Revolution in Another World

When I have opened my eyes in this world, as much as I had been fascinated by the fantasy of this land, I was also disturbed by the law of this world as well. In this world, slavery still exists and so was the status-oriented society. No matter how hard you try, there was no such thing as climbing in the ranks of society. The low class were treated as if they were an animal and the high class acted as if they were monarchs. What could I do to change this world? that was how my journey had begun.


6. Fifth Chapter - A Season After Another

Revolution in Another World

A Season After Another

Today marked the second year of my apprenticeship under the magician, Magiel Rustial. However, because of our current circumstance, my apprenticeship had not been official. In the public, Mr. Rustial tried to create a false reputation about him so that he could be isolated from the other magicians. However, there still was a chance that the royalties would discover about our findings and send a person to assassinate us. That was the reason why he tried to keep my identity in secret. 

Anyways, I went to the town as usual to purchase our groceries for the week. Mr. Rustial and I have almost completed with the decoding process and we were now trying to organize it into a single book. We had been stuck with its naming for a while and I came outside to release myself from the boredom. If this could be read freely in the future, then it could be known as the new grimoire. However, because of the risks that are associated with publishing this book, I might not be living to the day when this book would be widely available to everyone. Who knows if someone would invent circuits and create a internet? I don't have a knowledge in that field so I won't be a much of a help, but I could imagine seeing that happen in a distant future.

What we are about to do will be able to change the course of this world, but the obstacle known as the royalties were standing in our way. It would have been great if all of the theories and guesses regarding their monopoly had been a mere overthinking, but that theory had been too realistic for us to ignore. It was the fact that both of us knew and worried about the most.

Other than that, there wasn't much to really talk about. Mr. Rustial told me that the most favorable age for marriage was around seventeen to twenty two years old and that I should really be enjoying youth before it runs out. He seemed to be surprised when I told him that there are some people who marries at their forties in my home country. The exchange of our talks about each other's environment made us as close as an actual family. I couldn't wish for anything more.  

"What is that?" Dathian, the farmer with a tall figure and a bronze hair, whispered to himself.

When I turned around to see where Dathian was directing at, I wished desperately that it didn't come from the direction where our house was, but....

"a....aa......" My hands lost the grip of the groceries.

"Mr. Rustial!" I ran toward the house as fast as possible hoping for it to be a mere forest fire.

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