Winter, 1399 of the Holy Spirit Calendar
In another week, it would be the annual Holy Spirit Festival on the Holy Spirit Continent. The Holy Spirit Festival is a unified holiday across the continent, and on this day, the entire northern continent of the Holy Spirit will be in celebration. People would come out of their homes, stroll the streets, admire the lanterns, and enjoy fine wine. On this day, everyone has the right to a joyful mood.
In a dormitory at the Mulan Academy, Muk sat solemnly on the edge of the bed, staring intently at Moransiu.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Moransiu asked.
"My father will be passing by Sufei on his way back from Daku City in two days, and he wants to see me." Muk looked sad.
At this time, most of the students at the Mulan Academy had already gone home for the holidays, but there were still many students remaining in the academy, as their hometowns were too far away for a quick trip. For someone like Moransiu, a round trip home would take six days and six nights, and there were many students even farther away than Moransiu.
Muk's home was in Jide'er City, not too far from Sufei. Muk said he wouldn't go home to accompany Moransiu. But Moransiu knew very well that Muk didn't want to go home.
"That's good, isn't it?" Moransiu smiled.
"What's good about it? My father will definitely inquire about my progress in magic practice. You know, not everyone has talent like yours. It's been half a year, and my poor magic seems to have made little progress." Muk said with a gloomy face.
"Hehe, no wonder you're not happy. But the practice of magic requires gradual accumulation. Your father will understand." Moransiu smiled.
"I'll just have to grit my teeth. But, Moransiu, you must accompany me that day. My father will only be here for a day, and it'll be fine once he leaves." Muk suddenly got up from the bed, jumped onto Moransiu's bed, grabbed Moransiu's hand, and looked at him with pleading eyes.
"No problem." Moransiu agreed without hesitation.
Moransiu had never been clear about Muk's identity. If he could meet Muk's father, he would probably get an idea.
"That's great, now I can relax. Haha!" Muk breathed a sigh of relief.
Two days later!
Moransiu and Muk arrived in the city, sitting in a carriage, and stopped in front of a trading company.
"What is this?" Moransiu was curious.
He saw that the name of this trading company was Mu Ye, and he didn't know much about the commercial associations on the continent. Mu Ye was one of the ten major trading companies on the continent. And this company was just a branch of Mu Ye in Sufei City.
"Hehe, my father is probably already here. Moransiu, you'll have to say something nice later." Muk seemed very afraid of his father, with a very unnatural expression.
"Of course, Muk is already very talented." Moransiu smiled.
The two got off the carriage and arrived at the door of the trading company, where several guards were standing.
"Young master!"
When Muk walked up to them, the guards all saluted at the same time.
"Young master?" Moransiu's heart moved. Could Muk be someone important in this trading company?
"Hello, everyone." Muk replied, then quickly entered the courtyard. In the courtyard, several luxurious carriages were parked, and the horses pulling the carriages were all extraordinary.
"Young master, the master is waiting for you." At this moment, a person dressed like a steward hurriedly came out of the main hall and respectfully said to Muk.
"I know, take me to see my father." Muk seemed impatient, with a serious expression on his face and no other expression.
Only Moransiu knew that Muk actually didn't want to see his father. Of course, this was just a little thought. As a child of about ten years old, such thoughts were normal.
Following the steward, Muk and Moransiu came to the main hall. From afar, Moransiu saw a person standing in the room.
Entering the main hall, Muk greeted the person, "Father."
Moransiu noticed that this person indeed looked very similar to Muk, but he was much fatter than Muk.
"Hmm." The person responded, his gaze shifting from Muk to Moransiu.
"Father, this is my friend Moransiu from the academy, the first genius of the Mulan Academy. Moransiu, my father, Mu Hua." Muk made a simple introduction.
"Well, very good, I've heard of you." Mu Hua nodded and smiled slightly at Moransiu.
"Hello, uncle." Moransiu had been considering how to address Muk's father, and at the last moment, he decided to call him uncle in a casual and friendly manner.
"Muk, have you made progress in magic in the past half year?" After letting the two sit down, Mu Hua asked.
Muk stood up respectfully and said, "Father, there has been some progress, but there is still a long way to go before reaching the level of a level two magician. The gap with Moransiu is even greater."
"Oh? Moransiu, what level are you? You don't even look ten years old yet?" Mu Hua seemed interested.
In fact, he deliberately said so. Mulan Academy is one of the four major magic academies in the kingdom, and his son Muk is in this academy. Although he is usually very busy, he pays some attention to the academy. He had heard of geniuses like Moransiu to some extent.
He knew that although Moransiu had strong magical power
, he couldn't learn magic skills. If he couldn't learn magic skills, it meant that his magic power could not be released externally. Even if he reached the realm of a great magician, he still couldn't become a magic pharmacist or a magic engraver. Because, regardless of the profession, it requires the magician to use his own magic to release the magic.
"Uncle, after the Holy Spirit Festival, I will be nine years old. Now, I am still a level three magician." Moransiu didn't know whether to hide the fact about his magic from Mu Hua. Mu Hua probably wouldn't deliberately promote himself, right? Besides, he and Muk were good friends, like brothers.
Someone like Mu Hua, such a big figure, shouldn't be interested in him.
"Well, I heard that you can't learn magic skills. Is that true? How about I let some great magicians take a look at you? Maybe they can find out the reason." Mu Hua asked.
"Father, actually Moransiu doesn't need to learn magic skills at all. He can release magic by himself, without the need for those magic stones." Muk didn't wait for Moransiu to speak, and said.
"Oh?" Mu Hua's eyes lit up, showing a surprised expression.
Muk's words were certainly not false, but Mu Hua had never heard of such a thing. It is common knowledge that magicians learn magic skills through magic stones, a natural law. Now he encountered a magician who didn't need to use magic stones to learn magic skills, which was truly astonishing.
"Is that so, uncle?" Moransiu nodded in agreement.
"Really? Moransiu, just release a spell for me to see." Mu Hua suddenly stood up, surprised.
Moransiu stood up, the incantation sounded, and in an instant, a faint blue shield of water appeared in front of Mu Hua. In the air, magical energy began to spread out.
A low-level magic, Shield of Water, a water element defense magic. Such magic released by a boy under ten years old was already a miracle, and moreover, the magic he used was not absorbed through magic stones.
Shocking!
Muk was very satisfied with his father's reaction. He just wanted his father to remember Moransiu. With Moransiu's talent, he would become a great magician in a few years. If he could recruit Moransiu now, then in a few years, Mu Ye Trading Company would have one more great magician. Muk's thoughts were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.