For generations of people who have lived by cultivating fields and selling things from the mountains, it was a terrible thing to lose their home.�In that sense, Sirone was a hero who saved the village.

�are you okay.�Because this place is precious to me too.�

Sirone sincerely thought so.�Ulk�s meat would decay over time and be unsellable, but the children did not go up to the mountain and remained.

not rich�That�s why life is hard, so there are more things to blush than nobles, but I liked those who knew how to live together.

said Martin, munching on the meat.

�Anyway, I�m sorry that your hard-earned vacation ended like this.�Wouldn�t you rather go up the mountain together tomorrow?�Let�s sell everything, including the shells and nails, and have fun with the money.�

When it came to playing, the children of the slash-and-burn village were not missing, but Sirone shook her head in regret.�He wanted to go back as soon as possible to analyze his insights.

�no.�I�ve had enough rest.�Thanks to that, my fatigue was relieved.�I have to study hard now.�I have to go back to school tomorrow morning.�

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After dinner, the children went back to their respective homes.�It was a moonlit night, but they still had work to do.�The equipment had to be serviced overnight and the carts had to be checked.

Sirone climbed the hill and looked down at the slash-and-burn village.�Children were carrying torches from house to house, preparing for tomorrow�s work.�A soft smile crept across his lips as they joked around and chatted happily.

�Sirone, you were here.�

�uh?�Alto, how did you find it?�

�I thought it would just be here.�What are you thinking?�You don�t even know I�m coming.�

�Old thoughts.�When I came with my father, we played a lot.�We play hide and seek in the field over there.�

�It did.�But you had a lot more time to read books by yourself.�Of course it�s because of us.�

�no.�It�s because I love books so much����.�

Alto gave a good laugh.

�You don�t have to.�If you don�t know, it makes no sense.�Because children have longed for you since before.�So there were many times when I was jealous too.�Now that I think about it, I feel sorry for you more than one or two things.�

�No, I was weird.�Maybe I was afraid to meet people.�It was a confusing time.�

Unlike other children in the slash-and-burn village, Sirone was the pride of her parents as she never had an accident.�However, in reality, since he encountered magic at the age of 12, it has been a series of endless agony and worries.

Alto nodded as if he had a guess.�He was able to see and realize Sirone�s magic today.�

The boy who thought he only read books without knowing the world was actually fighting more fiercely than anyone else.

�I�m sorry, Sirone.�

�Because it�s okay.�

�No, not that.�I mean at a drinking party.�I said something presumptuous.�Everyone has something called a bowl.�I made a mistake.�Don�t take it to heart.�

Sirone remembered Alto�s stinging point last night.�He wasn�t hurt.�He also chose magic because it was a burden he had to carry on his own.

�I don�t think so.�Actually, I�ve never thought about it until now.�How blessed I am living.�How lucky you are.�

�No, Sirone.�you worked hard�That�s why others help you too.�

�But the truth is the truth.�What you said is my reality, and that�s why I have to embrace it for the rest of my life.� JrNovels.com