Chapter 334: Unexpected Spectre
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
Chapter 334: Unexpected Spectre
Unexpected Spectre
With Pelday keeping Martel busy, he managed to catch Master Fenrick just before fifth bell. "Master, I came across something curious, looking through books in the library last night."
"I'm not sure how it speaks to my confidence in my students that I am perennially surprised to hear any of them spent time in the library," the teacher replied, entering his classroom. "Well, go on."
Following him inside, Martel began his carefully constructed explanation. "I was reading descriptions of different creatures, just to learn more about the effects of magic. The book mentioned a strange spirit, appearing like smoke, but with red burning eyes. Weapons could not touch it, nor did magic seem to make much of a dent."
Master Fenrick nodded a little. "That is to expect with such apparitions. Well, spirits tend to exist for one of two reasons. Either born of human magic, such as ghosts, or arisen in nature for reasons unknown to us."
"This particular spirit was mentioned as protecting a wizard, which makes me assume the first," Martel elaborated.
"A reasonable assumption, but not necessarily correct," his teacher replied with the smile of someone in possession of superior knowledge. "Such spectres make for poor servants, after all. Rather, if this being was in servitude to a wizard, I would imagine they bound a spirit of nature through some manner of ritual."
Martel had not considered that; he had not even known such a thing was possible. Around them, novices began to filter into the classroom. "So, what kind of nature spirit might this be?"
"You're very keen on this," Master Fenrick remarked.
"I don't like unanswered questions."
"Well, I can relate to that. Though my knowledge of this is purely theoretical, you must understand, smoke and red eyes make me think of fire and air, which would fit how we understand the jinn."
"What's that?"
"I've – I've been here a few nights now, and you were gone. And I just thought..." Martel began to laugh at himself, feeling silly.
"Well, yeah. If I need water or something, I don't go during the day. Too many people."
"Right. That makes sense. Though the neighbour's girl said she saw you going to the sewers."
An expression ran across Julia's face. "It's not polite to spy on people, my mum always said."
"Alright, true enough. But why would you do that?"
The girl shrugged. "Even inside this room, I can always hear other people, walking outside my door, or shouting through the walls. I just like going where there's nobody else."
It seemed a strange place to seek solitude, given the filth and stench, but she was obviously accustomed to it. "I see. Well, I'm just glad you're fine. I was worried."
"Don't be, silly head. I know how to take care of myself."
"I can see that. Oh, I meant to ask – did you try the sleeping potion I gave you?"
"Oh, I did. It worked great. I slept wonderfully."
Another surprise; Martel had figured she would hoard it. "That's good to hear. I'll see if I can learn the recipe and bring you more, if you want."
She gave one of her rare smiles. "I do."
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 334: Unexpected Spectre
Unexpected Spectre
With Pelday keeping Martel busy, he managed to catch Master Fenrick just before fifth bell. "Master, I came across something curious, looking through books in the library last night."
"I'm not sure how it speaks to my confidence in my students that I am perennially surprised to hear any of them spent time in the library," the teacher replied, entering his classroom. "Well, go on."
Following him inside, Martel began his carefully constructed explanation. "I was reading descriptions of different creatures, just to learn more about the effects of magic. The book mentioned a strange spirit, appearing like smoke, but with red burning eyes. Weapons could not touch it, nor did magic seem to make much of a dent."
Master Fenrick nodded a little. "That is to expect with such apparitions. Well, spirits tend to exist for one of two reasons. Either born of human magic, such as ghosts, or arisen in nature for reasons unknown to us."
"This particular spirit was mentioned as protecting a wizard, which makes me assume the first," Martel elaborated.
"A reasonable assumption, but not necessarily correct," his teacher replied with the smile of someone in possession of superior knowledge. "Such spectres make for poor servants, after all. Rather, if this being was in servitude to a wizard, I would imagine they bound a spirit of nature through some manner of ritual."
Martel had not considered that; he had not even known such a thing was possible. Around them, novices began to filter into the classroom. "So, what kind of nature spirit might this be?"
