Spare air conditioner
‘The wizard of the white tower?’
Nova looked up and down at the man who introduced himself as a professor-level wizard of the White Tower. No matter how old he looked, he was clearly in his thirties, but his speech and actions were those of an old man in his fifties.
‘You came in without telling me.’
Baron Fullfoot nodded with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, perhaps thinking similar thoughts.
Nova also knew some stories about the White Tower.
Among the five magic towers, this is the one with the highest level of academic enthusiasm and is home to relatively normal magicians. As one of the prince’s teachers, it also has connections to the royal family.
“It is a loss to the empire that Vivian Youngae, beloved of Mana, does not learn magic.”
When the man said, ‘The one who is loved by Mana’, Baron Fullfoot coughed loudly.
‘You were hiding it.’
Nova nodded at the Baron’s response, mulling over the words he had just heard.
“If Youngae, who is loved by Mana, learns magic, she will be able to overcome the wall and will surely make a great mark on the history of the empire.”
“Ahem. What kind of magic is that?”
Baron Fullfoot shook his head, a rare expression of discomfort on his face.
There was a very small difference between a wizard and a witch, and there was no clear distinction. If it was the Cassadic family, there wouldn’t be any problem, but if another nobleman were to find fault with him, things would definitely get very troublesome.
“The Swallows of the White Tower will acknowledge her as an external disciple of the White Tower.”
‘Outside disciple!’
Nova was startled by the words coming out of the man’s mouth.
At the peak of the closed group, the Matap, it was rare for outside disciples to be accepted. Most of the time, only those who passed the strict criteria were accepted, and they were only allowed to operate within the group…
Seeing that he was suggesting an external disciple in such a place, it seemed that the man’s position within the Tower was not at all low. Also, Vivian’s talent seemed to be higher than Nova thought.
Despite such a radical proposal, Baron Fullfoot remained indifferent.
If Vivian could really become an excellent magician, it was clear that she could be used for greater gain than simply being used as a political marriage for the sake of friendship.
He could be a good choice for both Cassidy and Vivian.
However, Baron Fullfoot’s reaction was not good.
He was also a stubborn man, so when he saw that kind of reaction, he would not change his mind easily, so Nova gave up on the inside.
at that time.
“That’s nonsense! You’re a woman who has already decided who you’re going to marry! What kind of magic is that! Are you planning to brand me a witch and burn me to death!!”
Geralt made a loud noise, spittle flying from his mouth.
Then, Baron Fullfoot, who had been making a sullen expression, suddenly got up and looked back at Nova with wide eyes.
“Nova, what do you think!”
At Fullfoot’s sudden question, Nova swallowed hard, collected her thoughts, and opened her mouth.
The answer was, of course, yes.
***
Knock knock.
Grab the sword.
Say hello to the abbot.
I woke up Choco, who seemed to have just fallen asleep, and brought him out. Choco followed me without saying anything.
Relax.
And exercise.
They started a duel similar to that between Choco and the discus.
Phew-.
Choco rolled on the floor with a cheerful sound.
“I’m holding out a bit today.”
I said, wiping the sweat from my neck with the back of my hand.
Judging from the fact that he held out a few more moves than yesterday, it seemed like he was quickly regaining his senses.
“The original path is the easiest.”
Although Choco said something cool that didn’t suit him, he was lying down and turning over on his stomach, so it was far from cool.
“Divine power can heal wounds and scars, but it cannot resolve what has accumulated in the body. If you overwork yourself every day, your body will not be strong enough.”
The abbot gave a long lecture instead of a prayer.
“It’s okay. Normally, guys like us would run away with our necks faster than our bodies.”
Choco winked as if he wanted sympathy, but I lightly ignored him.
“Because I’m going to live a long life.”
“Hmm… I guess there are a lot of people out there who are after your neck.”
I laughed bitterly at Choco’s words that followed.
“The sorrow of a handsome man.”
“Come to think of it, why is your face so smashed up? Of course, it’s better than that unlucky table before.”
