Afterward, I left the bookstore with several books that I had purchased. There were so many newly released books that it took me a long time to decide which ones to buy, but with Arwenâs help, I was able to shorten the time a bit. However, she only provided information on whether the book had depth and was suitable for someone knowledgeable like me, without giving her own subjective evaluation.
âBy the way, all the books seem to be related to history. Do you like history?â
Arwen asked me as we walked down the street after leaving the bookstore. She seemed a bit puzzled that I had only chosen history books.
In response, I raised the paper bag that I held in my right hand, which contained the books I had purchased.
âItâs interesting. Itâs fascinating that such events happened in the past.â
âWell, as you say, the past can be intriguing. Even I wonder if such events really happened. Moreover, the fact that the past influences the present and the future is of great interest.â
âDo you like history, Arwen? I mean, not just the history of elves, but that of other races as well?â
Elves tend to place great importance on their own history and traditions, but itâs a story that was only until the outbreak of the race wars. Until then, elves had almost no interest in other races.
However, there was one exception, and that was the demons. As descendants of angels, elves had to be cautious of the descendants of demons, and there were hidden conflicts between them, as recorded in the books.
But since the power of the two sides was similar, there was no direct military conflict. If there had been, one of the races would have been at risk of being wiped out, and as an elf, Arwen had no choice but to remain a spectator.
âOf course. Especially with humans like you, I have a deep curiosity. Despite their short lifespan, humans have achieved remarkable growth. Even magic was something that only the chosen ones could use during the race wars, but now it is widely available to the upper class. And in time, magic will become a power that even commoners can use easily.â
âThat will take a long time.â
âHmmâŠâ
After hearing my curt response, Arwen stared at me intently. After pondering for a while, she turned her head forward and spoke her mind.
âIt will indeed take a long time for your words to come true. However, humans possess infinite potential, and even we elves cannot deny that. Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, magic may spread to the general public. Xenonâs Biography appeared in the world suddenly too. Do you know how the perception of the demons has changed?â
âWell, this world is full of unpredictable things.â
I listened to Arwenâs explanation and smirked. Even as the author of the Xenonâs Biography, I never thought it would turn out like this. What a cruel world.
One might think that magic is a privilege allowed only for the upper class, but upon closer examination, it is a naturally ingrained phenomenon.
Unlike the nobility who receive advanced education from a young age, commoners can only acquire power through their own efforts, and even accessing magic differs.
Occasionally, commoners may display the potential to become a wizard, but it is a truly rare occurrence. Moreover, because it is such an exceptional talent, the country focuses on caring for them.
In other words, if the accessibility issue is resolved, magic means that even commoners can use it easily.
Elves and demons may have a natural advantage in magic, but it may be due to the overwhelming accessibility.
âBy the way, itâs true that the elves look down on humans, right? You and the elves Iâve met so far donât seem to have that tendency.â
Thinking deeply about magic, I suddenly had a question for Arwen.
Whether it was Cindy or Elena, the elves I met didnât seem to regard humans as inferior. On the contrary, Elena is evaluating me as a recommended student, and the same goes for Cindy.
âThatâs just prejudice. Just like how humans see elves differently, we also look at humans with various perspectives. However, most of the elves who experienced the race war still look down on humans.â
âWhy? If they went through such humiliation, their thoughts should have changed.â
âThe reason is simple. The reason why we lost the race war was because of our own mistakes, not because humans were superior. Itâs truly a ridiculous situation.â
â⊠âŠâ
I feel like my tongue is tied due to the elf-like thinking. Iâve heard that there is a serious conflict between generations among the elves, and I think I know why.
Still, itâs a relief that the younger elves have a positive view of humans.
âThatâs why we ended up making a lake instead of digging a well with all our futile effortsâŠâ
The problem is the same everywhere. Arwen seems to dislike them so much that he cringes, his face contorted.
To ease Arwenâs discomfort and relieve my boredom, I wandered around the streets. As expected of a festival, there were various vendors, and there was even food to be found.
As the son of a lord, I canât lose face by not being able to buy food for the chance encounter I had.
âArwen, is there anything you want to eat? Iâll buy it for you.â
âThat, thereâs no need. I already ate before I came here.â
âEating and satisfying your bored mouth are different things. You didnât fill your stomach with candy, did you?â
âIâm really okayâŠâ
Arwen responded to me with a slight irritation.
âIsnât it uncomfortable for me to inconvenience you? Sometimes I did look at some stalls, but I didnât really care about it.â
âWeâre meeting like this because itâs fate, so I should at least buy some food. And as a noblemanâs son, this is the least I can do.â
âWell then, I wonât refuse. But thereâs one conditionâŠâ
âWhat condition?â
Arwen kept looking at someone next to me and hesitated. I looked where her gray eyes were pointing, but I couldnât see or feel anything in the empty space. I was starting to wonder when she suddenly said.
