
It has been three hours since Sero learned to write and read in Iruta, Sero began to memorize a few words.
The day started to get dark.
Mr. Mazo:"Sero, it's almost night, don't you have to see Zuyo?"
Sero:"Oh yes I forgot."
Mr. Mazo:"Then we continue this later."
Sero:"All right, then I'll go first."
Mr. Mazo:"Wait for Sero!"
Sero:"What's the matter, Mr Mazo?"
Mr. Mazo:"Remember, this talk and the fact that you're Viards, don't let anyone else know."
Sero :"Why?"
Mr. Mazo:"If until others find out, there will be a big problem. If there's anything to ask, just ask me."
Sero:"All right, I'll go first."
Mr. Mazo :"Yes, see you later."
Sero has promised to meet Zuyo. Sero got out of there he started walking towards where he got off the train.
Sero had passed through several merchants and a crowd of people, Sero could now understand all the conversations of people.
"ahh, I'm relieved now, because thanks to mazo I can understand the language of people here. But I'm still surprised, it's really like a fairy tale, there can be a talking bear. Oh, my God, I forgot to ask Mr. Mazo about what he did to me."
Finally Sero arrived at his destination, he went inside, the inner room looked like an ordinary dining place, but all the buildings and furniture were made of wood, and all the furniture was made of wood,
and there is a second floor.See that Zuyo, Xia, and mira are waiting for Sero while sitting in front of the table.
"That's it them."
Sero approached the three of them.
Zuyo:"Hey Sero!, how quickly you came. Where were you going while you weren't with us?"
Sero:"I was just chatting with Mr. Mazo."
Zuyo:"Oh, let's sit down."
Sero:"Thank you."
Sero sat next to Zuyo.
Mira :"Sero Hi."
Xia ;"Hi."
Sero:"Hey."
Mira:"So, what are you talking about with Mr Mazo?"
Sero:"Well, we were just chatting on a light topic and we shared stories."
Mira:"Is that all?"
Sero :"Yeah.
Mira:"Hmm, rarely does she want to chat, what else with people she just met. Though he was always busy, so he did not want to waste time on matters that were not so important."
Sero:"Master Mazo said, for now he's not busy so we chatted. "
Mira :"Oh, that's it."
"I think it's time to ask who Mr. Mazo really is."
Sero:"Can you tell me who Mr Mazo really is?"
Mira :"Oh yeah, you don't know who she is."
Xia:"Then who would want to tell?"
Zuyo:"Mira, you'll."
Mazo, three centuries before.
Mazo is a 30-year-old Elf. Elves are a half-human race with long ears and blonde hair, elves are one of the races that have a very long life. Elves usually live in the forest and even though they are 500 years old they will look like ordinary teenagers who are 25 years old, if they are 1000 years old or more, then they will look like grandmothers or grandparents in general.
Unlike the other elves Mazo chose the Wicth class while the others were archers. Most elves choose the Archer class because elves have very sharp eyesight like an eagle and their visibility is quite far. It is certainly a very appropriate choice if they choose the Archer class, because the archer class is more focused on archery skills. As a result the elves were very talented in archery, they could shoot very far away targets accurately. It is a pity that this kind of ability is ignored.
Mazo is more interested in fighting abilities as a Wicth or a witch, because he thinks that archery is common.
The next day Mazo went to the Venture Academy or commonly called the adventurer academy, the Academy taught people who wanted to become adventurers, such as how to survive and fight. Each of the would-be adventurers had to choose their class according to their skill or will. The teachers there are Veterans-class adventurers who already have a lot of experience, be it in terms of fighting, knowledge, or skills.
Mazo chose the Wicth class. Of course, the teachers there were astonished because it was very rare for elves to choose a Wicth class. Mazo had received insinuations and ridicule from some of his classmates,
"Elves can be witches."
"If you use magic in the woods, your house will be destroyed."
"Hey Mazo, why did you choose to be a magician instead of an archer, you should have used that ability of yours properly, you FOOL!".
However, it did not discourage him, with the ridicule and innuendo he made fuel for his spirit.
"I'm definitely going to be the greatest witch in this town."
Practicing in the academy alone would not make him strong quickly, so when he returned from the academy he trained in the middle of the forest that was not far from where he lived. All the elves there practiced archery but only Mazo practiced magic on his own, like chanting. He only practiced wind, water, light, lightning, earth, and healing magic. He also practiced other elements such as fire and explosions but in safer places such as in deserts. To learn all those elements was certainly not an easy matter plus he often got innuendo and teasing from his classmates when he was in the academy. Not that his mentality dropped, but his spirit was getting smoldering.
Until a year later the academy held a tournament held annually to train for the match. Surely the participants are faced with opponents of the same class as them. In this tournament there are two matches, namely individual matches with prizes in the form of adventure equipment complete with money. And there are group games, with prize money at a high nominal.
Mazo followed both. Brief story in the individual match Mazo lost in the final, then in the match Mazo group won with his partner.
Feeling that there was a match they finally agreed to form an adventurer group or party.
At the second and third year tournaments Mazo managed to win in individual and group matches. Mazo was nicknamed the White Magician, due to the fame and prowess of the Mazo group in completing missions outside their academy dubbed LastChild.
But their fame only lasted for 1.5 years. When graduating from the academy, their abilities are qualified enough to become professional adventurers. The moment they went to the adventurer Guild to obtain the mission, they were stopped by someone wearing armor. He asked them to exterminate the giant gas lizard in the Valley of the Filefound and take the lizard's blood to be used as medicine for his ailing wife and offer them a huge prize money. They also agreed, when they arrived there turned out they were tricked, the opponent they faced was not a giant lizard but four cursed Wyvern/Giant Dragon. They tried to run away and fight, but the efforts in vain one by one of them were killed quite tragically. When Mazo tried to cast magic, it arrived from behind Mazo was struck by a dragon using his tail. He bounced, then he was swallowed alive by another dragon. The party leader tried to save him by attacking his mouth and then entering his mouth. He saw Mazo holding on to his stick that was stuck being slashed by a dragon. The party leader tried to grab his hand, as he could instantly pull and pull Mazo out of the Dragon's mouth. But when the party leader jumped out, fate his leg bitten to break up.
Chief :"AARRHHHG!!!."
Mazo:"Chairman!, you're fine!?"
Chairman:"ARHHG, Damn it!"
Mazo:"Let's go somewhere safe."
As Mazo embraces the chairman, the chairman stops him.
Chief:"Stop, this is free. Just save yourself don't mind me."
Mazo:"NO!, at least we should be safe."
The chairman holds Mazo's shoulders.
Chairman:"Mazo, keep fighting, be strong, don't be discouraged, don't despair and forgive all my mistakes."
Mazo:"What are you talking about!, let's hurry we have to go."
Chief:"Mazo come here."
The leader hugged Mazo.
Mazo:"What are you doing."
The chairman hooked an object to Mazo's back shirt and then cast a spell.
Chairman:"See you later."
Mazo :"What!."
WOOSHH, Mazo flew north.
Mazo :"CHAIRMAN!!"
At high speed, Mazo made it out of the valley and landed in the desert.
Then Mazo cried and was desperate. Guilt and regret filled his heart. Eventually Mazo collapsed due to the severe injuries he received.
SERIATE....