‘You’re going to destroy someone just by looking at their face…’
“It got scratched here and there.”
He answered with a small click of his tongue.
“I see.”
“yes.”
Choco didn’t ask any more questions and I didn’t say anything more.
“···May the warm sun be with you in your future.”
The abbot, with a somewhat tired expression on his face, muttered softly and walked away.
Then the refrigerator and washing machine came.
Vermunt patted the refrigerator’s head again.
“Hmm. You’re still crying. Even as Aaron’s daughter, this isn’t possible.”
Vermunt nodded, his fingers reddening.
After doing a quick laundry and cooling off with a cold beer, I went inside and sat at a table.
As I was eating the meat bread that Hannah handed me, she sat down next to me.
Then, with a determined and serious expression, he leaned towards me and seemed to be rubbing me hard.
It was a shame for both me and Hannah, but it was a shoulder pad.
After working out, taking Choco for a walk, and filling my stomach, it was time to go to work.
The scent of dawn mixed with the pleasant smell of sewage greeted me.
I ordered a few passersby to clear away the lumps of dirt and headed to headquarters.
As I entered the headquarters, Kel was yawning deeply and blinking his eyes.
“Captain, are you here?”
“okay.”
I sat down next to him and kicked off my boots with my feet. Then I took out something damp and rubbed my feet in it.
“Captain, Brick couldn’t wake up yesterday.”
“Really? You weakling.”
“Isn’t it the captain’s fault for hitting too hard?”
“I just tapped it lightly. Tapped it like this!”
“Ahhhh!!”
I laughed out loud as I saw Kel sitting up with his face covered. The guy frowned and muttered something.
Since it would have been useless for a guy who wasn’t even a wizard to babble, I laughed even louder.
I forcibly put my arm around Kel’s shoulder and shook him, who was very upset.
Then Kel’s expression suddenly loosened.
Kel and I headed to the captain’s room.
“Uh, Captain Aaron. Captain Aaron, whom I trust. Is that… brown Aaron okay? It’s similar to you, but the color is different, so it looks a little strange…”
The captain asked with a voice full of uneasiness, adding a note of racism.
“Yes, even though the child is a bit ignorant, he has a clear sense of responsibility.”
Of course, the responsibility I’m talking about is the kind of responsibility where you personally bury your own team members in case an unfortunate accident happens to them by mistake.
However, I didn’t say anything because I thought the captain wouldn’t like it.
“Umm··· That’s what Captain Aaron said···.”
The captain nodded with a displeased expression.
“Anyway, you did a good job at work today. Oh, right. You know that tomorrow is your turn for the 4th team to patrol the village, right?”
‘It’s already like that.’
The outer wall guards patrolled the surrounding villages in rotation every month. There were six groups, so the cycle was half a year.
“Since two out of three villages have disappeared due to recent events, we should just stop by one. It’s not a good story, but… Anyway, the- Jones’ village.”
After that, the captain said some things, but I just ignored them and went outside.
“It’s surprising that there’s even one left. I thought they were all dead.”
“One is in the opposite direction.”
“ah-.”
Kel nodded.
Since today’s work was patrol, I first grabbed a beer mug, which is an essential item for patrol.
It was similar to office workers taking out coffee on their way to work.
The beer was lukewarm, which was annoying, but it was better than nothing. Suddenly, I remembered what I had asked Jackson for. There was more than enough time left to get it.
“Kel, stay on patrol.”
“Yes? Where are you going?”
“Go get the workbook.”
“What is a workbook?”
Ignoring Kel’s question, I headed to the furthest corner of District 6 where Jackson was.
As expected, the middle-aged man wearing light armor I had seen before was standing guard.
The man seemed to be using twin swords, with two swords stuck on either side of his waist, and the length of the right sword was strangely long.
As I approached him, thinking back to him, the man who saw me crumpled his face and put a message inside.
“Come in.”
Jackson’s deep voice gave permission and the man stepped aside. He tapped the handle of his sword and glared.
