《I'm a brick! But why am I a Humanoid? [A Non-Level LitRPG with a Humanoid MC full of Magic, Drama and Comedic Undertone]》Chapter 16- Where surprises find a home for themselves.
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Frightened, Raina looked around only to see no one, she was about to cast, in an attempt to find the inhabitant when the voice once again said,
“I’m up here Lady, but you’ll do well not to look and instead follow my instructions, I am not in the mood for your antics today.”
“Plea...Please, I…” Raina, now scared, began to say before she was interrupted.
“Uh, Uh, no excuses, drop that thing or you get shot.” The voice said, causing a clicking sound to come out.
The clicking sound caused the terrified Raina to panic and release her most powerful spell, [Turnadus Thundorous] within the room, within seconds, the rooms was rendered dark, the chandelier and decorations destroyed by winds that reached velocities greater than those achieved only by aeroplanes traveling at maximum velocity.
A scream rang out, childish in nature, causing Raina to look up. THough there was no light in the area, Raina’s [Mana Eyes] allowed her to see perfectly well and what she saw shocked her, what she had thought to be an assailant was but a child, likely no older than five and by the looks of it quite immature.
Quickly summoning her will, Raina cancelled the spell and cast an air cushion around the boy, causing him to fall down slowly. Sadly for her it also made it seem as if she was holding the boy captive in the air which did not exactly make for a very calming scene for the people that arrived there.
A total of three people, one man, one woman, and one toddler had arrived. Strangely enough it was the toddler that was in the lead, not the adults. Holding his hand up, and summoning some form of strange magic, the toddler said, “Release my brother at once, you have ten seconds to comply.”
Sadly for the little guy Raina was not in the mood for more threats, she may be scared for her life, but panicking had almost caused her to have the blood of an innocent person on her hands, she was not about to repeat that. Faking her confidence, she said, “Your family has a nasty habit of making ultimatums about things you do not understand”-the toddler’s magic glow intensified, seeming as if he was about to cast- “If I stop casting your brother will fall, with that pesky magic of yours that you wield I’m sure that you can confirm that” The last part was a gamble, but Raina would bet her life that anyone able to wield magic that she was unaware of would be capable of basic mana sensing, she was a [Magic Scholar] after all.
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The toddler looked at his brother calmly, showing behaviour extremely atypical of his age, he seemed to stare at something invisible for some time and then disperse the cast. “By my estimation my brother’s velocity should decrease to landing levels in five minutes, so you have that amount of time to explain to me why you are here.” The toddler said.
“Why am I here? This is my home kid, you are the one who is where you are not supposed to be.” Raina said, using her newly learnt skill of bluffing.
The toddler’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “And what proof can you give?”
“Oh just this”-Raina waved her hand and activated the bunker’s lighting mechanism, she wasn’t sure it worked and it was extremely mana intensive, but it would serve as a good proof- “Convinced yet little guy?” Raina said.
Through Raina’s magic senses she could see her mana flow through the bunker, activating centuries old mechanisms. It was painfully slow but it also seemed to add a dramatic feel to it.
“So, was your intention to return to your home or check on the Transmigrator living there, because I doubt-” the toddler began but was cut short by Raina screaming,
“A Transmigrator! A bloody Transmigrator!”- she collapsed on the floor, her bravado and knees giving way to simple crushing sorrow, thankfully an enchantment on the cloth was able to save the baby,- “No, No, No, it can’t be it can’t be…”-she kept shaking her head from side to side, her mind breaking down- “Why? Why? Why does this world have to be so cruel! Why? Why can’t I just catch a break?” she said sobbingly.
The toddler on the other hand seemed understandably confused by this novel turn of events, first the intruder was an evil sorceress here to kill them all, next a mage returning to his now occupied home and then she was a crying mother? Make up your mind please miss, you are confusing the hell out of me.
“Umm, can I help you?” the toddler asked
“Yes, Yes, you can...Oh I don’t even know what you can do to help me!” Raina said before returning to sobbing.
