Versatile Mage: Thunderstorm

Chapter 1: Boy, follow me from now on

The weather in June is like a child's face. It changes suddenly. One minute it is sunny, and the next it is covered with dark clouds and heavy rain is pouring down.

Pedestrians on the roadside were complaining about the horrible weather in their hearts while hurriedly heading for a place to take shelter from the rain. The sudden thunder in the sky made the pedestrians jump in their hearts, and then their pace quickened a bit. Soon, the street that was once crowded with people was no longer deserted, leaving only the shops on both sides of the street open, expecting the rare customers to come.

On a remote street with no one paying attention to it, a bearded man in tattered clothes holding an umbrella stood at the entrance of the alley. The military magician robe he was wearing was the only bright spot on his body. At this moment, he was staring blankly at the scene in the alley. Five or six humanoid creatures with charred bodies were lying on the ground in a mess, and their bodies were shaking instinctively from time to time under the pouring rain.

At the innermost part of the alley was a young boy in school uniform with a fruit knife stuck in his abdomen. Blood mixed with rainwater was flowing down his body. The exposed parts of his summer school uniform had many burnt marks. His pale cheeks, perhaps due to the cold or excessive blood loss, revealed a determination to never give up. He was hunched over, holding onto the wall, and struggling to move towards the entrance of the alley.

The military mage sighed and walked up to the boy. A sudden shadow blocked his way. The boy looked up in a daze. The sight of the military mage's robes made his eyes regain their spirit. There was vigilance and hope in them.
"Help... help!"

He had just uttered a few words when the pain in his stomach caused veins to bulge on his forehead, and he finally fell to the ground.

The military magician did not answer. He half squatted down and examined the boy's physical condition with a serious expression. The boy seemed to realize the seriousness of the occasion and allowed the other party to do whatever he wanted to him.

Just one minute later, the military magician stopped what he was doing and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are lucky, you can still be saved."

After that, in the young man's expectant and shocked eyes, the military magician took out a bunch of bottles and jars from under his wizard robe as if by magic, and pulled out a blood-red test tube. The transparent and thin glass made people worry whether it would shatter in a random bump, and the scarlet liquid inside was also daunting.

"Drink it and don't touch the knife."

The military magician handed the test tube to the boy and held an umbrella next to him. Raindrops hit the umbrella cloth, making a noisy sound, but then he ignored it and fiddled with the potion with his head down in the heavy rain, as if he was mixing something.

The boy opened the lid without asking any questions and drank the liquid in the test tube. The thick smell of blood made him subconsciously stir his tongue as it was his first time to taste it. Then a warm current surged through his body and he clearly felt that his body, which was weakened by blood loss, was gradually regaining strength.

"Apply this medicine to the wound. It will probably alleviate the damage you have suffered from lightning magic."

"Do some simple treatment first, and then I'll take you to the hospital."

The military magician raised the umbrella again and handed the boy a small box filled with a blue gel-like substance. The latter took it and without delay applied the medicine to his wound in the narrow space supported by the umbrella. The occasional pain made the boy gasp.

"Follow me."

Two figures, one tall and one short, were lucky enough to stop a taxi on the roadside under the rain. When the driver saw the knife handle on the boy's abdomen, he looked at him inquiringly, and then the military magician's certificate appeared in front of him.

"Go to Bocheng Central Hospital."

The deterrent power of the military judge is reflected in all aspects of society. Naturally, the driver did not dare to ask more questions. He stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the hospital.

"Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time. The blood medicine you gave him prevented excessive blood loss, and his injuries are basically not serious."

The doctors at Bocheng Central Hospital are quite knowledgeable and are also healing mages. The damage caused by lightning magic and minor sharp injuries are just a piece of cake for them.

The doctor did not dare to ask too many questions about the other party's military magician's identity. He simply gave a few instructions and left.

In the single room, the military magician sat on a chair and the young man sat on the bed. Although the examination results showed that the young man who was almost seriously injured and died seemed to be still full of energy, he still needed to lie in bed for two days at the doctor's cautious request.

Just like that, the two men, one big and one small, stared at each other, and the ward was plunged into a weird atmosphere for a while.

"My name is Zhankong."

"Boy, what's your name?" The military magician spoke first to break the silence.

"Li Yu."

"Which school?"

"Bocheng No. 2 Middle School."

"What grade?"

"Second year of junior high school."

"Second year of junior high school?!"

Zhan Kong's tone was filled with strong shock, but such a reaction was normal. He was 100% sure that Li Yu had awakened lightning magic on his own. As soon as he awakened, the out-of-control magic had such power that it could kill people and hurt himself. One could imagine his talent.

What surprised him was that Li Yu was so young when he awakened his magic. Not to mention in the small city of Bo, even if you look at the whole country, it is enough to attract all the famous schools and forces to scramble for it.

"Do you know the identities of those people?"

Until this moment, Zhan Kong began to get to the point. He still remembered the scene an hour ago clearly. A middle school kid had a knife stuck in his body. This was no small matter.

"The gangsters around the school were probably hired to cause trouble for me."

The boy's tone was unusually calm, but in Zhankong's opinion, beneath the calm surface of the water was hidden a rage that was enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

But it is completely understandable. If he had been five minutes late today, this junior high school student, a child in his prime, would have had no hope of survival.

"Looking at you, do you know who the culprit is?"

"I know." Li Yu nodded.

"Are you going to use magic to teach that man an unforgettable lesson?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Kong looked up and saw Li Yu's eyes which were hard to describe. For some reason, he sensed compassion for the mentally retarded from this inexplicable look.

A strong sense of humiliation!

"Awakening magic early is not necessarily a good thing for me."

"If this matter is exposed, I will probably be in a lot of trouble."

Zhan Kong was slightly surprised by the boy's calmness. If he had awakened magic earlier at that age, he would have probably spread the news to everyone.

"You are a sensible person."

Zhankong maintained a lazy sitting posture.
"Aristocratic family, Magic Association, Hunter Alliance..."

"None of them are easy to get along with."

"Why? Are you willing to come to the military? Regardless of anything else, at least I can still protect you in Bo City."

Zhan Kong quietly gave the other competitors a cold shoulder and continued to brag about himself.

"Can consider it."

"Ok?"

Li Yu's answer made Zhan Kong, who had not held out much hope, stand up suddenly and said in disbelief:
"Are you serious?"

He knew the young boys of this age too well. Although they had endless admiration and respect for the profession of military magician, except for a few with family influence and special character, most of the arrogant geniuses kept their distance from military magicians because of the numerous military regulations.

“I don’t seem to have much choice.”

Li Yu counted them one by one on his fingers.

"There aren't many good people in aristocratic families. It's absolutely impossible to sell myself to them as a slave."

"The life of a freelance mage is too hard. He has to go out in the wind and rain all day long. It's too tiring."

"The Magicians' Association is okay, but I don't have a strong desire for them."

"Although military magistrates have more rules and face more dangers, it is generally fair. The job is stable and the income is guaranteed. The prospects are good."

"Besides, you saved my life today. Even a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring, let alone the kindness of saving my life."

Zhan Kong looked at the boy's clear analysis. His firm eyes made him realize that this was not an impulse. After listening to his final conclusion, he took a deep breath and patted Li Yu's shoulder heavily.

"If you follow me from now on, even the king of heaven won't be able to touch you."

(End of this chapter)