Second POV
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127 years after the death of Himmel the Hero (1 year before the Mashle storyline)
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There is a moment of silence as you contemplate your response.
"Is there a reward?" You simply ask
"We will not only allow you a permit to roam freely as a mage with no mark, but also give you a magic tool from our inventory. Which includes our grimoires."
"You've got a deal then, is there anything else I need to know?"
'Huh, that was a lot easier than I thought.' Walberg thought, "We will be providing authorization to work with the divine visionaries. But we will also like for you to make some efforts to change the perspective of others, starting with one of the top magic schools: Easton Magic Academy."
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Soon after the conversation, you were advised to come back in a couple of days. As you exit the room, you notice those were originally in the building when you first entered. You give a slight nod as you past them as they head back into the room to discuss who knows what with Walberg.
You eventually arrive back at your inn and immediately pass out on your bed, exhausted from the various encounters you had.
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The Next Day
You stir awake, and after eventually waking up. You get ready for the day.
'Jeez, it's such a pain to wake up everyday now that Fern isn't around...'
After the brief reminiscence, you noticing it's already noon. Deciding that it would be best to go into town, WITH A DISGUISE, and get some shopping done.
'It's not like there's much to do with little daylight anyway.'
You leave the inn and whilst shopping for things you needed, you run into a dilemma.
'Hmm should I get this grimoire? or the meat that I probably need more? I only have enough money for one, since I used most of it for cream puffs...'
You suddenly feel a presence next. Looking beside you, you notice the same duo-haired boy from the day before.
"Oh, hello." you say not sparing a glance, continuing to contemplate what to buy
He simply lets out a hum and there is a silence that soon fills the atmosphere afterward.
'ugh, I really need to find a job to get me some pocket change..'
At this point, you're still holding the two items in your hands. Looking back and forth still deciding what to purchase.
To your surprise, there is some money that is gestured to the cashier. You turn to face the boy about to say that you didn't need your items paid for.
"It's fine, I insist. I was wondering if we could discuss about what had happened yesterday, you seemed to be taking a while so let me just do this for you."
Blankly staring at him for a few seconds, you look back at the cashier and nod. Knowing the fact that he wanted to get everything over with.
The two of you end up walking together on the streets in the market, not really going anywhere(?)
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