The family stared at the strange mage that was crying with bewilderment at the situation. Who has a powerful mage break into the house, say and prove it to be theirs and then start crying because of a toddler’s title?
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Finally, Raina gave in to her exhaustion and fell unconscious.
I crept away from the sweet monster with slow measured steps. For some strange incomprehensible reason the monster did not like my answer. Waffles were apparently not a good reason to run away. Clearly, Meemauy had yet to experience the joy of waffles.
I would have to enlighten her about it sometime. Maybe after I deal with her anger?
Now what would be the best strategy here? Clearly I needed to give a better reason. But what exactly was a better reason than waffles?...School should work.
“I am bored Meemauy, I want to go to school.” I said, assured of my success.
Meemauy however just looked at me weirdly. “Child, kindergarten starts at 3 years old, school at 6. Finding a school that will accept a 3 month old will be harder than you think.”
Oops, I did not think of that. Now what?...Charity! The Arlfords obviously have money and building a school is a good deed too!
“ We can build one that does? And then invite poor people to join?” I put forth my brilliant idea.
Meemauy looked surprised at my suggestion, as if I had suggested something that she hadn’t even considered.
“It would be better if we supported those that were already operating but were running out of funds...I remember there being a few applications of that sort…” Meemauy said.
Situated in the vast countryside of Mistrane the Wanderwalls Institute of Education had been teaching those of financially weaker backgrounds for all of three months. Created by an enterprising young man with a passion for charity, it had received a far too modest grant from the local Baron.
In three months tha grant had been blown through by a series of unanticipated costs. Apparently lights tend to stop working and tables tend to start rotting when faced with the constant misuse of magic by toddlers and young adolescents that did not yet comprehend the reality of the world.
Within it the young man responsible for the school was sitting on his desk crying as he held a scroll in his hands. It was a good thing that he had chosen to do this within the bounds of his office or it would have led to the near-instant creation of a rumour that the Headmaster of Wanderwalls had lost his mind, for what sane man would cry on receiving an outrageously gracious grant from the Arlford family? If someone had asked the young man that, they would be given only one answer.
“ Someone that knows about the freaks living in that family, that's who.”
Name
unnamed
Gender
Male
Species
Banmeru
Age
3 days
Titles
Heir candidate to the Earl of Cristanfor, Noble of the Kingdom of Mistrane, Baron of Losphintaius,Transmigrator
Land Name
Launeior
Land title
Count
Land Type
Independant, Merit-based governance(unactivated)
Land Administrator
Ariana Arlford,
Governance
Merit system (unactivated), Factional strife system (active)
Notable citizens
None
Flexibility[The range of movement of the body]
38
Precision[The accuracy of one’s movements]
42
Perception[The ability to notice nuances and advanced concepts]
45
Intelligence[The ability to comprehend the advanced concepts]
82
Wisdom[The ability to effectively use the concepts]
54
Aura Force[The ability to force your will on your surroundings]
52
Combat[The speed of one’s reactions, ability to process situations and other general combat abilities]
46
Magic Affinities
Fire[One of the greatest sources of Light and Heat in the universe, you have Greater Affinity for Fire]
97.14%
Earth[Essential for life, earth is what renders things solid, you have a Greater affinity for Earth]
99.87%
Mind[The consciousness and its relation to reality, you have Lesser affinity for Mind]
17.35%
Chaos[Everything shall be anything but what it should be, no thing shall remain as it should, you have a Lesser affinity for Chaos]
19.76%
Grandmist[The base substance that all subatomic particles are made off, you have Lesser affinity for Grandmist]
27.39%
Space [The building block of dimensions, you have an Outrageous affinity for Space
199.998%
Time[A mysterious force, you have a Minor affinity for Time]
01.15%
Will [The force that propels you through life, you have Minor affinity for Will]
9.81%
Force[The building block of Kinetic interactions, you have Minor affinity for Force
9.81%
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