Magic—it was something that Raze originally thought he was the only one who knew about in the World of Pagna, and so he believed it was his trump card. He would use his knowledge to get ahead of others and create items that would help him along the way.
He soon found out, due to the organization Alter, that this wasn't the case, but he still had an advantage. He wasn't just any mage; he was the Dark Magus, a nine-star mage. Something that could only be counted on one hand; so few had achieved such a feat.
Still, it was something he needed to build from the ground up in his new body, and due to his infamy, it was something he still needed to keep secret from the rest of the mages in Pagna.
At least, keeping everyone thinking that the Pagna warrior Raze Cromwell and the Dark Magus were two separate people.
The thought of teaching others his knowledge didn't cross his mind for a few reasons. One, although he was a wind mage in his previous life, he had focused on learning Dark Magic, and his methods for growing stronger were at times too much for others to handle or not something that everyone could do.
At the same time, there was a sense of trust. Safa had been with this body from the beginning. What would she do if she ever found out that he was not her real brother? What if she really was the one behind the deaths of the others?
But slowly over time, Raze had noticed the small gestures she had made. The small things she had already done to help him, despite the way he had treated her. There was no doubt in his mind that if there was any type of magic that suited her, it was Light Magic.
She was in some ways the polar opposite of him, and maybe that also was one of the reasons he pushed her away.
When he had thought about teaching her, that was when he realized that he somewhat cared for her. Maybe it was his body, maybe it was him, or she had won him over with her manners, but he knew that he did care for her now.
It showed at the event when he pushed her out of the ring, and his heart pained every time he saw her in trouble. Which was why he didn't want to teach her magic.
It was another secret for her to keep. If she let it spread, it would also affect him, and Alter would be after her. Making her learn magic was putting a target on her back as well.
As time went on, though, he realized that the world of Pagna was more dangerous than he originally thought. Raze wouldn't always be there, especially since he needed to focus on himself.
There was a solution to it all, though, something that would not only help them but benefit him as well, which is why he had asked Safa the question, the first person he had decided to trust fully since coming to the world of Pagna.
"I'm asking you as well as I don't wish to force you, do you want to learn magic?" Raze asked.
Safa stared at Raze as she sat in the seat; she looked up at his face, and her eyes started to twinkle. Before he knew it, tears were rolling down her cheek, leaving watermarks on her trousers.
Eventually, though, she did nod her head, and that's when Raze realized it was tears of joy from him asking. He soon saw a smile peek through the tears, and the same strange feeling he had in his heart was felt again whenever he saw that she was upset, but she wasn't upset this time.
'Now I know why my heart aches; you remind me so much of her,' Raze smiled and looked at the ground for a few moments as well. 'You were also a mage that specialized in the Light attribute as well.'
Breaking away from the ground, Raze looked at Safa again. "Learning magic will not be easy, so I need you to work hard."
Raze was thinking of all the ways he could teach Safa. He was pretty sure that she had already done numerous things that would draw her towards Light magic, but making a magic core for someone who knew nothing about magic would certainly be difficult.
A beast crystal that had the Light attribute, or a plant that drew in light energy itself would be a big bonus. The best way might be if Raze unlocked the Light attribute himself. Although he wouldn't be able to grow it much, it would allow him to help Safa control the magic in her.
"Hey Raze, can I learn magic as well?" Liam asked.
He had been following Raze for a while now, and had seen him do crazy things, including opening portals on his own. It was clear he was a very special person, and he had figured out fairly quickly what this magic was.
"No," Raze answered immediately. "Magic is not something to be taken lightly. And with it, you would be required to keep more secrets than you know. Do you really think you can keep it a secret?"
"Of course!" Liam answered.
"To the point that even if you were threatened, your whole family annihilated if you ever said a word to anyone?" Raze asked again.
These threats couldn't be used on Safa because the two of them were the only family she had.
"Ermm…like my whole family?" Liam repeated the question, his voice a little shaky, knowing full well that it would be a hard thing for him to do.
"Although I might not be able to teach you magic, I am happy that you are keeping this whole thing a secret," Raze said. "I will be happy to make you an item that will aid you in your journey as a Pagna warrior."
From asking a simple question, Liam had gotten a lot more than he imagined. He didn't want to say anything in case Raze had changed his mind, and as he went to lie on his bed, he started to think.
'Raze is really bipolar, huh?' Liam started to think of the Raze he met when he was beaten, the Raze at the event, and the Raze just moments ago who crushed students' arms and slashed them across their chests without a second thought.
The one right now was a nice, calm, collected, cool-headed individual, and at other times, it felt like he was looking at a monster.
What did a person have to go through to have such a flip-flop of emotions? It did make him wonder.
Knocking at the door, Dame had done two knocks and then three knocks in a row. It was a special signal they had come up with, so they knew it was him as the door opened. When it did open, he was not alone, and a bandaged man had come through the door with him, being carried on his shoulder.
It was Simyon, his eyes were open, and he was awake, which was a good sign, and he quickly was brought over to the bed.
"Don't worry, Simyon explained everything that happened; it seems like things were inevitable, and it was partly my fault," Dame stated. "I should have given you some coin to use in this world. It had just completely slipped my mind."
Safa and Liam had quickly gone to look at Simyon, to see if he was okay and were having a few words with him, while Dame decided to walk over to Raze.
"What about you, did the auction house go okay?" Dame asked.
Raze didn't exactly say anything and just looked at his hand. He had almost forgotten about that incident due to what had happened right after. It might not have been the best thing to inform Dame of what had occurred.
"There were a few problems, and I wasn't able to enter today, but I should be fine tomorrow," Raze thought about the man he had met who had offered him a ticket inside.
"Well, just in case, I bought you some coin for you to buy the supplies you need," Dame handed over a small coin bag that looked like a fat pink pig. Raze opened it up and could see a gold coin as well as a few silvers.
"That should be enough to cover you for supplies. If you can, I need some of those pills of yours fairly quickly. I have an order in already."
Raze nodded; even if he couldn't get into the auction house, at least he could buy the materials needed from the merchants on the side.
"I would come with you to make sure you have entrance into the auction house, but something has come up. This time when I say don't get into any trouble, I mean it," Dame said, raising his voice so the others could hear. "I won't be in the city this time; I need to head back to my clan."
There was a part inside Raze that wanted to ask Dame what was up. After all, he had helped him out greatly, and they were partners. However, if Dame needed help badly, then he could ask.
And Raze had his own share of problems as well. With that, Dame had hurriedly left the place and left the three to their own devices again.
Now, Raze knew what he needed to do. He would be returning to the auction house to buy his materials and look for some items for the whole group, including himself. He then walked up to Safa, who was by Simyon.n.(In
"Let's fix your voice as well," Raze stated.
