Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

When Vincent was angry, he rolled up a hurricane, and when Vincent was sad, he called for wind and rain.In winter, when Vincent felt cold, he called the sky fire to light the trees to bring warmth to Vincent.

Not to mention making ice sculptures for Vincent while playing, casting magic power on the fruit seeds planted by Vincent, and ripening them to grow into big trees in the sky.

It can be said that Vincent is able to have the achievements that other mages can't match, partly due to the preference of the elemental elves for Vincent.

But in the same way, until Vincent was 15 years old and came to the capital, he didn't have a single friend he could make friends with, and it was also because of the preference of the elemental elves.

—Who would want to associate with a child who is prone to storms and is surrounded by danger?

In the village where Vincent originally lived, even the adults and Vincent's parents were accidentally injured by elemental elves.To be able to kill Vincent not as an evil god, but to raise him until he was 12 years old before driving him to the capital, the people in the village are already kind-hearted.

The elemental spirits caused Vincent a lot of trouble even in the Mage Academy.Although Vincent's soul is a mature male, the elemental elves pay too much attention to Vincent's emotions. Flying around, punishing those who caused Vincent's mood swings.

Fortunately, after learning magic, Vincent knew how to communicate with the elemental elves, which made Vincent's surroundings much calmer.

It was rare for Vincent's mood to be so fluctuated by Caesarion, and now the elemental spirits who were originally driven to a distance by him gathered together again.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine." Vincent smiled helplessly, comforting the elemental elves who were about to freeze Caesarion next door.

"I'm just..." Vincent wanted to explain to these partners who had been with him all the time, but found that he couldn't express his inner feelings in words for a while.

Vincent stopped, but thought quietly for a while, and then said helplessly: "To me, Ludwig and Caesarion are different."

However, what is the specific difference, Vincent himself can't tell the reason.

After a while, Vincent felt the temperature of his cheeks drop, and for some reason the dry mouth and hot eyes no longer appeared, so he buried his head in the quilt, ready to sleep like this.

Vincent slept another level of good that night.

Even in his sleep, the words Caesarion said still lingered in his ears.

So sincere and so earnest, it seemed to have driven away the coldness and hatred that Vincent had had when facing Caesarion in his continuous dreams.

Amidst the crisp birdsong, Vincent lazily opened his eyes, stretched on the bed, and felt that he slept very comfortably last night.

But when Vincent took out his magic crystal from the interspatial ring and wanted to discuss some matters about the mage gathering with Daniel, he realized that he seemed to have slept until the sun was up.

Probably because of Caesarline's actions yesterday, these attendants thought that something would happen to their Emperor and Vincent, so they took the initiative to let Vincent sleep until he woke up naturally.

——Although Vincent slept until he woke up naturally before, he never slept until now.

Could it be that after today, Vincent will confirm the rumor of having an affair with Caesarline?

Even if Caesarline issued a ban, it would only make the relationship between Vincent and him more ambiguous—and everyone would know about it.

If you want everyone to know something, just stop it.

Vincent rubbed his forehead in distress because he had slept for too long, and then decided to get up.

Anyway, Vincent's own reputation doesn't matter. As for Caesarline, his capable subordinates will not let such scandals tarnish Caesarline's reputation.

Thinking of this, Vincent suddenly remembered that the only subordinate of Caesarion he had ever seen was Vilandon, who once belonged to the same knight order as Caesarion.

As for the civil servants in charge of other fields, Vincent didn't see any of them.

But it's good if you don't see it, the civil servants under Caesarline's command are more difficult to deal with one by one, and Vincent doesn't want to spend his precious reading time with these civil servants who are thinking and twisting.

After Vincent finished washing, he sat down at the table where the dishes and the fragrant black tea were placed.

The round table was covered with a white doily, and a golden bouquet with slightly curled petals was blooming in a light blue long-necked vase.

Vincent picked up the black tea that the maid Rem made for him and took a sip. Seeing Rem's expression and posture, Vincent suddenly stopped what he was doing and fixed his eyes on Rem.

Vincent leaned on the back of the chair, organized his words, and then said to the girl Rem whose life had changed greatly because of him: "You have seen 'that door', right?"

Rem's expression was steady and serene, she was completely different from the girl who was so excited when she heard that Vincent was going to teach her magic.

