Chapter 493: Chapter D182: The Bamboo Cutter’s Flying
At this moment, the Hero has returned to her grandfather’s home.
After resting for so many days, the convoy can set off at any time, so the Hero hopes to do what she can for the soon-to-be-born Little Slime before leaving.
However, when she tried to put the past behind her and eagerly share her creative ideas, the Gleaming Scale Serpent interjected:
“Forgive my impudence, Your Majesty.”
The housekeeper, appearing in his forties, unwittingly reached out to smooth the slight creases on the hem of his formal attire, straightening his back slightly with an exceptionally cautious tone, as if choosing the most gentle words.
“May I ask, how do you perceive your brother’s views and attitudes?”
The light in the Hero’s eyes gradually settled down, she opened her mouth, paused for a moment, and then slowly spoke.
“…Of course, I don’t completely agree with that viewpoint.”
Although she also thinks Magic is amazing, she doesn’t believe other professions are inferior.
“But you see, whether it’s the Count’s Arcane Workshop or the ritual taught to us by the Weapon Store owner about forging the Clouds, they all involve knowledge of Magic. And I’ve heard most professions, in subsequent reincarnations, go to the Mage Guild, even the Sergeant has studied Spellcasting ability, hasn’t he.”
However, Magic indeed is very powerful. The Hero said earnestly.
The Gleaming Scale Serpent also nodded.
“Yes, as far as I know, the Mage Guild, apart from the Warlock Guild, is the highest and lowest threshold Professional Guild.”
Wisdom is not something everyone can possess, yet it is something everyone owns.
Mage as a profession is the least populous in the first-level professions.
In first-level professions, Mage is the least populous, and within the Mage Guild, there are few who can persist on the path of Magic all the way to the Fourth Transition or Ultimate Shift, because it is an invisible road without an end.
But on the other hand, in the realm of Second Transformation and Third Ascension, the Mage Guild is the most popular advanced guild, as professionals of this level have more or less “opened their minds” and can comprehend the concept of Magic Power and the significance of knowledge and Magic.
Even warriors would not refuse to grasp a kind of spell-like ability to wield Element slashing, and although pure mages might not agree, this is still a form of “Spellcasting”.
After all, regardless of what profession it is, the root of strength cannot be separated from Magic Power, and as long as one can utilize Magic Power to achieve goals, in a certain sense, everyone is a Mage.
“Do you know such things?” Seeing the Gleaming Scale Serpent being so familiar with humankind’s professional system, the Hero was a bit surprised.
“Thanks to the teaching of that Maid Supervisor.” The Gleaming Scale Serpent nodded slightly, bowing his head in respect.
“I see… Hmm, I understand what you’re trying to say, from this perspective, being a Mage is really not something to boast about.” The Hero withdrew her surprise and smiled.
“But, brother is a very confident, also could be said very proud person, and both father and mother are Mages, so he can firmly believe that being a Mage is the most powerful profession…”
The Hero suddenly fell silent halfway through her words.
[Hero’s understanding of her family’s attitude (Desire’s Darkness +50, 70-not wanting to understand, 100-hope for improvement, 100+I understand)]
D69+50=d69(49)+50=99
Past memories surged like tides in her heart, the Hero curled up in the soft chair, her little feet gently tapping the cushion, her fair face bathed in the flickering light of the fireplace, appearing hazy and dreamlike.
She lowered her eyelids, gazed at her knees, revealing a somewhat ethereal smile, her voice low and gentle:
“I… am a bit… no, very, very envious of such a brother.”
Scenes from childhood emerged in her mind. Her brother firmly believed that being a Mage was the strongest profession, while their parents accompanied him approvingly, providing guidance for his growth.
Only she was unable to become a Mage, even if she did, to her parents, it would mean nothing.
So, she was cast aside.
…Saying this is incorrect too.
The Hero slightly shook her head.
Father and mother didn’t intentionally neglect or mistreat her, they simply moved forward with her brother at a pace they thought was right,
and she just couldn’t keep up, left far behind.
The Hero’s expression showed a hint of bewilderment, her figure curled up in the chair appearing particularly petite.
The Gleaming Scale Serpent watched her quietly, his fists unconsciously clenched inside his sleeves.
Noticing his gaze, the Hero lifted her head, her smile turning genuine.
“Thanks, Gleaming Scales. You’re worried about me, aren’t you?” Her calm voice made the Gleaming Scale Serpent slightly loosen his fists.
“Actually, even if I don’t say it, you can also understand through grandfather’s attitude that my father and mother are not particularly kind and gentle people, and brother is very indifferent to me… I am not noticed in that family, let alone liked.”
The coldness of childhood, the emotion of wanting to escape, the companionship of close friends became the only solace…
The Hero wasn’t foolish to not understand the truth after experiencing these things, nor was she cowardly to embellish her memories and dare not admit the facts.
She wasn’t loved by her parents or her brother.
“But even so, they are still my family, who provided me a favorable environment and raised me. Even brother has never truly hurt me.”
The Hero placed her feet back on the floor from the cushion, sitting upright with a resolute expression.