FAULT ; ARTIFACT

Twenty

- Hello, I would like to learn spells, did I come right?

- Oh, are you a mage?

I frowned, she smiled guiltily.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, and please don't tell my father about my behavior.

- Let's forget about it. So what about spells?

- Oh sure. We can sell spell scrolls. There is everything but the entry level.

Hmm, entry level?

- Do you mean spells of this type? I asked, creating a flame in my hand.

- Yes Yes! This is a fire strike, if I'm not mistaken? Entry level spell. We do not sell these. But there are spells of the first level, a fireball, a lightning strike, an ice spear, a bog. These are elemental spells, are you a combat mage or a healer?

- Battle Mage.

- Well, then elemental spells should be available to you, but do you have enough money?

"And how much do first-level spells cost?" I asked.

- Five thousand zen.

Well, just like Alex said.

- Then I have one.

- Which? she said with a smile, placing four scrolls on the counter.

I rubbed my chin, frowning and try