"You're very keen on this," Master Fenrick remarked.
"I don't like unanswered questions."
"Well, I can relate to that. Though my knowledge of this is purely theoretical, you must understand, smoke and red eyes make me think of fire and air, which would fit how we understand the jinn."
"What's that?"
"I've – I've been here a few nights now, and you were gone. And I just thought..." Martel began to laugh at himself, feeling silly.
"Well, yeah. If I need water or something, I don't go during the day. Too many people."
"Right. That makes sense. Though the neighbour's girl said she saw you going to the sewers."
An expression ran across Julia's face. "It's not polite to spy on people, my mum always said."
"Alright, true enough. But why would you do that?"
The girl shrugged. "Even inside this room, I can always hear other people, walking outside my door, or shouting through the walls. I just like going where there's nobody else."
It seemed a strange place to seek solitude, given the filth and stench, but she was obviously accustomed to it. "I see. Well, I'm just glad you're fine. I was worried."
"Don't be, silly head. I know how to take care of myself."
"I can see that. Oh, I meant to ask – did you try the sleeping potion I gave you?"
"Oh, I did. It worked great. I slept wonderfully."
Another surprise; Martel had figured she would hoard it. "That's good to hear. I'll see if I can learn the recipe and bring you more, if you want."
She gave one of her rare smiles. "I do."
Chapter 334: Unexpected SpectreUnexpected SpectreWith Pelday keeping Martel busy, he managed to catch Master Fenrick just before fifth bell. "Master, I came across something curious, looking through books in the library last night.""I'm not sure how it speaks to my confidence in my students that I am perennially surprised to hear any of them spent time in the library," the teacher replied, entering his classroom. "Well, go on."Following him inside, Martel began his carefully constructed explanation. "I was reading descriptions of different creatures, just to learn more about the effects of magic. The book mentioned a strange spirit, appearing like smoke, but with red burning eyes. Weapons could not touch it, nor did magic seem to make much of a dent."Master Fenrick nodded a little. "That is to expect with such apparitions. Well, spirits tend to exist for one of two reasons. Either born of human magic, such as ghosts, or arisen in nature for reasons unknown to us.""This particular spirit was mentioned as protecting a wizard, which makes me assume the first," Martel elaborated."A reasonable assumption, but not necessarily correct," his teacher replied with the smile of someone in possession of superior knowledge. "Such spectres make for poor servants, after all. Rather, if this being was in servitude to a wizard, I would imagine they bound a spirit of nature through some manner of ritual."Martel had not considered that; he had not even known such a thing was possible. Around them, novices began to filter into the classroom. "So, what kind of nature spirit might this be?""You're very keen on this," Master Fenrick remarked."I don't like unanswered questions.""Well, I can relate to that. Though my knowledge of this is purely theoretical, you must understand, smoke and red eyes make me think of fire and air, which would fit how we understand the jinn.""What's that?""I've I've been here a few nights now, and you were gone. And I just thought..." Martel began to laugh at himself, feeling silly."Well, yeah. If I need water or something, I don't go during the day. Too many people.""Right. That makes sense. Though the neighbour's girl said she saw you going to the sewers."An expression ran across Julia's face. "It's not polite to spy on people, my mum always said.""Alright, true enough. But why would you do that?"The girl shrugged. "Even inside this room, I can always hear other people, walking outside my door, or shouting through the walls. I just like going where there's nobody else."It seemed a strange place to seek solitude, given the filth and stench, but she was obviously accustomed to it. "I see. Well, I'm just glad you're fine. I was worried.""Don't be, silly head. I know how to take care of myself.""I can see that. Oh, I meant to ask did you try the sleeping potion I gave you?""Oh, I did. It worked great. I slept wonderfully."Another surprise; Martel had figured she would hoard it. "That's good to hear. I'll see if I can learn the recipe and bring you more, if you want."She gave one of her rare smiles. "I do."