It seemed to be the man’s way of greeting, so I tapped the handle of my sword and glared, and the man frowned.
“I said fuck you.”
As I passed by, tapping the man on the shoulder, the man tried to slap my hand away as if he was having a fit. Of course, I had already slapped his hand away before, so his hand just slapped the air.
‘That’s pretty fast.’
I went inside, keeping an eye on the reaction speed.
The room was filled with smoke as before.
I felt like my lungs were getting sick for no reason, so I pushed the smoke away with my hand.
“You came at a good time.”
“Thank goodness. It took longer than I thought. Maybe I’m getting old?”
“···You can’t just get a magic book by searching for it. I was able to get it because I was here. If it was someone else, I would have gotten it in a remote place like this···.”
“Yeah, yeah. It’s Jackson after all.”
“Phew-.”
“You need to hold your breath a little longer than that.”
Jackson gave me the exact instructions for trying Lamaze breathing. Jackson squinted his eyes and made a cracking sound with his fist.
“Be careful, Jackson. When you get older, your bones will hurt if you do that.”
“You really are like me when I was younger.”
Jackson unclenched his fists and sat back in his chair.
I laughed a little as I watched Jackson slyly wave his hand away.
“I don’t think that’s a compliment.”
“Okay. Take this.”
Jackson, smoking his pipe, pointed to the side. There was a thick book on a round desk next to him.
‘···Baru Hyosunt’s Introduction to Magic?’
It was a book that naturally gave off feelings of rejection just from the name.
“Um… Jackson, is this really a magic book?”
“You’re ignorant. Aren’t you planning to give it to that kid you’re with? This book of spells is the best for a slacker wizard with no foundation.”
Jackson spoke with a smug expression, as if he was repeating exactly what he had heard from someone.
“I see. How much is it?”
In response to my question, Jackson made a ‘ugh’ sound as if he was taking a dump, then sighed softly and opened his mouth.
“Just take it. You saved that guy’s life last time, right? Think of it as the price you paid. Tsk, you idiot. I wonder who you take after···.”
It seemed like he was talking about catching the troubleshooter who had set Scar on fire. It was an unexpected harvest, considering he had expected at least five gold coins for the price of the magic book.
‘Should I take that scarecrow with me?’
He’s so big that he won’t die easily, and if you save him in an emergency, he’ll spit out the magic book…
As I was thinking such hopeless thoughts, Jackson frowned as if his heart was in pain.
“But Scar is cheaper than I thought.”
I threw a word at him lightly.
“···what?”
“He’s the only son of the famous Jackson, and his life is worth nothing more than a magic book… If anyone saw him, they’d think he was getting a discount.”
It was a joke, but Jackson’s face crumpled.
“How hard is it to get a magic book… You thief on a day like this.”
“No, I was just curious.”
“That son of a bitch.”
Jackson muttered curses as if spitting them out, took something out of his bosom and threw it.
He quickly caught it as if he had thrown it with sincerity and shook it as if he was playing with it.
Then Jackson’s face, barely visible because it was covered by the fur, turned red as if it was going to burst.
What Jackson threw was a black piece shaped like a tree. When I touched it, I could tell it was made of wood.
‘Carving wood to make a wood sculpture… What bad taste.’
It was a worthless object, unlike Jackson’s face, which was full of regret as if he had given away his underwear.
“Aren’t you past the age where you can carry around something like this? Even if you give it to me, I wouldn’t take it···.”
“It’s a piece that will bring you good luck if you have it. If you don’t need it, just give it back.”
‘Anyway, those medieval guys blindly believe in superstitions…’
Tsk. I clicked my tongue and carefully collected the piece of wood.
“Tch, you ignorant bastard.”
Jackson clicked his tongue out loud.
“Thank you. Don’t worry about Scar, I’ll take good care of him.”
“How old is that guy… How can he take care of him?”
Jackson’s mound of whiskers rose slightly, presumably where his mouth would be.
“And if there’s anything related to magic, please help me. I have plenty of money. Or you could help me save that guy Scar.”
