Seeing that I've gathered enough attention, I cast a quice toward the child and noticed that the bread in his hand is now dirty and covered in mud.

  Feeling bad, I crouched in front of him and grabbed the bread, secretly using Transfiguration.

  Much to the child's surprise, the bread transformed from being dirty to fully washed , it wouldn't be wrong to say that this bread is now the est bread iire world.

  Source? Trust me, bro.

  Handing the bread back to the child, I stood and calmly walked away, ign the painful groans of the bread seller on the ground.

  To be ho, I wouldn't interrupt the event as I could uand the bread seller being stolen from a thief, however, when I saw him raise his hand to strike on the poor boy, I knew I had to step in.

  It's been a month since I arrived in this world and with Grandpa Rad's help, I found my calling to this vilge.

  Yes, I call him Grandpa now after he 'proved' to me that my inal Grandpa, which is God, abandoned me oables that day.

  I never bothered clearing up his name. Hopefully, God will uand.

  I also made quite a few friends on the way. When I say friends, I mean Rad's horses oables.

  As for human friends? For some reason, they avoid me, as if I was some sort of a pgue. Which I uand sidering I'm a fner and they don't know who I am.

  I now actually live at Grandpa Rad's farmhouse and it's the perfect pe to grow my strength without attrag attention from those high in power.

  Thanks to my hypnosis spell, I mao nd myself a good job. If pays quite well and besides, I won't stay long for that job. I just o earn cash without res to stealing.

  Then use my hard-earned cash to buy myself a portion of this vilge's nd from the vilge's Chief.

  You see, I nning on building my own for this world, a force that is quite simir to where I was affiliated.

  An order of sorcerers dedicated to proteg humanity from the supernatural side of the world.

  MMA or Masters of the Mystic Arts.

  Maybe I should sider ging the name. I don't want to fully copy everything from the Marvel world.

  Order of the Sorcerers? Nah.

  Sorcerer Society? Not gonna lie, this sounds a bit good.

  You know what, I should stiasters of the Mystic Arts for a while.

  Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks. I could sense someone following from behihis is one of the few skills I developed on my own during my 1-month stay in this vilge.

  It's kind of simir to having sixth sense except that it works around sensing the magical aura of a living being, it doesn't eveo be activated as it is passive and doesn't e my reserves.

  A few days ago, I discovered that everyone whether human or animal, has magical signatures uo them. Most are feint sidering they're not from the Supernatural side of the world.

  Unfortunately, I haven't entered any supernatural beings to pare the magical signatures of a normal human to a supernatural being.

  Sure I could've just pared it to myself but it's still different to use another person's magical signature. It's simir to a Researcher looking for other people to gather data for his research when the said researcher could've just gathered the data through himself.

  That's called being biased towards their research.

  And so, the same goes for me.

  Back to the current situation, I didn't turn around immediately and instead, tinued walking.

  I could sehat whoever was following me, had much rger reserves than a normal human, of course, it's smaller if you pared it to mi's like paring a swimming pool te o.

  After turning to a small and cramped alley, I quickly glued my ba the wall and waited for my stalker to approach.

  As soon as he turned, I quickly grabbed him by the shoulders and flipped him upside down, holding down his ankles.

  "Uwaah!"

  "Who are you and why are- eh? It's you?" Just as I threw the questions, I quickly held back my words as my eyes widened in surprise.

  Isn't this the little thief from earlier? What's he doing by following me?

  "Look, I don't have any s on me. You should go and find your parents." Gently putting him on the ground, I patted his shoulders and prepared to leave.

  "Wait mister!" The little thief yelled with desperation in his voice, which is quite weird.

  "What?" With a sigh, I turned around and faced him, masking the annoyance I'm feeling towards the child.

  I already helped him earlier and even ed his bread, revealing my magical capabilities.

  There are various reasons for this but the main one being is that no one would believe a kid if he started going around and telling people I use magiot to mention he looks like a beggar.

  "I saw you use magic earlier, mister! Are you a magi?" The child asked with a hint of reverend fasation on his eyes.

  "Magic? Me? Pfft! Magiot real, you're probably too exhausted earlier so you mistook it fic, I just patted the bread from dirt earlier." I shook my head and said, only for the kid to rebuke me.

  "But I didn't say anything about ing the bread, mister?"

  'This motherf-' My eyes twitched in irritation as I almost blurted the curse out loud.

  Wait, do curses even have effect during this era? Could I just front someone and call him Motherfucker and watch the fusion?

  Now that's something worth testing out.

  "Sigh, alright you got me, what do you want then, wao perform a magic tri you?"

  Secretly grabbing a from my pocket, I hid it inside my fist and pretended as if I was taking something out of the kid's ears, before opening my palm and showing it to him.

  "Voi! Magic, alright then goodbye." With that, I turned around without hesitation and started walking away.

  "What? Wait! No, please stop! I need your help!" The kid quickly stood and chased after me before stopping in front of me.

  "Sigh. What?"

  "M-My sister. S-she's uhy, she's been coughing for the past week and she even coughed blood this m! I need your help Mister Magi, please help my sister!"

  As if to prove his deification, the child kneeled on the ground with his head on the ground, kissing the tip of my toes as I was wearing nothing but sandals.

