"So sigil, huh?" Was all Avan had in mind at the end of his reading sessions. He had read the other books as well, and even added one for novice blacksmiths, but he couldn't get his mind off the formations and the vaguely mentioned powerful sigils.
Jen just smiled as she heard Avan absentmindedly talking to himself again, and then looked straight ahead again.
In front of the two, on the central town hall square of Tria, a group of performers had set up and was in the process of performing tricks of all kinds for all the onlookers.
Something like a prankster was running around playing tricks with the other performers and some children, while two others were standing behind playing two instruments and providing a melodramatic background for the show. An already gray-haired woman played a harp while an older man played along on a pan flute in perfect harmony with her.
When Avan arrived with Jen, they both stood behind the crowd with a sweet snack on a skewer and watched the spectacle like everyone else, careful not to spill any of the dripping syrup that threatened to drip down the warm baked goods.
The prankster had just finished and a small bunch of children ran laughing back to their respective parents. As one entertainer stepped back, the next one came out, who had been waiting patiently in the background and was the only one who had not yet taken part in any activities.
And immediately it became clear to all spectators why the slenderly built middle-aged man had held back so far, as he pulled a small wand out of his sleeves and immediately formed strands of mana as he began to recite an incantation.
Almost barely visible strands of mana flowed from the tip of the wand away into the air, forming a small purple glowing fireball the size of a fist in the air relatively quickly. Only a single mana strand still connected the purple fireball to the wand, and a few muttered incantations later, the ball suddenly flew into the air in a spiral, spreading into a ring of blazing purple fire.
To the amazement of all involved, the man suddenly pulled another wand from his other sleeve and began a second simultaneous incantation, something only trained mages could do. A golden flickering flame formed with the same scheme in front of the second wand and then also flew upward in small feats, while here too another mana strand seemed to remain connected to the wand.
"Huh? What's the mana strand for...?" Avan muttered. "...For permanent control of the spell?"
*Right... There might not be anyone else with that cheat power like me as a dungeon and a whole sphere of influence, which allows me to control all my spells around smoothly!* Then it just dawned on him when he realized that he himself never needed a steady mana strand to control his flying forms!
The mage masterfully bounced the golden fireball through the air, formed it into a bird that flew through the purple ring of fire, and then worked both spells simultaneously to send it into the air in a fabulous fireworks display with a shower of sparks as the final shot. This performance was repeated several times with loud enthusiastic exclamations from the audience with different colors, shapes and fireworks explosions at the end, and was beautiful to watch as Avan thought. Jen, too, had a childlike sparkle in her eyes as she watched the performance, seemingly reminiscing about her own memories.
Suddenly, a brief smile slid across Avan's face when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman standing in the crowd with her young daughter holding her hand, while an extremely happy-looking man had his arm around her and was cuddling the woman.
Jen only noticed the reaction because she had just looked at Avan's face herself for the umpteenth time. "What is it?" Avan looked at her briefly in surprise, then smiled again. "Nothing, just a happy reunited family apparently." Came his reply. The woman with her daughter had remarkable similarities to one of the bandit captives Avan had freed the previous night.
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When the first round of the show was brought to a climax by the older duo's mood-setting music, and then the group ran around with their hats to collect money, Avan and Jen walked on. Jen had been about to say something when she watched, silent and satisfied, as a silver piece whizzed from Avan's hand between the spectators and landed in the hat of a young actress, much to her surprise.
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