“No, don’t save me next time. If he’s a man, he should take care of his own life. If he lives with the help of others, he’ll just end up being trash.”
I stared at Jackson for a moment at his firm answer.
Jackson’s thick eyebrows, half of which were covering his eyes, trembled.
“Do you feel bad about it? Give it back to me?”
“Ahem… If you’re done with your business, then go.”
As I playfully shook the piece of wood, Jackson closed his eyes and put his pipe in his mouth.
‘People should live well after all.’
I nodded at the reward for my good deed and went outside.
I sat around and tried to read the spellbook briefly before giving it to the refrigerator, but it was so hot that I couldn’t concentrate.
‘That would be nice.’
I walked, thinking of the study cafe in Cassady Castle, which was quiet and cool, perfect for reading a book.
***
‘He’s my closest confidant, but he doesn’t know anything.’
Razbeth scratched his head nervously and muttered quietly.
If you look closely, Berman has a decent appearance and a gentlemanly personality, so it wouldn’t be bad to hang out with him, but despite being Aaron’s closest aide, I didn’t know anything about his past.
‘Gladiator? Barbarian?’
All that came out of Berman’s mouth were tall tales, extensions of what he had heard from the villagers.
‘And who is the greatest womanizer?’
It was a ridiculous story, but when I thought about the face in the picture, it seemed like it could be true.
‘But it’s been a bit quiet recently…’
At that moment, Razbeth’s hands shook slightly with a tingling feeling that felt like a lie.
“Oh my. It’s been a while.”
Again, Razbeth forced a smile as he looked at the man sitting across from him.
‘Why did you come? Did you get caught? Do you know that I approached Berman?’
Looking at the man’s thick scar, Razbeth’s head spun.
‘No, there’s no way I would have been caught. Or was it because I contacted the other side···?’
The man stared at Razbeth with his characteristically deep eyes without saying anything else.
Razbeth, who had something to say, felt a chill on his neck at the sight and scratched it with his fingernail.
The moment Razbet, unable to bear the silent pressure that followed, was about to open his mouth, the man’s low voice was heard.
“Do you know anything about magic?”
“···yes?”
“I got this book and I was wondering if a dwarf wizard could learn it.”
The man placed a thick book on the table.
Razbeth squinted his eyes and studied the book to figure out the man’s intentions.
‘Baru Hyosunt’s Introduction to Magic? It’s just an introductory book to magic.’
Razbeth opened the book and quickly scanned its contents.
It was a decent introduction. Razbeth racked his brain trying to figure out why the man had shown him this, and then he answered the man’s question.
“Yes. It’s a well-organized book, so it’s quite popular among introductory books. It might be a bit difficult to study on your own, but that’s how magic is.”
“I see.”
The man nodded slightly, took the magic book back, and began to read it slowly.
After that, the man didn’t say anything and just read the magic book carefully.
However, Razbeth, who faced him head-on, felt as if he was being crushed by the large forelegs of a beast.
I don’t know why the man was suddenly reading a magic book here, but it was clear that there was a reason why he was pressuring me like this.
The man’s silence was heavier than the others’ shouts, so Razbeth, who could not stand him, opened his mouth.
“I heard that there has been some suspicious activity in the company. The destination is not yet clear, but it is believed to be Cassidy Castle.”
hmm···.
The man, who still hadn’t taken his eyes off the magic book, just let out a small sound.
Razbet swallowed hard at the man’s reaction, which seemed to indicate that he had already known, and continued speaking. He had to somehow feed this beast enough meat to satisfy it.
“I heard that the three-way battle in Karzan City is coming to an end, and also… a showdown between two knights who were enemies at Bolt Castle is scheduled… The stupid lord of Blant Castle has raised the tax rate again, so the residents who can’t stand it are expected to leave… and also…”
Razbeth quickly spouted out information about the surroundings of the Castle of Cassidy. Some of it was valuable information.
How much time has passed?
As Razbeth was chewing his lips, wondering what else to bring out, the man closed the book of spells.
