Legend of the Fire Witch
Chapter 2: The Witch Conscious
I don't remember how I came home after the ceremony.
I vaguely remember sitting on the train in silence between my father and brother, Fray.
Be honest. The lowest of all the levels.
The Reverend will only state magical properties that BEST suit you.
Igni stared at the "Status" he received for the hundredth time.
Igni Talcoyz
Age: 12
[EARTH] : none
[AIR] : none
[BURN] : [F]
[ANGIN]: none
[LIGHT] : none
[DARK] : none
"Status" with "nothing" engravings literally means that using magic lines is impossible. In short, Igni could ONLY use [FIRE], and worst of all, his compatibility with it was F-Rank.
Two months have passed since the nightmare of the Compatibility Ritual. This was the time when those with C-Rank would begin to learn the first step using the new powers they discovered.
And Igni started to use [FIREBALL], the first basic [FIRE] spell, and even then, he had trouble chanting it.
Igni: “I want to know how Rose is..”.
I haven't seen it since the Compatibility Ritual ended. It was because his knights who were guarding him refused him entry.
Well, even if I see her, what can I tell her?
He became the "Saint" that the entire country celebrated upon his arrival.
And then there was me, who had the magical talent of scraping the bottom of the barrel.
Igni's father had worked hard to make sure no one knew about his son's F-Rank, but it was only a matter of time until the news spread.
For the past 2 months, Igni has been held in his own room.
The servants would bring him 3 times a day and 1 Magician textbook per week. In addition, he was forbidden to leave his room.
Even his secret escape path that he had used until now was all blocked by his father.
Igni: “I think Dad always knows and let it go..”.
Igni's father was very strict, but there was a grain of love in his words that only his father could muster, but now, Igni would never hear those words again, and his heart was broken. For the first time, Igni cried.
Server: “Mr Igni, sir calls you.”
Igni: “.... alright.”
Igni, with a hollow expression of death, stood weakly.
It had been 2 months since he had spoken to his father.
What does Igni have to say when he sees her?
His body did not feel like his body as he walked into his father's room. Every step, against his will, just kept happening, and he didn't know how or why.
And before he knew it, he was standing at the door of the room.
The door knob was clicked hard as the waiter opened the door.
Father: “...You are here, Igni.”
Igni: “...iya.”
His father looked pale, tired, and tired compared to 2 months ago.
Dad: “I'll give you two choices.”
Igni: “...two?”
Igni: (Will he not say anything?)
Why didn't he see Igni for 2 months.
Why would he not allow anything but to eat and learn magic.
Father: “One. I'll allow you to stay inside this mansion, but you'll stay here for the rest of your life.”
Igni: ".............."
Father: “Two. You will leave the name Talcoyz and have nothing to do with this family in the future.”
Igni: (.that means.).
Igni's eyes widened, but no words came out of his mouth from the news.
Server: “Master! Please! That's too rough!”
Father: “A nobleman should live like a noble.”
Server: “But your son is only 12 years old!”
Father: "I cannot allow the name Talcoyz to be humiliated any further."
I almost fainted when the power in my body left me.
My eyes were red, but I was still at a loss for words.
Father: "The heir to the family is Fray."
I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING, but nothing comes out.
JUST ANYTHING ... ANYTHING ... ..!!
Igni: “B-'s...Daddyh. No, Mr. Host Talcoyz.”
I need to consider that even being given a choice is compassion for the man.
Hearing my words, the servant stood with wide eyes.
Server: “Tuan Igni..”
I silenced the waiter with a hand gesture.
I am no longer the master of this house.
Igni: “I'll be leaving from this family.”
...Consider that the fact that you are allowed to live is already compassionate enough!
Father: “I understand. If that's your choice, leave this premise immediately.”
I turned my back on Dad and left the room.
Fray: "It's been a while, brother."
Igni: “... Ruckus.”
His younger brother's the same age.
If it was him, what would he say?
Will he leave me with sweet words?
Fray: "Hahaha, Serve you properly, brother!"
Igni: “Ribustion..?”
His voice was different, like coming from a stranger. I tilted my head in confusion.
Fray: “Didn't you see this coming? You never learn. All you think about is running away from the mansion to do one of your stupid little adventures. Aren't you ashamed of doing that as the heir to this family? And all this time, I was the one who studied and practiced seriously while you were playing out there. God sees this and judges us according to it.”
Igni: “...Fray, is that what you've been thinking all along?”
Fray: "Call me as Sir Fray, you lowly commoner!"
BAM! Igni's body fell hard to the floor.
Igni: “B-very heavy..”.
Fray: “Gravity magic. How's it? While you were practicing your little [FIREBALL], I had learned a spell like this.”
Igni: “….Fray!!!”
Fray: “Why don't you lick my shoes.
Igni: “...fuck.it...”.
