Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Earn Some Spending Money
Time flew. Half a month had passed by in a blink of an eye.
This half of a month was one of the the most relaxing periods of time that Han Shuo had ever had. The cleaning duties that had originally belonged to him were taken care of by Borg and Carey. And because Han Shuo’s back was injured, Fanny didn’t come looking for him to conduct more research.
Han Shuo learned from Jeff that even Fitch had gone in again to give the adept mage qualification trials another go. Therefore, this major enemy was temporarily not a threat.
Ever since Han Shuo’s shameless confession of love at the bottom of the trap, Lisa’s attitude towards Han Shuo had undergone a drastic change. Not only did she not pick on Han Shuo anymore, but she often protected him, forbidding other students to practice necromancy magic on him.
Given the situation, apart from eating, sleeping, drinking and showering, Han Shuo spent all the rest of his free time on practicing magic and studying “The Foundations of Necromancy” and “The Descriptions of Dark Creatures”.
To be honest, the injuries on Han Shuo’s back had long since healed, thanks to him practicing magic. There wasn’t even a scar left anymore.
The current Han Shuo had grown another two centimeters, and was now 170 cm. Thanks to practicing magic and sufficient nutrition from rations, his previous weak-beyond-belief body had started to slowly firm up and increase in strength. There were even muscles forming on his chest and arms.
Unbeknownst to anyone else, Han Shuo’s body and strength had slowly changed without anyone knowing. He had also progressed to the crucial point of training for the “Mystical Glacial Spellfire”. When Han Shuo circulated his magical yuan, he could proceed according to the spell’s instructions, and bring his magical yuan to the palms of his hands.
Whenever Han Shuo started up the “Mystical Glacial Spellfire” and circulated his magical yuan to his left and right palm, he could feel that the center of his palms respectively turn glacially cold and searingly hot. The surface of his skin would be tinged faint purple and red, causing the center of his hands to look quite odd.
“You’re an errand boy for the academy. But your body isn’t very strong, and you’re not a warrior. You’re asking for death coming here. Little fellow, let me advise you to avoid pursuing this pay, otherwise you could really be beaten to death!” A thin old man said to Han Shuo as he looked over from the doors at the front of the lobby.
Old man Jeff was fifty some years old, and in the same occupation as Han Shuo. He wore an errand boy’s clothes and was in charge of registering the human targets. He had some misgivings about the frailty of Han Shuo’s body and so tried to persuade Han Shuo out of kindness.
“No worries, Mister Jeff please register me. I’d like to try!” Han Shuo looked at Jeff and spoke sincerely.
“Since you insist, I’ll register you. Ai. Do you think this is easy money? If you really are beaten to death, don’t blame me for not warning you!” Upon seeing Han Shuo was still insistent after a few attempts, and that others behind in the line were impatiently calling out, Jeff gave up trying to convince Han Shuo and agreed, putting down “Bryan” in the register.
A few other human targets looked at him oddly when Han Shuo walked in through the doors. The eyes of most were filled with disdain, and the kindhearted few wore expressions of pity and regret, even trying to convince Han Shuo not to try.
Although Han Shuo’s body was a bit stronger than before due to practicing magic, he was still quite a ways off from the burly men whose arms were thicker than his thighs. Bryan had been all skin and bones like a skinny monkey, and Han Shuo was only marginally stronger in comparison.
“Listen to me, leave while you still can, otherwise you’ll surely be beaten to death.” As Han Shuo took in his surroundings, a thin, twenty some year old youth walked over to Han Shuo and tried to persuade him.
This youth wore the clothes of a warrior student. Even though his body didn’t look too well built either, he was undoubtedly much stronger than those who looked strong on the outside, but hadn’t practiced any martial arts techniques simply because he was a warrior student.
“Thank you, I want to try!” Han Shuo flashed a friendly smile and spoke lightly as he nodded at the youth.
“I’m called Cal, and I come here often to earn some extra money. Even though I’m a sergeant knight, I’ve still suffered serious injuries before. I’ve seen too many who were beaten to death because they wanted to earn some money, so I hope you can take my advice. Leave while you still can, otherwise you’ll truly regret it!” Cal looked at Han Shuo with sincerity, dissuading Han Shuo with a face of genuity.
Han Shou smiled and shook his head, “I’m called Bryan. Very nice to meet you Cal. I’m grateful for your good intentions, but I must try.”
Cal gave an involuntary sigh upon seeing Han Shuo’s determination, and shook his head without saying anything. Cal’s gaze however, was full of pity, as if he felt that Han Shuo was surely dead without a doubt.