“I just thought… that your posture was quite striking.”
“Thank you very much.”
Sebas showed a gentle smile, causing the girl to blush even deeper.
The gray-haired gentleman Sebas was someone who you would be attracted to simply by looking at him. On top of his graceful countenance, he radiated an elegance that turned the heads of nine out of ten women, regardless of age. It could not be helped that the young woman at the counter would mindlessly stare at Sebas; it was quite common, after all.
Sebas nodded and returned his gaze to the book, his hand stopping on a certain page as he asked the young man a question.
“This magic— ‘Floating Board’, could you tell me about it in detail?”
“Of course.”
The young man began his explanation without hesitation.
“‘Floating Board’ is a tier 1 magic that creates a floating, translucent board. The size and weight limit of the board varies depending on the caster, but when invoked from a scroll, it measures one meter on all sides and can hold up to 50 kilograms. The caster can be at most five meters away from the board. Please note that it can only follow, the board will not recognize any other movement commands like leading the front and so on. If the caster quickly turns 180 degrees in place, the board will slowly re-position itself behind the caster. This spell is usually used to transport goods and in construction sites.”
Sebas nodded his head.
“I see. Then I would like one scroll with this magic.”
“Understood.”
The young man was not surprised by the fact that he chose a rather unpopular magic. Most of the scrolls that Sebas would buy were the unpopular kind, such as this one. The Magician Guild could only be grateful to him for helping them get rid of their surplus stock.
“Will one scroll be all?”
“Yes, if you would, please.”
The young man gestured at the man sitting beside him.
Having listened to the whole conversation, the man immediately stood up and entered through the door behind the counter. Scrolls were an expensive commodity. Even with guards, it should not be stored at the counter.
Around five minutes later, the man returned. In his hand was a single rolled up parchment.
“Here it is.”
Sebas stared at the parchment that was set on the counter. The craftwork of the rolled up parchment was impressive, even at a glance, it was different from the ones found in the market. He checked to make sure that the name of the magic written in black ink matched the name of the magic that he wanted then removed his glasses.
“I’ve confirmed it. I will be taking this.”
“Thank you very much.”
The young man politely bowed his head.
“This scroll is a tier 1 spell and will cost one gold and ten silver coins.”
A potion created from the same tier of spells cost two gold coins. Compared to that, it was relatively cheap. A scroll was special in that normally, they could only be used by those who are versed in the same branch of magic. It basically meant that a potion that could be used by anyone would obviously fetch a higher price.
Of course, even if you were to call it cheap, one gold and ten silver coins was still quite a large sum for the average person. It was about a month and a half worth of wages. However, for Sebas— no, for the one he served, the amount was trivial.
Sebas took out a leather pouch, loosened the top, and counted out eleven coins. He then handed the amount to the young man.
“The payment has been received.”
The young man did not do something like checking the coins for authenticity in front of Sebas. He had traded with them often enough to earn their trust.
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“That old gentleman was cool!”
“Yeah!”
After Sebas exited the Magician Guild, the receptionists, especially the women, gathered together and started to make a fuss.
Rather than the faces of sagacious women, they had the faces of girls who had met their adored prince. One of the men who sat at the counter frowned with jealousy, but having experienced Sebas’ elegance firsthand, remained quiet.
“He must have served under some incredibly high ranking noble before. It wouldn’t be strange if he was the third son of some rich noble’s household.”
Even for nobles, it was common for those who could not inherit the household to become butlers or maids. The more prestigious a noble’s title, the more they wished to employ such servants. The air of elegance surrounding Sebas made others believe that he was a noble himself.
“He carried himself incredibly well.”
The group behind the counter all nodded their heads in agreement.
“I think I would definitely say yes if he asked me out for tea.”
“Yeah, I’ll go! I’ll go! Definitely!”
The girls clamored with high pitched voices. Like how he seemed to be the type to be familiar with incredibly elegant shops. How he would be the perfect escort and such. The men glanced at them from the side and held their own discussion.
“He seemed quite educated. Could he also be a magic caster?”
“Maybe, it’s possible.”
The spells that Sebas picked out were always the ones that were recently invented. That was why they could guess that he possessed ample knowledge about magic. If he were here on orders to purchase a spell, then he could simply say the name directly at the counter without going through the book. The fact that he made the selection after looking through the list meant that he himself made the judgment on what spells to purchase.
He was definitely not an ordinary old man. In other words, it was not unusual to think that he was a tutor in magic— a magic caster.
“And those glasses… didn’t they seem incredibly expensive?”
“Could it be a magic item?”
“No, isn’t it just a luxury item? Maybe a dwarf made it.”
“Right, he’s pretty incredible to own such a beautiful pair of glasses.”
“I want to see the beauty he brought with him that one time.”
The words that the man muttered almost as an afterthought was met with voices of opposition from next to him.
“What~? The only thing she had going for her was her appearance.”