He had no choice but to do as Fray asked.
Igni stuck out his tongue to lick Fray's shoes.
Fray: “HAHAHAHA! Igni, you're the worst! I almost feel sorry for you!”
The magic lifted and disappeared.
Igni immediately got up and ran as soon as his brother let down his guard.
No, he let Igni escape.
It was Fray's way of showing off how much control he had over the situation.
And Igni ran out of the mansion.
It had been two months smothering inside, but the fresh air did not lift his spirits.
Igni: “...fucking! Shit, shit, shit....!!!”
Sky overcast.
Moisture lingered on his skin, and wrapped around his body suffocating him.
Igni: “Gosh!!!!”
It shouldn't be like this!
IT SHOULDN'T BE LIKE THIS!!!
Tears fell from Igni's face as he continued to run down the road.
A year has passed since that day.
"Hey, get up, trench cleaner."
Igni: “...hah?”
Storage room of a tavern.
In the room, under a tattered blanket, Igni awakens to the sound of the tavern keeper.
“There's work for you. Wake."
Igni : “..iya pak”
Igni got up and left the blanket tattered inside the storage room and went outside.
The sun had not yet risen, and the sky was dark with cold air.
“Alright, same job as usual. Clean the trench as usual, but before leaving, bring food supplies to the kitchen.”
Igni: “YASIR!”
There was no home, no family, no magical abilities, no chance of becoming an adventurer, and even a smaller chance of becoming a Witch.
The Tavern Guard was the only one willing to accept it. Well, it's not without reason. He gets a cheap errand boy to do all the dirty work.
Igni earned 30 bronze coins per day working as a trench cleaner.
From his salary, 15 were taken for lodging, and 10 for 3 meals. The food consists of moldy bread and soup that is mostly filled with water.
But a decent inn would cost 60 bronze per night, and eat each for 20.
...Trench cleaner is for anyone who has no magical talent and has no other skills.
That's why this is only one step above slavery.
It was because in order to wash anything, the [WATER] mages only needed to cast magic, and the work would be done.
A job that can be easily done with a single spell.
But this was a job that would be a \ even for one spell, so Igni had a way to make a living.
Igni followed the orders of the Shopkeeper, and set out to clear the moat.
"All right! Today, we will clean the sewers under the city! Inside it will be dark, but make sure you clean it thoroughly!”
At the entrance of the sewer, Igni and a few other men in the same boat stood there without life in their eyes.
“If you understand, now go, asshole!!”
With a watchdog shout, the men dragged their feet carrying buckets of dents and entered the sewers.
Ditch cleaners periodically clean the area where wastewater flows. If too much trash was left in one place, monsters would start nesting there. Before that happens, the Ditch Cleaner will handle it.
But we are talking about Slime in this case, the weakest of all monsters. So there really isn't a problem.
No real problem, but a little \ the people of the city.
Igni has a job because of their annoyance.
He should be grateful about that.
Igni let out a long breath.
Igni was probably in the dirtiest spot, shoveling trash into his broken bucket.
Igni: “Until when will I continue this way?”
Igni muttered those words to anyone, but since no one around heard him, the words echoed even louder within him.
Igni thoughtlessly shoveled more trash into his bucket, when suddenly, light filled the gutter. The light came from upstream.
Igni: “What's..”
Wait, did a monster appear?!
If that was the case, Igni was in deep trouble. Even now, all he could do was [FIREBALL].
But with Igni's magic, he can't even \ a little slime…!
But when viewed closer, the light followed the stream and slowly approached Igni.
It follows the river?
Then...maybe it wasn't a monster?
Fearfully and carefully, Igni approached the light and felt his knees limp at the sight of what it was.
Igni: “....G-GRANDPA?!?!”
Yes, what comes down from upstream and goes with the flow here is "Extrim" [LIGHT].
—-it was Lucas himself.
Igni: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!”
Igni could not help himself.
A thin light wrapped around Lucas so that he would not be littered by the dirt around him.
Luke: “What? Igni, is that you?”
Igni: “Yes it's me! Grandpa, what are you doing here of all places ?! ”
Lucas has a habit of wandering.
That was one of the additional reasons why he was ostracized from the family. He's THAT vulnerable to constantly wandering around.
While Lucas still carries the name Talcoyz, Igni hears that Lucas disappeared for years at a time.
So in Igni's heart, he hopes to meet his grandfather somewhere in this world.
And his wish finally came true.
Igni almost cried on the spot.
His grandfather might be able to help him out of this situation!
He might be able to reverse this hopeless future nightmare!
Had Lucas noticed his grandson's sharp gaze, no one knew, as he spoke nonchalantly.
Lucas: "I got caught cheating again."
Igni: “No, seriously. What are you doing with your life?”
Unchanged, his grandfather was his grandfather to the end.