“Do you have any information about magic?”
“yes yes.”
Razbeth, who wanted to get rid of the man as quickly as possible, took out envelopes containing information related to magic from his bag and handed them to the man along with a piece of paper with instructions on how to interpret them.
“It’s 1 gold.”
“It’s cheap.”
The man threw two gold coins as before, and Razbeth caught them with a light wave of his hand.
‘It broke again.’
When I raised my head again, the man was gone.
‘He’s a guy who really knows how to pressure people.’
And the methods were becoming more and more vicious.
Razbeth looked at the place where the man had been sitting until just now and touched his cold hand.
And as expected, I looked at the empty wall and let out a small sigh.
It would be bad if rumors spread that the wall of the Information Guild had been broken again, so it was a good idea to call people.
‘There’s no way I could have been demoted…’
Razbeth, who had been looking at him in vain, squatted down and began picking up the stone chips.
***
‘I said it’s good because it’s cool.’
As expected of an information guild, the atmosphere was perfect for reading books. It was cool and quiet, and the smell of paper filled the air – it felt like a medieval study cafe.
I skimmed through the magic book, and although I clearly knew the letters, it was difficult to understand. It was the first time in a long time that I had encountered a strong opponent since college math (1).
But I thought it would be too much if I gave up right after opening it, so I held back my yawn and held on for a bit before getting up.
The friendly study cafe owner gave me various information as background music, so I was able to kill some time listening to him.
There was some useful information about the conference trends, but there was something else that was more important.
‘I think there’s also a wind series.’
I glanced through the magic book and saw the word ‘wind’ written on it, so I felt excited because it seemed like I could finally install an air conditioner.
It was in front of Hannah’s bar that I found Kel.
Kel was constantly grumbling and shaking his beer glass, but upon closer inspection, he noticed that there was no ice in it at all.
I had just finished patrolling Districts 5, 6, and 7, stopping by Jackson’s Information Guild, so I clicked my tongue at Kel, who was acting like a slacker.
Unlike Kel, I worked hard so I sat down to rest for a bit.
“Oh, the leader is here.”
“okay.”
“What is that, Commander?”
Kel asked, pointing to the magic book in my hand.
So I opened the magic book for no reason and pretended to read it diligently. I only read two sentences, but I fell asleep.
“Chief…? Why are you like that? You scare people. Just be your usual ignorant chief….”
Kel hung on to me with a terrified voice as if I had been possessed by a demon. I closed the spellbook because I felt like I would faint if I read any further.
“This is reading. It is the study of the mind. It is different from you ignorant people.”
“Yes, we don’t think we are the same as the leader.”
Kel’s answer was strangely irritating, so I narrowed my eyes. Kel coughed and turned his head away.
At that moment, Kanna came out holding a large beer mug. The beer mug was filled with shaved ice. It was so high that it looked more like shaved ice than beer.
“No, I didn’t make it for you···.”
I raised my beer glass and raised the corners of my mouth at Kel’s grumbling, which was in a state of injustice. Then the refrigerator standing next to me also raised the corners of its mouth at Kel.
“Ha… Really… What is this.”
Kel muttered in disbelief.
“Oh, you came at a good time. This is a gift.”
I gave the heavy magic book that was too heavy to carry around to the refrigerator that will soon become an air conditioner.
“···?”
The spare air conditioner who had received the magic book quickly looked back and forth between the magic book and me with trembling eyes.
“It’s a salary.”
Since I had nothing to say, I just mumbled something and the spare air conditioner shut his mouth and trembled.
“Thank you···.”
The spare air conditioner, which had been mumbling in a very small, trembling voice, creaked as if it were broken and disappeared into the inn.
‘What did I do wrong?’
When I scratched my cheek wondering what mistake I made…
Yaaaaaaaaaa!!
Inside, there was a joyful cheer and the sound of something jumping around.
“Just be happy in front. Why did you have to go to the back… Isn’t that kid a bit weird?”
I smacked Kel on the head for gossiping about the spare air conditioner that would take care of my summer.
