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I'm not a Wizard

There are people born with magic, and there people who do not. A wizard is supposed to be a powerful sorcerers who dedicated they're entire life for the sake of knowledge of magic. Then there's a hunter, they live they're entire life in the outside wilderness. They hunt prey for food, they go across rivers for water, they wear the fur of creatures as clothing. They do all of this willing instead living the comfortable life style. Both of these two have a similar question. Do you need magic to be a hunter? No. Do you need to learn how to survive to be a wizard? Of course not. But let me ask you this. Do you need magic to a Master Wizard? No, no you don't.

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Chapter 1: Town Veilig

Ten years, it's been only ten years since the once small village of Veilig turn into a prosperous town, and yet. This prosperous town still allows black marking, murder and slavery. Maybe it's because Veilig is placed near to the Dood Forest is why the Linus government doesn't attempt of doing anything. Aside from that, most of the people who were raised in Veilig were orphans abandoned by their own families. In its entirety, Town Veilig is a very grim place to live.

"How much you want for him?" said a salesman as he held a small ragged boy by the collar.

"Hmm... two slivers." said a well-dressed nobleman.

"Just two slivers? Come on, you can give me a better deal than that." the salesman huffed.

The nobleman smirked. "You're kidding me, right? No one in this entire town wouldn't be able to tell that this boy is on the brink of death. There is absolutely no one who would cause more than two slivers for a helpless corpse."

After the nobleman said that, a bag jingled with coins was toss to the salesman and the boy was immediately taken away. Both the nobleman and salesman turned their gaze towards a mysterious dark figure. The figure was a woman who wore a slightly torn long deep green cloak, muddied brown leather boots, black leather gloves, and a black mask. Her fern green hair was short but fluffy to the touch, while her skin was pale as snow. Through the holes of her mask, there was a golden glow.

"I'll take him," they spoke.

"Who do you think you are?" said the nobleman with a slightly flustered expression.

"That's none of your concern," she said with a deadpan expression.

The nobleman frown his brow before he could speak any remark the salesman cuts off. "Please excuse him Master Solomon! He's new here."

The noble man's expression immediately changed, meanwhile Solomon said bluntly. "I can see that. But has been quite a while since I last saw anyone from the Viscount Cade family come here."

"You know my family?" the nobleman muttered.

Solomon smirked. "Of course I do. That amulet you wearing gives you away."

"I see. My deepest apologizes for offence towards you." the nobleman bowed his head.

Solomon only spoke. "Don't worry young lord Griffin, I won't tell your family about anything of this incident."

"Thank you, Master Solomon. I'll take my leave now." Griffin said before he walked away.

How does she know my name? Griffin quickens his pace towards the wagon.

"Fair well young lord Griffin, until we met again." Solomon waved as Griffin enter his private wagon.

As the wagon drives away, the salesman spoke. "Are you really not going to mention anything to the Viscount, Master Solomon?"

Solomon smirked. "I don't need to,"

"Pardon? I don't see to understand what you mean, Master Solomon?" the salesman said with a curious stare.

"Don't play coy with me, Mr Gus. We both know events like these never stay quiet for very long. Not in this town at least."

Mr Gus laughed. "As always Master Solomon, you are truly the sliest person of them all."

Solomon chuckled darkly. "Do you think so?"

"I know so, Master Solomon. After all, I've known you ever since you were a child. That said, are you really planning to buy that scrawny rat?" Mr Gus said as he pointed to the small whither boy in Solomon's arms.

"Yes, am I. A Master Wizard requires an apprentice, now don't they?" Solomon said as she throw the poor boy over her shoulder.

Mr Gus choked. "Master Solomon, you surly jest."

"Of course not, why else would I intervene in the first place," Solomon said with her deadpan expression.

"But... Master Solomon, you're far too young to be raising a child. No less than an apprentice!" Mr Gus spoke as he held onto the edge of Solomon's cloak.

"Do you doubt my capability, Mr Gus?" Solomon glared down at the salesman.

"Master Solomon, please! You're only nineteen and unmarried. Even if you managed to raise him, there will numerous rumours surrounding you. Please, if you must have an apprentice at least enjoy your youth first." Mr Gus plead as he lower his head while his knees buckled.

Solomon only stared down at Mr Gus blankly. Solomon reached to her pouch and shoved it into Mr Gus's chest. Mr Gus let go of Solomon's cloak and gaze with widen eyes upon the pouch of coins he was given.

"But why?" Mr Gus muttered.

Solomon slacked Mr Gus as she show displeased expression. "Just shut up and leave. Don't you dare show yourself here ever again. If I catch ever wind of you still staying in this town, you'll be rashly punish."

Solomon glared at Mr. Gus before she walked away. Mr. Gus felled to his knees as he clenched the bag of coins to his chest.

Mr. Gus lower his head as he muttered. "Thank you."