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Inquilinar's temper flared, and he couldn't easily calm down. He shot a glance at Beck and snapped, "What are you mumbling about now?!"
Beck, newly energized, replied, "I said! Lower your voice! The teacher can't hear a thing! You don't believe me? Look, as soon as I lowered my voice, you—"
Bang! Before he could finish his sentence, the back of his head received another slap from the mage.
This left Beck feeling frustrated and made Inquilinar feel helpless. How had he ended up with such an apprentice?
Their interaction drew praise from Danmaku, who admired their teacher-student relationship. Despite the slaps and complaints, Inquilinar felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
Over the years, he had considered finding an apprentice to pass on his legacy. However, it was challenging to find suitable candidates; those with awakened magical powers were rare, and finding someone with an innate affinity for fire was even more of a gamble.
In fact, Inquilinar had come across two red-haired boys with awakened magical abilities over the years, but their spirits were not strong enough, so he chose not to take them on as apprentices. For Inquilinar, nothing mattered more than having a heart that believed in magic.
Beck might lack in other areas, but his unwavering desire and determination towards magic were what pleased Inquilinar the most. He even looked forward to the envy and jealousy of his two old friends when he introduced Beck to them.
Ha! They would be so envious; they had no luck like Old Man when it came to taking on apprentices.
Perhaps nostalgia triggered a magical response because suddenly, Inquilinar's old friend Reiner appeared before him out of nowhere.
Beck was startled by the sudden appearance, literally jumping in shock; it seemed his jumping ability was quite impressive.
Inquilinar remained calm and took the opportunity to teach: "Kid, remember this; it's also a type of magic—mystical spatial magic for teleportation. When I think you're ready, you can try learning this technique."
As soon as Beck landed back on the ground, he couldn't contain himself and shouted excitedly, "Wow! There's such a magical spell! Teacher, I will work hard!"
"Wow, another one! With stunning purple hair—unbelievable! The more I look at this Old Xian, the more handsome he seems," someone commented.
"Bro in front, there's no doubt about it; you've been swayed. It's time to join in and let Beck take it easy," another added.
"How cool! Is anyone paying attention to that instant teleportation? Magic is truly convenient!"
Even though his ears were still ringing from the slap, Inquilinar couldn't let his old friend see any weakness. He endured the discomfort and proudly pointed at Beck with a beaming expression. "This is my apprentice, Beck."
Without further ado, the unwavering determination towards magic is no less than anyone else's, including yours and mine.
Let me introduce you to a friend of the teacher's, someone you often hear mentioned—the master of Thunder Magic, Reiner.
"Hello, Mr. Reiner!" Beck greeted politely, awkwardly placing his left hand on his right shoulder in a gesture of respect that the teacher had taught him just yesterday. His tone was somewhat elevated; after all, this man was his idol. Beck had always admired a mage who could easily slay magical beasts.
Reiner scratched his ear, feeling as if he had just endured a blast of soundwave magic. "Good to see you full of spirit. No wonder you're Inquilinar's apprentice."
What does that mean? Inquilinar felt something was off about his old friend's last remark.
Reiner usually wore a cheerful smile; if one didn't look at his hair, no one would suspect he was related to the irritable Lei Su. However, his expression turned serious now. "Inquilinar, can you help me?"
Seeing his old friend in such a state was rare for Inquilinar, and he immediately sensed that something particularly serious must have occurred. He straightened up and said, "Speak."
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