As I was enjoying a brief moment of relaxation from my busy schedule, some guys I had never seen before came running up to me from afar.
Judging by their dirty expressions, they were clearly people who ate rice balls.
“what?”
Kel stood up from his seat, blocked my path, and grabbed the handle of his sword.
‘It’s sloppy.’
I clicked my tongue at Kel’s back.
“A large body, a scar on your face, a fierce expression… Are you Aaron?”
One of them asked in an unusually polite manner.
“Captain, these guys are looking for Captain?”
I’m sure he heard me too, but Kel turned his head and asked me again, because it made him look even more angry.
I tried to cross my legs, but the armor was too thick to cross properly. I could barely cross my ankles and open my mouth.
“what?”
“This is a message from Dante of ‘The Lone Wolf’!”
A guy with unusually thick eyebrows suddenly got down on his knees and handed me a large box. He looked up at me, and his eyes were filled with fear and awe.
‘···Who is Dante?’
After thinking for a moment, he nodded, remembering that he was the new leader of the ‘Lone Wolf’.
He took the box and looked through its contents. There were a few pieces of paper, a neatly wrapped envelope, and a large pouch.
I checked the most important pockets first.
It was filled with beautiful gold coins.
There were probably about 10.
’10 gold coins in the moon? The goose that lays golden eggs… No, that’s a gangster.’
It was a huge amount of money, considering that the monthly salary of a knight called a semi-noble was 5 gold coins.
‘I should go to AS in Karzan sometime.’
I had no intention of stopping by again, but if I could afford to pay this much in gold, I would be willing to stop by every month and water it like a cactus.
‘My wallet keeps getting fatter.’
There were more than one or two things pressed firmly into the armor. Feeling a sense of gratification for no reason, he took the pouch containing the gold coins and unfolded the remaining scraps of paper.
It was a letter written in crooked handwriting.
‘This is Dante. What’s going on with Karzan these days…’
It was a story about the current situation in Karzan and the lone wolf.
The situation was a bit precarious because all of the Lone Wolf’s executives had to resign due to an unfortunate accident, but he brought in useful people from other organizations that he had been lining up with to fill in for him – he pretended not to, but it was a boast about his own abilities.
‘It was definitely a useful one.’
At the end of the letter, it said, ‘Everything is going well. As business stabilizes, the amount of money you send will increase, so don’t worry. I was just worried that you might be visiting Karzan…’
‘You want me to come.’
He nodded and tore the paper into pieces before putting it back in the wooden box. Inside the wooden box was another fancy-looking envelope, which he opened to find it was a letter from Shawn.
‘How are you! Aaron! I am Shone, a second-class manager! Thanks to the gift Aaron gave me…’
The letters told stories of how he had beaten up guys who had looked down on him, and how he had really punched up the cocky bastards in the face.
However, the content was so adventurous that I was confused as to whether he had become a second-class manager or a mercenary.
‘Was the child always like this?’
The handwriting was strangely stiff and the letters were large, as if he had written it with force. It felt uneasy because the gentle-mannered guy seemed to have changed his personality, but I smiled at the word ‘orange’ written at the end.
“It is an honor to meet you, Aaron, the revolutionary of Karzan!”
“What is that crazy guy talking about?”
I quickly silenced the boy who was speaking with such excitement by hitting him with my fist.
‘A revolutionary.’
I don’t know why he was given that nickname, considering he was just a few heads cut off, but he was considered very dangerous in the Empire, like a witch.
“···Chief. Are you now demanding from the Karzan guys because Cassadic isn’t enough?”
Kel, with a tired face, asked in a small voice.
“What a surprise. They brought it to me because they were grateful.”
“So why are the ‘lone wolves’ so grateful to the leader···”
I cut off Kel’s question with a wave of my hand.
“Kel, you stay here and play with these guys.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
“You guys stay here for a bit.”
“yes!”
I left Kel and the others behind and got up to borrow a pen and paper to reply.