"Yes... sir, I have already seen that door." Rem nodded, she poured black tea for Vincent, and said, "I have decided to resign from the palace."

Vincent looked at Rem's calm profile, raised his eyebrows, and waited for Rem to continue.

"Mr. Vincent is leaving the capital soon? A character like you must need a maid to take care of you? I think I can do it. No, or I hope I can be Mr. Vincent's maid." Rem held the hem of her skirt and saluted Vincent.

"You changed my destiny and gave me a chance to step into the world that I could only look up to... Just making you a cup of black tea or tidying up your clothes is not enough to express my gratitude .”

"You have talent, Rem." Vincent stood up, and he looked down at Rem who bent down and bowed to him. Compared with this petite maid, even the thin Vincent's body could She was in her own shadow.

"You can try to desire more, instead of changing from a maid serving the nobles of the palace to a maid serving the mage." Vincent patted Rem's head lightly: "Even if it is a woman, even if it is Maid, you also have the right to dream and have more ambitions."

"But...!" Rem's chest was throbbing with heat, but she still didn't dare to take this step.Because she is a maid, being able to learn magic is already a miracle, if she is still greedy for more, what should she do if God takes this miracle back?

As long as she once saw the blue sky and the vastness of the universe, Rem would rather die than return to the narrow bottom of the well.

——even if this 'bottom of the well' is so comfortable and even envied by others.

"No but, Rem. If you use this mentality to learn magic, then even if you see the 'door', you can only stop behind the 'door'."

Vincent said somewhat harshly.

"The essence of a mage is greed. We are greedy for all the unknowns, eager to understand these unknowns, and then use them for us. The last thing a mage should do is ambition, Rem. Ambition and greed are the mages who are constantly working hard. motivation. I have no shortage of people to take care of me, Rem."

When Vincent finished speaking, Rem's eyes were already flooded with tears.

Her sight was blurred into a white mist by the continuous heat flow, just like Rem's mood at the moment, she felt that she had failed Vincent's expectations and teachings for her.

Rem was crying tremblingly, but she didn't dare to let out the sound of crying, fearing that her weak posture would make Vincent even more disappointed in her.

"Don't cry, I haven't finished yet." Vincent was also confused by Rem's suddenly shaking shoulders and drooping head, he hurriedly picked up a clean white handkerchief from the small round table beside him , and then wiped away the overflowing tears for Rem.

Vincent seldom did this. He didn't know whether it was because he was too strong or because Rem cried so sadly that the girl's nose was red and she looked very pitiful.

Vincent said helplessly: "Although I don't lack people to take care of me, but Rem, are you willing to leave with me as my apprentice assistant?"

Rem even forgot to cry after this twists and turns, but she cried so sadly before, she was still hiccupping and asked: "Really, Mr. Vincent? Do you really want me to be yours?" Apprentice?"

"Yeah, since I've taught you, I can't leave you alone - anyway, I'm also your introductory tutor." Vincent was relieved to see that Rem stopped crying.

Vincent didn't waste so much energy teasing Caesarion in the Mage Tower before, because that stubborn and proud blond boy firmly believed that Vincent could not find a better apprentice than him.

Vincent's decision to bring Rem along was not a whim.

Originally, Vincent wanted to teach Rem some basic knowledge, and then introduce her to Mural or Wen Dejin. These two mages would not refuse for Vincent's sake.

But Vincent didn't expect that Rem actually saw 'that door'. In this way, Rem was completely branded by Vincent. Even if he introduced it to other mages, they might have some concerns.

In addition, Caesarline told Vincent that he wanted to go to the underground labyrinth with Vincent.

Vincent always had a premonition that if he didn't bring anyone between him and Caesarline, he might back off the bottom line again and again, and finally be completely defeated by Caesarline's enthusiasm.

"The departure time is just a few days away, and the journey will be very hard. Even if we reach the destination, it may not be easy." Vincent looked at Rem who had calmed down and looked up at him, and added lightly .

"I'm not afraid. I will overcome all these difficulties, then learn more knowledge from Mr. Vincent, and then become a great mage! - This is my ambition and greed!"

Rem looked at Vincent with piercing eyes, and put what Vincent said just now into practice.

"Then I'll wait and see." Vincent sat down again and looked at the books spread out, but his thoughts had already flown to the underground labyrinth they were about to go to.