Another world, I have an elf magician

"Did I hear you correctly, Wayne? Are you sure you want to take him away, a child with no magical talent?"

"Well, I have decided, Principal Brian, to ask you to help handle the relevant graduation procedures for the child so that he can enter the Cocoa Magic School that I represent."

……

My consciousness began to awaken, and the first thing I regained was my hearing.

After the conversation, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

Fully awake, I opened my eyes.

Looking at the wood-grained ceiling, I felt a little familiar.

"Is this...the college's medical room?

I'm still alive! "

"Yeah, of course you're still alive, young man."

Turning around, I found a man with average appearance and dog ears looking at me with a smile.

In my mind, I vaguely remember that it was him who used earth magic to save me at the last moment.

"Hello, my name is Randy Greste." I said proactively.

"Haha, my name is Wayne Bruce. This is our first meeting. Please take care of me." Wayne said.

I looked at the man who had put away his smile but still squinted his eyes, and said hesitantly:

"Um...can you open your eyes and talk to me?

It feels a little bad to be looked at by others with squinted eyes..."

Wayne touched his head and coughed dryly: "Sorry, I opened my eyes as wide as possible."

"Um...squint your eyes, haha, I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

I was stunned for a few seconds and smiled awkwardly.

Suddenly, I thought of something and said excitedly: "Where's Siluya, how is she!"

"Oh, you're talking about that little girl from the long-eared tribe with white hair. Her situation is not very optimistic."

"What, where is she now?"

Looking at Wayne, who was frowning, my tone sounded very panicked, and I couldn't help but feel worried for Silua.

"You and she are indeed good friends." Wayne said.

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

"Haha, don't worry so much, your friend will be fine.

She was sent to nearby Taxi City for treatment and is now estimated to have been cured.

The magic value in her body was very high, and the teachers were vying to take her in and let her join the magic schools they represented. "

Wayne smiled comfortingly, showed an easy-going expression, and continued:

"When she was found, even though she was unconscious, she kept murmuring your name. It seems that you have a good relationship with her."

I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Silua was fine.

"How long have I been unconscious?" I asked.

"a whole day.

It's morning now and you've been sleeping since yesterday. "Wayne said.

I sat up, lifted the quilt, and tried to get out of bed.

As soon as I stepped on the ground, my legs went weak, my body leaned forward, and I fell.

Wayne supported me and put me back on the bed.

"You are still very weak. Please sleep a little longer. There is no need to get up in a hurry now."

"Oh, thank you Mr. Wayne."

"Hey, don't be so polite, just call me Director Wayne from now on.

Congratulations on becoming a student at Cocoa Magic School! "

I sat on the bed, holding my forehead, and just wanted to rub my temples to relieve my aching head, when suddenly my eyes widened and I looked at Wayne in disbelief.

"A student of Kokoa Magic School...me?"

I pointed my index finger at myself.

"Yeah, I like you very much, young man. You are the second student I selected this year."

Wayne raised his eyebrows.

"impossible?

You should know me, I don’t even have a little bit of magic talent, and the tuition at your school is very expensive! "

I said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have magic talent, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, because there will be corresponding policies posted in the school.

If magic is not enough, the school can also teach you swordsmanship, animal training skills, and fighting skills.

There are all kinds of skills such as swords, guns and sticks, so if you miss this opportunity, it will be gone! "

"Uh, this..."

I looked at Wayne who was beaming with joy, and with his seductive tone, I always felt like I was being brainwashed by a pyramid scheme, or like I was having a clearance sale.

In my heart, I will follow him and have the urge to buy for free and seize the opportunity to take advantage of him.

I didn't agree to him immediately, nor did I show any surprise on my face.

After all, for a loser like me, having a teacher from a magic school take the initiative to invite me to join them and become their student is truly a pie-in-the-sky thing.

But after living for 32 years, I am no longer the kind of child who is easily fooled and deceived.

I know clearly that there is no such thing as free prostitution.

Even if it does, the probability of it happening to me is slim.

So I feel like this Wayne is a bit unreliable.

Looking at me hesitantly, he showed a surprised expression: "Hey, aren't you willing?

It shouldn't be! "

"Then am I going to be pleasantly surprised now, as if I got a big bargain for nothing? Is this what I should be doing?" I asked rhetorically.

"Uh, yes, shouldn't it be?" Wayne looked at me guiltily and said.

I captured this scene and thought there was something wrong.

I asked tentatively: "Then what are the conditions for me to join your school?

It refers to what unilateral requirements you have for me. "

"No." Wayne shook his head.

"Really?" I asked.

Wayne hesitated for a moment, so I immediately judged that he must have some other purpose, or even plot against me.

Could it be that he wanted to sell me?

Human trafficking often occurs in this world.

Even though I live in such a remote town, I can always hear about families whose children have been abducted by traffickers.

For a newbie like me, I have no idea whether the Kokoa School of Magic exists or not.

I don’t know if it’s true or not.

Maybe the man in front of me with demi-human blood is not the dean of a magic school at all, but just a liar.

So, I tried my best to put on a gloomy expression and said in an interrogating tone:

“Let me tell you straight, I don’t like beating around the bush and I don’t like people who are dishonest.

I admit that what you said is very attractive, but I am not the kind of idiot who thinks that pie in the sky will fall.

Just tell me what your purpose is. If you don't tell me, then I will not agree to join the magic school you represent. "

Something unexpected happened.

Wayne looked at me very appreciatively and laughed.

I looked at him, confused.

He asked: "So, what do you think my purpose is, or what exactly do you suspect about me?"

I confessed: "I suspect that you are not the dean of a magic school at all, and how can anyone like me, a loser?

Even if you fall in love with me and think I'm lucky, you must have some other purpose.

For example, capture me as a coolie, or sign some overbearing terms to sell myself? "

The reason why I say this is because, in my previous life, I saw on the Internet that many high school graduates were lured into the school by the rhetoric of Pheasant University.

Some students even signed contracts without knowing it, and were sold by the college to certain companies without authorization. If they resisted, they would not be given diplomas or anything else.

This world is too crazy. Even mice serve as bridesmaids for cats. There are too many tricks, so be careful.