A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Louise felt nothing but pain.

She was once young, but now she has long lost that interest. Although the beautiful face of the past is still attached to her body and refuses to leave, Louise's heart has long fallen into the hustle and bustle of the world.

She couldn't help but think of that time, in 1905, when she was an eighteen-year-old girl from an ordinary family. At that time, Fury was just a young man who liked guitar and harmonium, although he didn't play well.

They were blowing the evening breeze on the west coast of St. Francis, and she thought they would always be together. Although Fury is not good at music, he plays rugby very well. He may become an athlete, but he should also be an ordinary employee, right?

She thought again of 1910, when they had been married for two years. Louise was so enviably beautiful that all of Fury's friends congratulated him on marrying such a beautiful girl. At that time, they lived on Pennine Street in St. Francis, and Louise would set up a street vendor selling cookies. She was so good at baking cookies that the pastry shop across the street approached her several times, hoping to buy her recipe.

At that time, Fury was still busy looking for a job. He worked as an apprentice in an auto repair shop, and his body smelled of coal and oil lamps every day.

Well, Charlie was only two years old at the time, a baby who had to be carried around every day.

Sometimes he would bring something back, such as pizza. There was a store-bought pizza there that was delicious, but the smell of engine oil needed to be dissipated before eating.

She then thought of 1917, when Fury was drafted as a soldier and participated in the world war. There was no man in the family and his income was even lower. Louise's biscuit business gradually declined, and as Charlie grew older, he needed more money, so they had to move into a cheaper place.

Fortunately, Charlie was already very sensible at this time. Louise pooled some money for him to go to kindergarten, and he would come to help Louise bake cookies after school.

Then came 1918, which was not an easy year. Louise's parents died in a car accident. In order to hold the funeral, Louise took out the 30 Philippine dollars she had finally saved. Then in order to get back her parents' belongings and inheritance, she paid another 40 Philippine dollars in inheritance tax, but she also inherited her parents' debts. After many layers of liquidation, she only got 60 Philippine dollars, two boxes of old clothes, two boxes of old books and one box of sundries.

Fortunately, Charlie seemed to enjoy reading these books.

Then...in 1919, Fury came back, and Louise greeted him happily, but...but she only saw a man who had lost an arm, was covered in ulcers, and was in a state of despair.

Then...then...

Louise shed tears, one drop after another. She looked at the man pressing on her. He was like a demon, and even his appearance was different from Fury.

But it doesn't matter... She knows that Fury has disappeared, and all she cares about now is Charlie. Damn it... How is Charlie? Did he run out? Damn...I actually passed out just now...

The pain came again, tearing pain, and Louise's body collapsed weakly, but she still thought of Charlie in her heart.

Charlie, my dear Charlie, you have to study hard. Mom knows that knowledge can change many things. You are very smart. You may become a lawyer in the future. No, a doctor is also very good, or a writer. Charlie likes to read books and read novels and stories in newspapers. Maybe it would be good for you to try writing novels in the future. Mom, I'm really sorry for you. I didn't see your father's problem earlier. It would be great if I could make him correct it earlier, so that what happened today wouldn't have happened.

Charlie...I'm sorry...

Charlie…

Louise looked up blankly, her body had given up resistance and completely softened.

But this time.

She saw a flash of light, blue light, this blue was mixed with lavender, as if it came from a siren in the deep sea.

Fury turned his head angrily again. He had just reached the pleasant part. He was fed up with this guy who bothered him again and again...

Then he saw a pair of hands.

These hands are wrapped in a dreamy blue shimmer, light and soft like velvet, very suitable for the owner of these hands.

It was a boy who was only thirteen years old. His hair was stuck together with blood, and his childish look still remained on his face.

Fury stared blankly, the light in his eyes was even more bizarre. He had just finished smoking marijuana and his brain was still immersed in hallucinations. In Fury's eyes, there seemed to be countless tentacles stretching out from behind Charlie. These tentacles were floating in the air, with a layer of blue light floating on their surfaces, as beautiful as neon lights slowly descending in the deep sea.

Those hands slowly and calmly stretched out, as if to gently touch Fury. In Fury's eyes, it was like a dazzling kaleidoscope, and countless hands followed behind those hands.

The hands gently pressed on the side of Fury's head.

In an instant, the severe pain, as if he had been electrocuted, penetrated into Fury's mind without any hindrance.

A feeling like being burned by fire flooded into his brain, and twisted marks that seemed to be caused by whipping appeared on his head, like worms crawling under his skin.

The severe pain made Fury wake up. He opened Truffles roughly, turned around and overturned Charlie, and strangled his neck.

The pain of suffocation gradually overwhelmed Charlie, and a black veil began to cover his eyes.

But at this time, the strength of Fury's hand suddenly weakened.

Charlie fell to the ground and looked hard. Traces of twisting like worms had crawled all over Fury's head. He knelt down uncontrollably and used his only hand to tear out his own throat.

He gasped for breath, but it was as if a ball of cotton was stuck in his throat, and no air could flow in, and his strength was also sucked away.

Charlie got up. His legs were paralyzed and his whole body had lost strength. Even he didn't know how he stood up.

Fury opened his mouth and only made a hoarse sound. He glared at Charlie, but he could no longer say anything.

He wanted to jump forward and show off his strength like before, but Fury's muscles had gone limp and he fell hard to the ground, just like... just like before.

He slammed his hand on the ground in anger.

Charlie looked at this scene sadly. He closed his eyes tightly, and after two seconds, he opened them again, and his eyes slowly moved to the soles of his feet.

That was the knife that Fury had just thrown to the ground.

Charlie shook his body. He wanted to bend down, but his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground. He had to kneel down to pick up the knife, and crawled to Fury on his knees.

The latter still felt no fear at this time. Charlie looked at him, but all he saw was hatred.

"I'm sorry," Charlie said.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

Immediately, the sharp knife penetrated Fury's neck. This process went smoothly beyond imagination because all the muscles in Fury's body were relaxed.

Blood flowed out quietly, and Fury's expression changed from madness to fear, from fear to fear. Finally, his expression froze on his face and his body lost strength.

Charlie looked at this scene. He was expressionless at first, which was what he wanted to do, but tears still flowed out.

One drop after another, Charlie sobbed uncontrollably, then turned into a distinct cry.

At this time, there was no more strength to support him, and Charlie fell to the ground. He only felt that it hurt, his body hurt, and his heart hurt...

Until someone hugged him tightly.

Louise's soft body hugged Charlie tightly.

"You're great," she said. "Mom's here."