open an alchemy shop by yourself, find a girl, and have a child. In that case..." The girl hurriedly stopped talking here, then turned her head and said nothing more.

The young man had a dark face, but looking at the innocent girl, he didn't say anything, but said a little embarrassedly: "Well... my right hand... was injured, so I can only use my left hand... to draw. Is that okay?"

After the boy finished speaking, the girl was stunned. No wonder so many people refused. He only had one hand, and it was his left hand that he rarely used. However, the girl seemed to have a good impression of the boy. Even so, she did not drive him away immediately. Instead, she glanced inside the room and found that the teacher was still sleeping. She quietly called the boy over and said, "You try it. Follow me to draw a fireball magic circle. Don't be anxious. Take your time." The girl patiently guided the boy.

The young man was stunned. He didn't expect that even after he said that, the other party still didn't give up on him. He was touched and said expressionlessly, "Thank you."

The girl's heart warmed when she heard the boy's thanks. She had been watching the boy's lonely back these days and for some reason she always had an urge to protect him. Perhaps it was because she remembered that when she first came to the town she was also a dark-skinned, clumsy girl who ran into obstacles everywhere and no one wanted to take her in until she met the teacher in this store. That day she had a full meal for the first time, and that white bread was the first time she had eaten since she could remember. She still can't forget the taste until now.

The young man stretched out his left hand from his robe. He was wearing a very thick glove. Just the small action of taking off the glove instantly made beads of sweat on his forehead and frowned. The young man's hands were very white, and his fingers were slender, which made the girl stunned. He was probably a young nobleman whose family had fallen on hard times. He had never done any rough or strenuous work, and it was unknown whether he could complete the carving of the formation diagram.

The girl drew very slowly, and while she was drawing she patiently explained the precautions to the boy. It was not until the teacher came out yawning that the boy finished drawing the first stroke of the array. It was crooked, just like a worm crawling by, and the girl was speechless.

At this time, the teacher saw the young man, especially his slender fingers, and said, "Just follow Xiaowan to learn for the first month. If you still cannot fully portray the fireball technique after a month, then leave. You can see that it is enough to support Xiaowan. If you have one more, I will really go bankrupt." After saying that, the white-haired old man left.

Xiao Wan smiled at Xing Luo sheepishly: "I'm a bit stupid. After three years, I'm still only a distar alchemist. But don't be fooled by what the teacher says. I'll talk to the teacher in a month, and maybe you can stay."

The boy blinked at the girl and thanked her expressionlessly. After the girl left, the boy worked silently there until late at night. Even when he ate, he brought the white bread to him in a small bowl. The old man, who was called the teacher, had actually been paying attention to the boy with his mental power. Seeing his focused expression and perseverance, he was quite impressed. However, when he saw the magic circle drawn by him, this approval disappeared immediately. Even if it was the left hand, it shouldn't be drawn like this. Not a single line was correct, and it was crooked and impossible to tell what it meant.

After the girl finished learning from the old man every day, she would teach the boy how to draw straight lines and how to draw beautiful arcs, but the boy did not seem to make any progress, except that he spent a lot more time drawing the formation diagram every day.

In this way, the boy became more and more focused day by day, and even seemed to have given up sleeping time. Although the old man saw the array diagrams drawn by the boy as still like children's graffiti, he gradually lost his initial rejection and instead had a touch of appreciation. Even if one has no magic power, even if one has no magical talent, if a person has perseverance and concentration, he will achieve something in everything he does. What's more, all he needs to draw a magic array is mental power, which everyone has, even non-human animals have some. It's just that the amount of mental power determines the complexity of drawing the array.

However, seeing that the other party had been staying up for several nights in a row, there seemed to be no other effects except a pair of dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that his mental strength should not be too bad. The old man coughed that day, and the young man was still concentrating on his drawing, which was not much better than a bug crawling on it.

The old man found that the other party did not respond, and he coughed a few more times in desperation. Seeing that the other party still did not respond, he could not help but feel a little embarrassed. Xiaowan noticed the teacher's behavior at this time, and hurried over and patted the boy's shoulder. The boy's shoulders shrank, and sweat instantly stayed on his forehead. Without turning his head, he said: "Put it there, I will go eat it when I finish painting."

This is the conversation between the boy and the girl every day. Although it is not much, it has become a habit. Recently, the boy's conversation has become more and more fluent, but his voice is clear and tender, just like a child. The teacher was speechless, but he did not disturb the boy anymore. Instead, he watched the boy carving the magic circle. Until the boy finally finished, the sweat on his head had long dried up. He put on heavy gloves. When he turned around, he found that the old man and the girl were staring at him. He asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Aren't you going to eat?"

The boy subconsciously pawed at the table and found it empty. He looked up at the magic clock and found that it was not dinner time. He felt a little embarrassed and looked at the old man and said sheepishly: "Sorry, I was too focused just now."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I'll help you test your mental strength, and then you can continue."