âBuy two.â
âWhat?â
âIf youâre buying, buy two each. I want to eat one right away, and savor the other one slowly.â
âYouâre not going to eat both right away?â
âWell, I might want it later. Itâs for the future.â
Arwen was surprised by her own unique idea when I asked her about it. People have different thoughts, but it was strange even considering that.
I looked at her hesitatingly and eventually agreed. Arwenâs face showed some relief as a result.
âDoes she have another companion with her?â
If itâs not that, thereâs no need to buy two. I think theyâre probably planning to meet up later.
Next, I bought three strawberry candies from a nearby street vendor. The original name is Tanghulu, a snack that skewers fruits and coats them with sugar, malt syrup, and other syrups before letting them freeze. It has a very sweet taste and the natural taste of the fruit is also mixed in. Surprisingly, it has a long history and is one of the foods that come to mind when you think of festivals.
âHere you go, sir. Enjoy.â
âThank you.â
âIt looks delicious.â
When I received three strawberry candies, Arwenâs eyes shone like a childâs. I paid the vendor and handed Arwen two of the candies.
Arwen held one candy in each hand and looked at them with a look that made her want to eat them. She looked like a child who couldnât wait to eat.
âYou havenât had fruit candy before?â
âNo, itâs not that. Itâs one of my favorite foods.â
âWell, donât bite it too hard. Youâll break your teeth.â
â⊠You keep treating me like a child. As I said before, Iâm over ten times older than you.â
Arwen pouted with inflated cheeks, as if she didnât like being treated like a child. But that only made her seem more like a child.
I wanted to pat her head as if to comfort her, but I barely managed to restrain myself. Instead, I just smiled at her as if she were cute. Arwen looked at me with her chubby face for a moment before turning her head with a huff. Then, suddenly, she threw the strawberry candy that she had been holding in her left hand into the air, as if to show off.
Just as I was taken aback by her behavior, something happened that made me doubt my own eyes.
-Pop!
The strawberry candy that Arwen had thrown into the air disappeared in the blink of an eye. There was no sign of it ever being there in the first place.
Seeing my surprise at what had just happened, Arwen explained it in a nonchalant tone.
âItâs storage magic. I put it in a space I made using teleportation.â
âStorage magic?â
âHumans call it a subspace.â
Arwen mentioned the embodiment of storage magic that always appears in fantasy magic, subspace. Although Arwen spoke of it as if it were not that difficult, it was possible for her because she was an elf. It was one of the most difficult magics for humans.
If subspace was a tool prepared for elves to make pockets by sewing, humans had to start from scratch. As a result, subspace was highly practical, but very difficult.
Since it was my first time seeing magic in action, I looked at her with curiosity. Even though it looked difficult, elves still looked like elves.
âCan you take it out again?â
âUh, yes?â
âYou stored it, so you can take it out again, right?â
âWell, itâs just thatâŠâ
Arwen was greatly taken aback by my question. No, she was beyond taken aback; she looked bewildered.
When she saw my puzzled expression, she hesitated for a moment before answering urgently.
âI, I need some time!â
âYou need time?â
âYes. Just because an elf has a talent for magic doesnât mean they can use it recklessly. Especially with spatial magic.â
Is it like a cooldown? I donât know anything about magic, so I just shrugged it off.
Besides, since she seemed to have a reason, pretending not to know anything might be a good way to go.
âOkay. Still, itâs amazing. Itâs my first time seeing magic with my own eyes.â
âIf you want, I can show you a simple spell.â
âLike what?â
Swoosh-
Instead of answering, Arwen demonstrated with action. She neatly gathered both her hands together, and then blue water droplets floated up above them.
I couldnât help but be amazed as the clear, beautiful droplets floated up from her delicate hands. I had only heard about magic before, so it was even more impressive to see it with my own eyes.
Arwen smiled contentedly as she opened her mouth wide and focused, moving her index finger gracefully. The water droplets moved smoothly towards where her finger was pointing.
âYou treated me like a child earlier, and now you seem like an even younger child.â
Arwen teased, popping the water droplets like bubbles. It seemed like revenge for being treated like a child until now.
But I didnât deny it and just nodded my head. It felt like the first time I saw a big soap bubble when I was a child.
Thereâs something charming about magic that makes men feel young at heart. Even if itâs just a low level of skill, magic is still magic.
âCan you show me more than this?â
âOf course. ThenâŠâ
âIsaac?â
A seductive voice cut through Arwenâs preparation for the next spell. It was a very familiar voice to me.
I turned my head back to see none other than Cecily, who seemed to have just finished a private conversation. I couldnât see where Marie had gone.
âOh, Cecily Noona, youâre here? What about Marie?â
âMarie will be here soon. ButâŠâ
As soon as Cecily and I met eyes for the first time, she looked at Arwen next to me. For a moment, her pupils dilated in her red eyes.
Then Cecily smiled brightly and asked kindly.
âWho are these people?â
â⊠âŠâ
At the same time as her question, an inexplicable chill ran through my body.
Translators note:
Ugh, I forgot to change the font color last chapter. fixed now