Chapter 117: Mud
Chapter 117: Mud
Hearing Fina's words, Reiner's heart suddenly sank. He turned his head and looked at the girl. He couldn't see any expression on her face, but there was a little sparkle in her eyes.
Fina walked slowly to the side of her father's bed, sat on the slightly worn chair, stretched out her hand, and gently held his shriveled hand.
"The medicine in bed seven is finished."
The nurse on duty downstairs walked into the ward at this time. She removed the needle stuck in Fina's father's hand, used cotton to stop the bleeding, and then left without saying a word to Fina.
"Let's go."
After staying like this for a while, Fina stood up and walked out of the ward.
In the process, Reiner didn't say anything. He had already noticed that Fina and her father didn't seem to have a good relationship, and the town was a bit weird, but he decided to wait for Fina to speak by herself.
Walking out of the hospital, Fina took a deep breath, and then pointed to a tower on a small hill far away from the town and said softly.
"That is my home, Principal Ian Gray."
In the small town at night, only the dim lights from the side of the road illuminated a small area of road, but it seemed that there was no need to worry about hitting people because the huge streets were silent and no pedestrians were passing by.
This place was like a backward ancient village. People here were working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
"Should I find a hotel to stay at?"
Reiner looked around. The doors of every house were closed and it was pitch black.
"There is no hotel in Sur. There are usually no outsiders here."
Fina sighed.
"Principal Ian Gray, you can rest in my home."
She seemed to trust Reiner quite a bit.
"Uh, okay."
Reiner could only obediently follow the petite girl who barely reached the height of his chest and walked towards that tower.
The road was dark, but Fina was familiar with the road, as if she had walked thousands of times. The two of them walked for about twenty minutes in the night before they came to the bottom of this secluded tower.
This tower had four floors and was located on a hill, enough to overlook the entire town, except that the outer wall was covered with moss, and the faintly visible wall was very dilapidated. Fina took out the key to open the door, and the long-decayed wooden door creaked open slowly.
Through the starlight, Reiner saw what it looked like in the tower.
The tables in the living room were filled with piles of parchment, all kinds of materials needed to construct magic were all over the place, and there was almost no place to stay on the ground. Compared with Antoine's alchemy workshop, it was obviously much messier here.
Fina sighed again. She lit the candle on the wall, and then bent over and began to clean up the room.
Reiner stood at the door and waited for a while before Fina sorted out a small area for people to sit down.
"Sorry, my father usually doesn't pay much attention to packing these things... I'll go make tea."
Fina felt a little helpless. She turned around and went to the kitchen. In Reiner's view, this was the surprising aspect of this girl. He thought Fina should be a girl who only focused on studying, but he didn't expect her to live at home like this.
She was wearing a light dress. At this time, she was wearing an apron and was washing the teapot in the sink. For some reason, it reminded Reiner of the image of a younger sister who was good at caring for people.
"Please."
Bringing out a cup of clear tea, Fina also sat on the chair next to Reiner. Since just now, she had been carrying a kind of sorrow, and Reiner had also been affected.
"Mhm, it tastes good."
He originally thought that in such a messy room, tea and the like should have expired long ago and could not be drunk, but the tea made by Fina was unexpectedly tasty.
"My father is a mage."
Fina also took a sip of tea with her teacup in both hands, and then took this as an opportunity to speak.
"It's just that he has little achievement over the years, yet he refuses to give up his own research. We could barely scrape by."
Fina's father was the only mage born in this small town. After graduating from the magic school and obtaining the rank of a formal mage, he chose to return here for some reason. After that, Fina's mother passed away soon after she was born, leaving them to rely on each other in this world.
According to Fina, her father may be the worst father in the world. Since childhood, her father had never cared about her life, nor had he taught her any magic. In Fina's childhood memories, her father had never done anything related to magic research at all. He was just like an ordinary farmer working every day.
Her mother died early and her father didn't know how to take care of other people, which made Fina become self-reliant from a very young age. From cleaning the room to washing and cooking, life forced her to learn all this.
If that was everything, it was still not that terrible.
"In this town, Principal Ian Gray, you may also be aware that they don't like mage or magic."
Fina said, looking out the window and looking at the dark town.
"The people here have always lived a primitive life. It is said that they were deceived by a mage in the past and lost the town's half-year income. From then on, people hated the mage and were unwilling to accept the help of other mages."
After her father's talent was discovered by a passing mage, her father learned magic secretly before he could enter the magic school.
But Fina couldn't figure out why her father returned to this place after becoming a formal mage.
Even if her father hadn't been engaged in magic-related work in the first place, Fina would still be ridiculed by her peers. Those hateful boys would insult Fina that she was a "witch", a prostitute who would lure men into bed. They would throw stinky eggs and leftover fruits to Fina, and even pour cow dung on Fina's head.
This situation continued until Fina was ten years old. An uncle persuaded her father to send her to Luna Nova Magical Academy to learn magic. Then Fina was finally able to escape from this nightmare place.
After Fina left, her father also resumed studying magic, but it was of no practical value. Fina could only see some of his life in the letters from her father from time to time.
But Fina had already decided that she must become a formal mage and leave this ignorant and backward town forever.
This also explained why Fina worked so hard and had excellent grades, because she had no choice. Other students could go home and inherit the family business or could take the exam several times to become a mage slowly, but Fina couldn't.
However, all these plans were broken by her father's sudden and serious illness.
"It's going to rain."
Fina murmured to herself, outside the window, the sparse stars were shaded by dark clouds, and a summer rainstorm ensued