At the same time, at the Adventurers Guild.
As the topic of the Loki Familia, Cain was currently doing something big.
"Seventy million Valis!"
"No! At least ninety million!"
"Give me some face, seventy-five million!"
"Even if Freya came today, it would still be ninety million! I said it!"
"Are you sure?"
"If you really call Freya over, then pretend I never said anything."
...
In the reception room, Cain and Royman sat on opposite sofas, spitting saliva everywhere.
After an unknown amount of time, Royman seemed unable to hold back any longer.
"Cain! This isn't a vegetable market, if you keep haggling, get out!"
"Tsk, can't you be more generous?"
"I lowered the price of the magic book(Grimoire) from one hundred and twenty million to ninety million! Isn't that generous enough?!"
A blue vein throbbed on Royman's forehead.
Early in the morning, as soon as he got up, he received news that Cain was visiting to buy a magic book.
Out of concern for Cain, he personally came to negotiate this matter with him.
The result was that the other party brazenly asked if the magic book (Grimoire) could be discounted right away. Unbelievable.
"Ninety million is the bottom line! If you can't afford the money, go buy it somewhere else!"
"Eighty-nine million Valis! For the sake of our cooperation, give me a little more discount!"
"...Fine, then eighty-nine million."
Royman sighed, as if he had lost all his strength and means.
He had already given a thirty million discount, so it wasn't worth arguing over this one million anymore.
Rather than continue haggling, he currently wanted to send this annoying fellow away more.
"Cain, you had better not disappoint me."
Pushing the heavy book on the table towards the opposite side, Royman reminded him.
"If you mess up, I will earn back the money you took from me."
"Don't worry, Royman."
"You won't have that chance."
Cain took the magic book (Grimoire) and pulled out a gold card from his chest, tossing it over.
"Hmm? Isn't this the Sword Princess's card?"
Royman took the gold card, and his expression instantly became strange.
To save the exchange of funds, the Adventurers Guild had issued a special savings card to the high-level adventurers of major Familias, used for holding money.
As the Guild Master, Royman was familiar with these specially made savings cards.
The gold-colored savings card in front of him, on which a sword and a clown pattern were drawn, was Ais's savings card.
"Cain, what is your relationship with the Sword Princess?"
"Currently, we are somewhat like master and disciple."
"You really have some skill, to actually make that Sword Princess agree to your request to become her disciple."
"You have it backward, Ais is the one who became my disciple."
"?"
A question mark slowly rose above Royman's head.
His gaze flickered back and forth between Cain's face and the savings card in his hand, and he was somewhat stunned.
So this wasn't something he got by being a kept man, but rather the discipleship fee he received as a master?
"There is 43.99 million Valis on that card. I will send the remaining money over later."
Cain ignored Royman's reaction and opened the magic book ( grimoire) right in front of him.
["Magic Teaching Even an Idiot Can Understand!"]
The first page of the newly opened (grimoire) magic book displayed a line of text dripping with mockery.
Following that were introductions to innate magic and acquired magic.
Scanning over the text, Cain looked at the tiny script between every line of text.
This kind of script was neither Divine Script nor the language of any demi-human race.
As Cain focused his gaze, these tiny characters emitted magical energy fluctuations, pulling Cain's consciousness into a mysterious space.
["Ask what you wish, and receive the answer."]
["If you desire knowledge, observe with your own eyes; the unblemished mirror is prepared here."]
A magnificent and grand voice sounded.
Simultaneously appearing was a figure constructed entirely of dense black script.
["Now, let us begin."]
The black figure opened its eyes and met the gaze of Cain standing on the other side.
["What is Magic?"]
"A powerful force capable of defeating enemies, a miraculous power capable of reversing time and life and death."
Cain looked at the figure, and deeply imprinted figures surged from his mind.
The petite nun who had recorded one hundred and three thousand magic books and released powerful magic with a wave of her hand.
The witch in the city surrounded by dragons who burned her lifespan to reverse the entire world by one minute.
The blue-haired goddess holding a staff, a simple smile on her face, who pulled the dead back to reality with a raise of her hand.
Scenes he had watched while catching up on anime in his past life transformed into answers flying toward the black figure.
Sensing this answer, the black figure issued the next inquiry.
["Why do you pursue magic?"]
"For power and peace."
The figures in Cain's mind disappeared, replaced by a massive city.
Born in a nation of peace, Cain understood the importance of peace more than anyone else.
But peace was not something one could have just by wishing for it.
Dignity only existed upon the edge of a sword; truth only existed within the range of a cannon's fire.
To obtain peace, one must have sufficient power to support it.
And in a world where gods existed, suppressing the entire world by oneself was no exaggeration.
The city covered by peace slowly dissipated, and a robust figure quietly appeared.
He stood upon the Blue planet, his back to the moon, raising both arms, a crazed smile on his face.
["How abstract."]
The black figure muttered a complaint.
Clearly pursuing peace, yet the most deeply imprinted memory was of the power that destroyed peace.
However...
"I want to see this!"
A pitch-black figure with the same appearance as Cain raised its right hand and gave a thumbs-up.
The next second, a dazzling light enveloped the entire world, and Cain's consciousness returned to reality.
In front of him, the magic book (grimoire) had somehow already been turned to the last page.
"You read that book incredibly fast."
From the sofa directly ahead, Royman, who had been observing the situation, let out a sigh of admiration.
The speed of awakening magic through a magic book (grimoire) is generally proportional to the speed of reading.
Royman had witnessed others using magic books (grimoires) several times before; most of them took half a day or so to complete the awakening.
Someone like Cain, whose arm turned into a blur, finishing an entire magic book (grimoire) in just a few minutes, was a first in Royman's memory.
"It shouldn't have failed, right?"
"Don't worry, it went smoothly."
Recalling the experience of just awakening his magic, a smile appeared on Cain's face.
"If nothing unexpected happened, I should have awakened a pretty great magic."
T/N- So before y'all chew me out, saying there is no such thing as special card or the magic awakening is diff. The author is adding his own elements to the story , so please go along with it. The story won't be exactly same as light novel.
Also the term, magic book and grimoire are same things, these terms are interchangeable, I'll be using what he author uses.
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