Chapter 15: Chapter 13: The meeting

I was reading some magic tomes while waiting for the meeting at the alchemist guild to begin.

As i had nothing more to do in my free time, reading magic tomes became my hobby in this world.

It was my only way to increase my knowledge in magic, as the mages in this city were far too arrogant to accept me as their disciple.

Now i was reading the [Nature control] magic tome, it was for some reason the only magic art that i couldn't master to a great extent.

Although i was able to use it a bit, it was a pretty lame control i had over nature.

I was barely able to make some small flowers move.

Every time i tried using it i felt that my body was lacking something.

It is commonly known between the mages that you need to have a connection with nature in order to be able to control it.

Maybe i lacked a more profound connection with nature?

Sigh... 

Only time will tell...

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I glanced at the clock on my wall.

2:44 PM

Well, seems like it was time for me to leave.

I got up and changed my clothes to ones that were appropriate for events like this.

After i finished changing, i glanced at my own reflection on the mirror.

I was wearing clothes that were similar in appearance to a blue tracksuit, and my blue slippers.

They said that i needed to wear elegant clothes during meetings like this...

Well then... behold, the peak of elegance, f*ckers...

 

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When i finally arrived at the meeting, i could hear a lot of unpleasant conversations about me, so i just ignored them, like i always do.

The only reason i come to meetings like this is because i like the food they serve, and of course, to do some business with the military.

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"Oh, Aspen, you finally arrived!" I heard a voice from behind me.

When i looked over, the person talking to me was Easton Jayce, an old friend from the old man Magnus, and the one that made possible for me to sell potions to the military, since he had a rank of colonel.

We shook our hands and began to talk about different things, since he was the only person that talked to me, and that didn't believe the rumors, i had a pretty great time.

That was until a certain person appeared.

"Well, well... it seems you are enjoying the party, scum..."

And here comes the classical arrogant evil character.

A fat man was standing next to me, his neck and his arms were being adorned by countless bracelets and collars made of pure gold, The clothes he was wearing were expensive red robes, a small hat on top of his head, and enormous high heel shoes that made him look taller.

He was the ex-best alchemist, Derick Alowace.

"Yeah, that was until you arrived" I replied while glancing at him with disinterest.

He ignored my commentary, and just continued glancing at me from head to toe.

"It seems like your sense of fashion is still horrible" He said with a condescending tone on his voice while glancing at my tracksuit and my slippers.

"Everyone has different tastes, for example, you don't see me saying anything about how ridiculous you look while wearing all those jewels on your body" I said to him while grinning sightly.

I heard some small laughter, however, i just ignored it.

We continued insulting each other for a while, until i noticed something.

Someone poured something on my drink while i was still quarrelling with Derick.

I took the cup and smelled it.

Poison.

Not the first time they try to kill me with poison, but he probably thought this was the first time i was poisoned, and that this could kill me.

I glanced at Derick once again.

His expression changed the moment he saw me smell my drink.

He deducted that i already knew about his plan.

However, before he could say something, i grinned at him and then drank everything in the cup.

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