CHAPTER 7 DAY 3

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A distant bird noises woke me up for some reason, as I woke up I noticed that I'm not in the forest anymore, instead I'm laying on a nice mattress with a window by my side, it's morning.

As I get up while fixing my messy hair I noticed that I'm not wearing the same uniform that I have back on earth, I'm wearing a long sleeve that has a family crest on its chest, my eyes widened as I recognize this crest.

I stand up and looked outside the window and I finally realized where i am. I'm inside of the Daunter family's warrior camp, the place where Anastasia grew up and trained her swordsmanship. I guess the plot that I wrote still continues but I'm along side with her.

Daunter family is a family of magic but due to magic getting corrupted by the doings of demon necromancers the Daunter family are forced to learn and train their selves how to use swords and martial arts by the aid of other families in district 1.

But the Barclay family being the strongest sword family it's obvious that they should be aiding the daunters but they didn't even bother to show concern for the Daunter family because they have a rivalry that's been going since the very beginning of the district making, rival families are common especially in district 1

Because of that Anastasia is going to fight her own family soon... And I'm the one to blame.

A gentle knock from my door..

"Are you awake?" Said by an unknown person, a woman.

"Um yes I'm awake"you can come in. I said as invited her over.

As she came in into my room I was surprised because I was not expecting this person at all.

A white long silver hair, blue eyes that would kill if you stare long enough but at the same time her eyes have a gentle and warm look and wearing an armor that looks like from medieval era.

Marsha Daunter, the second daughter of the family, even though she's the second child of the family she's considered to be stronger than her older brother. She's also one of reya's characters.

"How are you doing?, You must be confused on what's happening around you right now but rest assured you're in a safe place." Marsha said.

"Tha- thankyou.." I said this as i averted my gaze.

I still couldn't believe that the characters that i made was standing in front of me, and i couldn't believe how beautiful she is.

"Tell me which family did you came from?" Marsha said.

Crap- I need to answer cautiously and carefully to avoid suspicion she might think I'm a spy from Barclays.

"Oh I'm just a wandering merchant from Akira family." I said this while faking my smile

"Akira?" Marsha asked again.

"Yes" I replied.

"Then how come you're in the district 3 when akira's family reside in district 2?
It would take 2months just to travel from district two to district three it doesn't make sense considering district 3 is the poorest districts out of the five districts... And starting a business there would be a bad idea, I hope you're not lying to me. Marsha said.

"I was actually trying to on the district but unfortunately it got raided by demons and I was happened to be there"
I said.

Marsha approached me slowly and silently.

"There's no use lying boy, how can I mere merchant without any combat experience can kill a demon, you can't argue with that do you?" Marsha said as she looks at me suspiciously.

"Well the demon was already injured and exhausted. That's why I came out victorious by stabbing it right on its chest." I said.

Well anyways you did good protecting yourself. And if you are wondering about your companion, she's having a hard time controlling her mana, it's leaking out so the mages have to help her control it. For now stay relaxed boy, ask the maids if you need something. Marsha said as she turned her back walking away from me.

Anastasia having a mana leak? This can't be, This isn't from the original story that I wrote.. she is supposed to awake her mana at the age of 18 while experiencing her first real fight. So why is this happening to her? Did I change the story??

But isn't this better for her? Controlling mana at her age is a good thing in this world. But I'm worried that I'm not following the story that i wrote, but there's no point overthinking this.

I called a maid and ask a pen and a lots of pieces of paper that's available to use.

A maid that looks like the same age as me approach me with my request. I took it and thank her for it but she looks afraid of me, I wonder whats wrong.

I started thinking how to manipulate magic or mana by just using my ability to draw.

If I can materialize solid things, then how about magic?.

From what I noticed drawings is just the illustration of that material that I was imagining, in order to have it materialize fully and successfully I need to imagine how would it feel, how heavy is it, how long is it, how big is it. Basically the characteristics of that object.

I closed my eyes. A blueish clear ball of water that can hold its self, it's not warm nor cold just water that's infused by magic. I call it water shot.

I ripped the drawing apart and the ball of water emerged right on the palm of my hand.

I laughed as i muttered the word.

Magic.

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