  Swallowing my annoyance, I felt bad for the kid. So it was all about his sick sister huh?

  "Stand up." Helping him stand, I waved my hand and with a breeze of the wind, the dirts on his body was removed.

  "Take me to your sister. I shall see if I do something." Speaking of doing something. I'm not even sure if I could heal his sister.

  I havely created that much spells during my 1-momth time here and now, I might be forced to make another one. A healing spell at that.

  'Now I wish I stayed with Serafall longer, I might've learned spells under her.' Shaking my head i, we walked for a few minutes, passing by several people going about their daily lives before arriving at a small and dipidated cottage.

  The cottage itself was situated oskirts of the vilge, almost nearing deep into the forest around. This is obviously too dangerous to live at. Not to mention, the inhabitants are two children.

  "This way, Mister Magi." With a hurried pace, the boy ehrough the front door, well teically there's no door, so just the front of the cottage.

  Inside, I was met with a distinct smell of something foul and reek of stink.

  'Where are his parents?' I mused to myself, taking a o ask the question to him ter after.

  "Belle! Belle! Wake up, I found a healer for you! He's a magi and he'll heal you!" Arriving inside a room, my eyes nded on a very sy girl lying on the wooden floor. Only a torn up b separating herself from the cold ground.

  'Their situation was much worse than I expected.' Mg face grimaced at such stomach-ing sight.

  I saw the girl flutter her eyes weakly, her mouth trying to utter something but due to what I assume to be thirst, she was uo say what she wanted.

  Deg to step in and help her, I transmuted a ball of water from the air itself.

  Opening her mouth gently, I guided the ball of water by making a stream lihat is directed to her mouth, like a waterfall.

  Both the brother and sister's eyes widened in surprise and slight fear upon the presence of such miraagic.

  Once she finally had enough water to speak, I pced a cap oer ball and allowed it to disperse bato air.

  All of this took aire half of my reserves.

  You see, Transfiguration and Transmutatiowo entirely different cepts.

  Transfiguration ges anything but temporary. Transmutation oher hand, is simir to Transfiguration but instead, Transmutation is perma.

  Heransmutation has much rger ption pared to Transfiguration.

  "W-Who are you? W-We don't have enough moo pay you." Worried that my service would require payment, I was about to refute her words whearted coughing all of the sudden.

  "Belle!" Hurriedly, the young brother went ached a rather dirty cloth from the table and ha to her sister named Belle.

  "Cough! Cough!"

  Once she was finished, she gave the cloth back to the child, my eyes quickly went over and noticed the blood on the cloth.

  'Tuberculosis? Hmm, I don't have any remedies for such illness.' My face turned grim at such thought. Still, I have to try, this is a living life we're talking about and it would haunt me for years if she dies when I could've done something about it.

  "You don't have to worry about any payment. I don't require such objects." Shaking my head in denial, I gently pced my hand and hovered it a few inches away from her abdomen.

  "May I?" I asked and once I received a nod, I went over and pced it on the surface.

  I pinched a sirand from my devil energy reserves and flowed it directly from me towards Belle's insides, effectively giving me a 'vision' of what's happening to her insides.

  This is rather a simple teique so I didn't break a sweat.

  Upon my s, I quickly locked on the main problem.

  'There's a parasite inside her. Thankfully, its not something worse such as Tuberculosis.'

  After this, my mi over to look for solutions.

  I could use the Transmutatioo turn the parasite into air but the spell only works on non-living things.

  This parasite is a living one so I 't use it.

  As for Transfiguration? Sure it also works on living beings but its temporary and it es devil energy per sed.

  'Should I really resort to that? Hmm, maybe?' I muttered under my breath.

  Actually, this is pusible and it would be me and this woman.

  I've been looking for ways to exhaust my devil energy reserves so it would grow whe recovers.

  However, I 't just simply use it however I like as almost all of my spells would attranecessary attra.

  And now, the problem to my solution finally es in front of my door step.

  I could use Transfiguration on the parasite and turn it into air, ing my devil reserves per sed.

  Base on my calcutions, it would take exactly 8 hours before my reserves ran out, dispelling the Transfiguration spell.

  The only disadvantages of this is first, during those 8 hours of non-parasite, Belle would have to eat and e all kinds of nutrients and supplements to recover herself.

  Ohe 8 hour spell is down and the parasite is back, I would need aire hour to recover my reserves which should be enough to pce the spell again.

  Last but not the least, Belle would now o stick close to me whenever I cast the spell as it has a distance limit.

  I expihese the solution and ditions to the two of them, and no doubt the brother quickly agreed.

  "Okay then, from now on, you two will live with me." Nodding their heads, I was about to leave to give them time to prepare when suddenly, the sleeve of my robe was tugged.

  "Hmm?" Looking down, I saw the little brother looking up at me.

  "Mister Magi. Could you…teach me magic? If this is all it takes to make my sister healthy, then I will make sure to learn magic so you won't have to burden yourself with our situation." While speaking of this, the boy was darting his eyes around in embarrassment.

  'Seriously? In just a month, I already have someone askio accept them as apprentice?'

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  [ Chapter: Ch. 13 - Meeting Serafall again!]