SPELLCRAFT: Reincarnation Of A Magic Scholar

Fairies had small statures.

The biggest among them was probably as tall as an adult man’s head.

However, according to what I learned from Jane Ursula—one of my most trusted friends—they weren’t always like that.

Apparently, the Fairies were the ones who intentionally reduced their size so they could feel more comfortable in the limited land they possessed.

With their smaller figures, it would certainly feel like their city was bigger than it really was.

Their size was beneficial, which was why they chose to remain that way.

However, to people seeing them for the first time—like our team of delegates—they couldn’t help but stare quizzically.

“I know I have quite the small size, but it’s rude to stare so much.” The Fairy called Lu chastised their intense gazes.

“A-ah, sorry!” Our group members apologized profusely.

Well, almost all of them.

The entity called Lu, like other fairies, had a small size, as well as wings behind that kept him afloat.

He had a very child-like face, and his body made him seem even cuter. His attire was a well-made black and green suit—custom wear for someone of his caliber.

The wings behind him fluttered with a swift, yet beautiful motion, giving him a dignified look.

“Ah, it is of no consequence to me. But please keep that in mind as you venture into the city.” Lu warned.

No one would like it if some strangers were staring at them too much. In fact, to the people here, we would be considered the weird ones.

“Now, then, I will run you through a few things before we enter the city.” Lu added.

“Is that really necessary? We’re in a hurry, though.” The person who spoke was Lemi.

None of us were complaining, and I wasn’t exactly pressed for time. The Half Elf was only saying that because she wanted to avoid going through the boring orientation.

“Well, you’re an exception, Lemi. You’re a regular here. But, for newcomers, it is mandatory.”

“Urgh. Then can I just go ahead?” She smiled brilliantly at the small being before her.

“No. They were allowed in because of your recommendation. You have to remain with them.”

“Ah, that sucks…” The Half Elf pouted.

I glared at Lemi slightly, realizing she would have simply ditched us so that she could go have her fun.

“Alright, then. Let’s get the orientation done with quickly, shall we?” Lu snapped his fingers and several System Windows appeared before us.

Several images, as well as texts, were displayed.

They contained rules, regulations, safety measures, a brief explanation of proper behavior, etc.

I was quite puzzled when I saw some.of the information displayed before me.

‘Hm? Something seems different from before.’

“Ah, you don’t need to focus on those aspects. They’re mostly for our denizens, or those with intentions of staying here for a long term. Since you’re visitors who came on a diplomatic visit, you need not concern yourself with that.”

Apparently, my confused expressions were read by Lu.

“Ah, I see…”

What I read had to do with the current system of governance and public order in the Fairy Sanctuary. It conflicted with how I remembered it to be.

Sure, a few changes could have been made, but the Fairy Kingdom was still as I remembered it to be. However, the policy I just read made me realize just how much had changed.

‘I may end up facing more issues than I initially expected.’

Lu put us through the norms of the strange land, but thanks to his articulate expressions and succinct speech, we were done with everything before thirty minutes elapsed.

“Well, since you’re all caught up, I will be taking you to your destination.” He smiled with his charming innocence.

My allies were all enamoured by his beauty, unaware of the truth about Fairies.

They had developed their Magic and Technology to the point of making their bodies appear however they wished.

They called it Plas-gic Surgery.

Even ugly Fairies could look however they desired without consequence.

The only way one could really tell about a Fairy’s age and level of ability was the state of their wings.

Just as humans and Elves had Mana Cores within them—as well as Grades to judge—the wings of Fairies contained their Mana Core.

Their Grade could be deciphered by the color, and the older a Fairy was, the bigger the wings were.

‘Which is why I’m surprised about you, Lu…’ He was definitely one of Jane Ursula’s subordinates in the department of research.

That meant he was over five hundred years old already—no, he was most definitely way older than that.

Yet…

‘Your wings are shorter than the last time I saw you.’

Just what was going on? According to a popular saying in Fairy Culture, “Wings don’t lie,” it wasn’t possible for Fairies to fake their Wings.

‘Is he perhaps someone else who bears the same name? Maybe his child?’

Even though this Lu was very identical to the one I knew, the possibility of Plas-gic Surgery existed. So, perhaps I was simply mistaking the Fairy’s identity for the one I knew in the past.

“Where would you be heading to first? Would you like a bit of sightseeing before heading to the Green House?”

Apparently, the Royal Palace of the Fairies was now referred to as the Green House.

My comrades stared at me, waiting for my decision. Officially and unofficially, everyone recognized me as the leader.

They all gave me pleading stares, hoping I would allow us to take a slight tour before getting down to business.

But, these people should have known me too well to expect such leniency.

“We would prefer heading straight for the Green House, if you don’t mind.”

Lu smiled and nodded in response.

“Understood. Then, I shall summon a Flaring Board for everyone. Please, a moment.” The Fairy Officer left the room—probably already sensing the dissatisfaction that arose from my comrades as a result of the decision I made.

“Come on, Jared, would it kill you if we just looked around for a little bit?”

“It’s a magnificent place. Come on!”

“I could show you around! They wouldn’t mind, honestly.”

“No, I’ll show you around instead.”

These silly people really thought I would change my mind. It was funny, so I chuckled slightly.

Everyone halted their clamour, and then awaited my words.

“NO!”

It was as simple as that.