novelStill In Mundaneness
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In the study in the Hull Manor, the thick curtains were pulled to the two sides. Covered in gauze, the window let in the sunlight and created splendid golden light in the room.
Hathaway was calculating something behind the desk with the quill in her hand. Now and then, she raised her head and talked with Douglas and Fernando in simple words. If what she wanted to express was too complicated, she would choose an oral-and-written approach.
Douglas, standing before the window, looked solemn, as if he was deep in thought. He paced back and forth in the golden realm of sunlight. Occasionally, he came to a sudden stop and pointed out the critical immaturities in Fernando and Hathaway's thoughts. By the time they offered their rebuttals, he would start pacing again as a thinker.
The scene where they discussed arcana and magic was like a vivid painting. It was a pity that nobody was there to record the brilliant tableau in the history of magic.
Such discussions had lasted many days. All the confusion that Fernando and Hathaway had on gravity, the motion system of celestial bodies, and the three laws of motion had been perfectly answered, giving them copious returns.
"When I applied calculus to the ninth-circle spells, I realized that the difficulties of construction were significantly lowered..." Fernando waved the paper in his hands.
On the paper that had been processed with magic, light and shadow coexisted, giving a strange cubic feeling to the magic model.
"Not just the ninth-circle spells, all the spells above the third circle have been mostly simplified. If the difficulty to construct and learn spells was 100 in the past, it's only 60 now, " Douglas replied as he paced.
Staring at the paper in his hands, Fernando suddenly said with mixed feelings, "If calculus were established twenty years sooner, we would have plenty more archmages and senior-rank sorcerers today. The combat abilities of the sorcerers of the same rank would be doubled too."
Douglas paused and turned around to look at Fernando."How is your recovery? Have you grasped calculus and gravity?"
"There isn't a problem for now, " Fernando said affirmatively.
Douglas nodded his head."Then, please contact the other organizations and express our willingness for cooperation. Also, remind them that they must lie low even if they do not have any materials in the next couple of years. We cannot try anything until the conflicts between the Church and the nobles reach the crest."
"In any case, those cowards dare not do anything!" Fernando said in disdain. Then, he put his quill and his paper back, as if he were ready to leave.
Nobody could deny that Fernando was a man of action.
Douglas turned around and looked at Hathaway."Hathaway, you should return to Rentato. The Church and the other nobles will suspect you if you stay here for long."
"Okay, " Hathaway replied, but her quill did not stop at all.
Douglas took a deep breath."The Lord of Frigidity and the Eye of Curse have concealed their demiplanes. So, I need to pay a visit to hell first."
After a brief union, the three of them embarked on different roads for the future of the sorcerers.
......
Crack.
The candlestick fell to the ground into pieces, and the broken candle died out after flickering for a while. The whole room was caught in absolute darkness, with nothing but the beastly moans.
"Shirley, don't be scared, listen to me!" When the noises were gone, the sound of an agitated young man echoed. He had the pupils of a cat.
The girl breathed heavily but did not respond.
"Shirley, calm down, I'm not a sorcerer. Trust me, I'm not a sorcerer!" The young man was also breathing heavily, like the bellows that were being pulled hard.
The girl named Shirley gradually suppressed her panting. Out of the young man's expectation, she said calmly, "Vicente, you calm down too. Whether or not you are a sorcerer, I love you all the same."
Her words were like a marvelous spell that drove away the depressing and suffocating air in the room.
Vicente's eyes seemed unusual and allowed him to see things in the dark. So, he agilely lit the candle on the desk, which had been slapped off by him just now.
The room was filled with dim light again. Vicente had already put down the heart in his hands and wiped off the blood. He rushed to the girl and asked excitedly, "Really?"
Shirley bit her teeth and nodded solemnly."I don't care who you are. I'm only worried about losing you. The Church won't let go of a sorcerer."
Vicente laughed like an innocent child. He even spun for a few circles before he hugged Shirley and kissed her temple."Rest assured. I'm really not a sorcerer, and for you, I will never become one."
"But the body over there..." Shirley pointed at the broken body on the long table in fear.
Vicente held back his delight and cleared his throat."I discovered the possessions of some sorcerers at the edge of the swamps, including magic knowledge and mysteries about the human body.
"At first, I was indeed fascinated by the marvelous magic, but then I thought of you. We've known each other since childhood. You secretly taught me the common tongue and the Sylvanas language even though you were a noble. You declined so many distinguished nobles just to marry me, which made your father and your mother very angry. How can I abandon you and walk on the path that only means hiding?"
Vicente added sweet words to his explanation. Shirley's lips curled, and she tried not to show her smile.
The nobles in this period still learned the language of the Magic Empire in private.
"So, I buried the books on magic at the edge of the swamps again and only brought back those about body mysteries." Vicente pointed at a few books on the table.
Shirley asked in confusion, "Body mysteries?"
Vicente suddenly became solemn. He said with mixed feelings, "I've met too many helpless patients in the charity. They have no money to ask the reverends to treat them with divine power, and they can only count on the herbs and potions from the doctors like us.
"Other people may be unaware of it, but as a doctor of the charity, I know very well that the herbs and potions can only cure minor diseases. As for the patients who are in slightly more serious conditions, I can do nothing but watch them moan and scream as they approach the end of their lives. It pains me and makes me feel helpless. The doctors of the charity always become either cold or insane."
Leaning into Vicente's chest, Shirley touched his back."I understand. You know that I often help out at the charity. I've seen a lot of deaths too. Many patients were only little kids, and they just died in front of me. At that time, I only hated that I was not pious enough to be a nun to have the divine power."
"So, I've always wanted to find better recipes for drugs, but I realized that the human body is full of mysteries. I don't know the structure of the heart or if there is anything else in our body. I don't know how our body functions as a whole. Then, how can I find better recipes?" Vicente's eyes were full of hope, which made him glow."I want to understand the mysteries of the human body. I want to figure out what our body is made of!"
Shirley felt that Vicente today was more charming than ever. She nodded."It's a good thing, but you must not disturb the rest of the deceased in the cemeteries, which will be noticed by the Church."
"I'll look for bodies in the forest and the swamps. If I can't, I'll study animals first." Vicente announced confidently, "After I become a famous doctor, I don't think your mother and your father will prevent you from marrying me anymore."
Shirley suddenly blushed."As a matter of fact, I came here today because they... they already said yes."
"Really?" Vicente almost jumped to his feet in excitement.
......
The city gate of Rentato was unusually crowded and lively.
"How prosperous! As expected of Rentato!" The black-haired and black-eyed young man complimented, "I should thank the viscount for catching me. Without him, I wouldn't have made up my mind to come to Rentato!"
Squeezing into the gate, he suddenly shouted, "Rentato, I'm here!"
"What a lunatic." The citizens around all looked at him.
The black-haired young man, however, was not bothered. He encouraged himself, "Oliver, you are going to be a celebrity of this city!"
He looked around, searching for a fancy hotel. The fact that he was literate and could write plays suggested that his family conditions were not bad, except that his parents died too young and did not discipline him much.
"Haha. This is the place..." While talking, he groped for his wallet, but his smile was frozen all of a sudden.
"My wallet! Where is my wallet!?" Oliver shouted and looked around in a panic, but his wallet was nowhere to be found.
As the cold breeze of spring blew by, young Oliver felt the cruelty of Rentato for the first time.
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