My Magical System

“Here my lord,” the Elder Priest beckoned him to sit down. “No, it’s fine. I will listen to it later,” he replied.

He did not wish to stay longer at the Elder Priest domain as it wasn’t a kind place to chill.

“Ah my lord, do you want a drink? I learned a new recipe for a good drink by mixing these lowly human’s blood and innards.”

“.....”

‘What the heck was that drink!’ Yeman exclaimed in mind. He wondered what this Elder Priest was experimenting with. “No thanks.”

“I’ll pass from it. Regardless, how’s your research going on?” He asked, but he also thought that the Elder Priest had gotten darker with his research.

.....

“Ah yes, my lord! I’m sorry my knowledge is still lacking. I – I need more time...” said the Elder with a sorry face.

He nodded. As long as he wasn’t backing down he would let him continue.

Yeman noticed that the Elder was now able to talk directly unlike before when he was still new. Looks like he learned bit by bit of a human’s way of speech.

The others were able to learn faster than him though.

He pondered for a moment.

The Elder Priest reply was as he expected. “Okay. By the way, it may be better if you have someone that can help you,” he said.

“Hmm, but I don’t see anyone from our people who had the eagerness to learn about the world’s magic power as we do, My lord,” said the Elder Priest while also glancing at Night.

He’s right. Yeman thought. Aside from them, the others were more eager to fight than exploring the deeper meaning of magic in this world.

He could not ask Night as well.

“I’ll find a way about it. For now, just focus on your research,” he said before leaving the elder’s domain.

The Elder Priest was thankful for his lord’s kindness towards him. It made him more motivated to continue his work.

“Oh, by the way, I needed that old man for the plan. So don’t bully him too much,” he left such words before they left the Elder Priest Domain.

Yeman and Night went to the clearing next to check how the others were doing. He saw everyone was busy with their assignments.

None of them knew how to cook delicious foods. So he had to be the one cooking them. He sat on the chair around the long table and checked in his Market Interface.

Holographic screens started to appear around him.

“My lord, what are you doing?” Night who was sitting beside him asked curiously.

“Looking for some recipes,” he replied.

“Recipe?” She repeated.

“Yeah.”

“Recipe for making delicious foods.”

A bright glint of excitement appeared in her eyes.

She never thought that the lord would even go to such an extent of cooking delicious foods for her.

Night giggled and pressed herself to him. Yeman thought that she acted like a kid. Or perhaps a cat.

He then continued to search for the recipes he needed. It didn’t take long for him to find the right recipes.

After finding the recipes, he asked Night to come with him. They needed to buy the needed ingredients they could find in the market.

He could not buy the ingredients from his own market as it cost Soul Points.

Yeman searched for a safe exit point before they leaped out from his Lord’s Domain.

As expected, the two of them arrived at the place where they entered last night. It was the forest where they captured the elder from the Gentlewind family.

The two of them were wearing ordinary clothes akin to that of a peasant. They looked like an ordinary couple walking together on the roadside.

The sun rose at a low angle, sending its rays to caress their skins. The warmth of it indicates the noon was coming.

From time to time, some people mounted on the horses would pass by while sending curious glances at them.

Yeman and Night also glanced back, but their glances were done very naturally like the normal people without faults would do. A curious expression could be seen on their faces.

Night was on his left side and they were walking on the left side of the road as well.

“My lord, do you think they are from the Gentlewind family?” She whispered to him after leaning closer.

Yeman glanced again at the passersby before he answered saying, “I presumed that they are.”

Seeing that there were many of them going to and forth from the place, he believed that these people were searching for their lost elder.

“Hey, you two!” A sudden call from one of the people around who were scrutinizing the place. He approached them together with several people.

“Yes? Do you need something for us, Mister?” Yeman answered and stopped on his feet after seeing the person going towards them with few others.

If he guessed his age based on his appearance, Yeman believed that he was around 20-30 years old. The person was tall. With a slight mustache and beard on his face. He noticed the man’s thick eyebrow curled upward. Yeman could guess that the person was trying to scan his memory if he already saw them before.

But then he furrowed and opened his mouth upon arriving in front of them.

“This is the first time I see your faces around here,” the man said. “Are you an immigrant?” It was his conclusion after seeing the young people. Probably a young couple who went on the run away from their parents. It was a common thing even nowadays it was still happening.

Yet, deep inside he was secretly admiring the beauty of the girl. Appearance-wise, the young man in front of him wasn’t looked bad either. But just with a glance, he could define that he was living in poverty.

‘Tsk! This girl, it’s hard to believe that even nowadays there are still some girls who blindly let their heart dictate their course of actions. Such a waste of appearance to use her brain improperly. With that beauty of hers, she could seduce a noble and become his concubine or extort as much money from them. In that way, she can live a bountiful life. Looks like this girl is the type who blindly follows her heart’s obsession. Look, this man can only support a one day one eat,’ the thought as he stared at them.

“No, Mister, we came here to visit our close relative. Aside from that, is something that happened in this place?”

Yeman asked but he noticed the man’s frown while glancing at Night.

When the person heard him, he returned his eyes to the young man. “Yeah, the group of people from the parliament was attacked around this place. By the way, did you see a person of around 60-70 years of age around this area?” Asked the man.

“An Oldman?” Yeman repeated. ‘Looks like these people were looking for the elder of the Gentlewind family,’ Yeman thought.

“Yes, an old man.”

“Sorry, Mister, we don’t see. Regardless...” Yeman said while glancing around, “...are all those people searching for the old man too?” He asked.