‘Anyway, it’s uncomfortable.’
I clicked my tongue at the inadequate medieval facilities and headed to a study cafe where I could find a pen and paper.
When I arrived at the study cafe, I saw a woman giving breast massages crouching down next to the wall I had just drilled. I looked to see what she was doing and found that she had picked up a fallen rock and placed it in the hole.
‘What do you do with the money you receive…’
When I clicked my tongue at him, the woman looked up at me and opened her eyes wide.
The woman’s face quickly turned pale, and as if her legs had lost their strength, she fell backwards and trembled. She looked just like a bug that had been sprayed with insecticide.
I felt sorry for him for no reason, so this time I headed to the door. However, the door was locked, so I knocked on it-.
A woman with a look of bewilderment on her face opened the door.
The woman moved her mouth as if trying to say something, then lowered her head and moved to the side.
After asking for his understanding, I went inside.
I scribbled some words roughly on a piece of paper on the table.
‘You’re doing well. Keep up the good work.’
I wrote the core sentences of my life on two sheets of paper, folded them, and put them away.
As I approached the door, I saw a crouching woman, her hands fumbling with a hole in the wall.
“Instead of just stacking stones, you should spread some mud on it like this.”
I showed the woman, who seemed to not know how to build a wall, how to put stones on top of them and spread mud on top of them, and then headed back to the inn.
“Why··· Why on earth······.”
He muttered something behind me, but I couldn’t hear him clearly because he was far away. It sounded like he was saying something to thank me.
I headed back to the inn, gave them a letter, and sent them back.
“But Captain, if you go to Jones Village, shouldn’t you take something with you?”
“Just take a few of the idle cartmen with you.”
‘It’s Jonestown.’
He scratched his cheek and answered, hearing the name for the first time in a long time.
At that moment, I suddenly felt a cool breeze next to me.
When I turned my head to him, the spare air conditioner was reaching out to me, its mouth agape as if it was barely holding back tears, its eyes filled with tears. A cool breeze was blowing out of its small hand.
‘Already? How much time has it been since I handed you the magic book…’
Was he really a genius?
When you are enjoying the feeling that the stock you bought while drunk has hit the upper limit.
Thud thud-.
Little ice cubes knocked on me.
I squinted my eyes and saw tiny ice cubes sprinkled from the palm of the trembling spare air conditioner.
The wind was so strong that the ice, although small in size, kept hitting my face like a ball thrown with all its might.
‘Hailing air conditioner···.’
The ice was extremely hot, but the expression on Hail Air Conditioner’s face was so serious that I had no choice but to endure it.
Thud thud thud-
Thud thud thud-
The unexpected hail massage made me seriously think, ‘Isn’t it right to just live in the heat in the summer?’
***
The villages surrounding Cassadic Castle.
Runin, a boy from a village called ‘Jones Village’ after the village chief Jones, was looking up at an old man he was seeing for the first time.
He was so tall that he had to crane his neck to see his face. Lunin opened his mouth wide in admiration.
Even Hanson, who was called a giant because of his large size, seemed to have a hard time comparing himself to this old man.
“grandfather.”
“okay.”
“It’s really big.”
“Heh heh-.”
Lunin hung around the old man, as the old man’s presence reminded him of his dead grandfather and gave him comfort.
“Kid. Is this the right Cassadic?”
“No, this is Jonestown. Cassadick is a bit further.”
“Is this shabby village the Castle of Cassadic?” Lunin answered, chuckling at the stupid question.
“I see.”
Lunin tilted his head at the old man’s reaction, who seemed to have no regrets even though he had clearly told him that he had come to the wrong place.
However, as the old man tried to walk away, Lunin hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes.
“Why are you doing that?” “Let’s go to my house and eat together.”
The old man looked into the distance for a moment as if he was thinking about it.
Lunin tugged at the hem of his clothes again, feeling that the old man might leave just like that.
“Yeah, yeah. This must be fate.”
Only then did the old man look at Lunin and nod.
Lunin smiled broadly and led the old man home.
