The Replica Magic Starting from Black Four

Chapter 34 Taking your destiny into your own hands, disgracing transmigrators!
Black Bull Territory.

The three emerged from the spatial passage at night and saw Asta, who had been thrown over earlier, kneeling on the ground, staring blankly ahead.

It was a huge castle, and although it looked somewhat dilapidated, it was still beyond Asta's imagination.

"What an ignorant brat."

Seeing Asta's appearance at night, he pursed his lips.

Finral waved his hand to dismantle the spatial portal and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Captain, I see you're quite interested in that kid named Miki. Why don't you recruit him into the guild as well? I think his magic is pretty good."

Recalling what he had specifically reminded Yuki of earlier that night, Finral couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"cut."

He reached down and took the cigarette from his lips, then strode toward the castle without giving Finral a reply.

See this scene.

Finral shrugged helplessly, and walked up to Asta with a silent Gordon, saying, "Stop spacing out, let me take you to meet the other members."

"oh oh."

Asta nodded blankly.

Meanwhile, outside the arena.

As Yuki watched Asta and Yuno leave completely, the relaxed expression on his face slowly disappeared, and his expression became calm.

"What a completely unexpected day."

Momo's tone was somewhat cryptic, as the words he had spoken to him earlier that night flashed through his mind.

That's not just a reminder, it's also a warning.

It was mostly out of goodwill; the fact that Asta was able to say those things to him at night was probably his doing.

only--

The effects of one's magic on outsiders are achieved by replicating the magic of others, and in the entire Clover Kingdom, those who possess the strongest magic are naturally the members of the Magic Knights and the nobles.

Should we give up on becoming stronger and avoid provoking those nobles?
The reminder at night may have been well-intentioned, but it contradicted the path that Miki wanted to take to become stronger.

"Looking for trouble?"

Miki muttered to himself, then looked down at the silver grimoire in his hand, his gaze becoming more resolute than ever before.

Regardless of how they perform in the entrance test, they can only silently wait to be selected.

It was that so-called well-intentioned reminder from last night!

All of this reminded Yumu of a saying: You have no right to choose, only the fate of being chosen.

"hehe."

Momoki suddenly chuckled and gripped the silver grimoire tightly: "I still prefer to hold my destiny in my own hands."

"More important than planning for the future is finding a place to stay, otherwise I'll be sleeping on the streets."

Momo looked up at the sky, then stepped onto the wide street and headed towards the town below the city.

"There are only 300 Yur left in the purse. This is a lot of money in Haji Village, but it probably won't last more than a few days in the capital."

Yu Mu thought to himself with a headache.

The currency of the Clover Kingdom is called Yur. Each coin is about the size of a regular coin, but thicker. It contains varying amounts of copper, silver, and gold. The higher the denomination, the more precious metals are mixed in.

The 300 yur in his purse were all 10-yur coins.

Miki put the money bag in his pocket. This was his capital for survival in the capital. Whatever plans he had, those were for the future.

As for now? First, I need to find a place to sleep and fill my stomach.

"What a disgrace to time travelers."

Mumu sighed, while observing the surrounding street.

The closer you are to the capital city center, the higher the cost of living will be. Therefore, Miki plans to head towards the outskirts of the town to find an affordable place to stay.

As evening approached, the streets had lost their daytime vibrancy, but many people were still strolling around or buying things.

Having lived in Haji Village for five years, this was the first time I had ever seen such a scene; it was as if we were in two different worlds.

Logically speaking, given the extraordinary power this world possesses, even if the material standard of living isn't high, achieving basic sustenance shouldn't be difficult.

Plant-based mages can easily create large quantities of food by using magic to activate plants.

But no powerful mage would do that, because it's not something they, these high and mighty mages, should do.

Planting crops and food should naturally be left to the common people or those with low magical power.

The existence of each class—royalty, nobility, commoners, and the lower classes—is deeply ingrained in people's minds, as if they were living in completely different parallel worlds.

Mimu remembered that when the three of them left the village, the priest and Sister Lily hosted a sweet potato feast for them, some of which were borrowed.

The impoverished village of Haji was a stark contrast to the capital city before them, representing two completely different extremes.

Miki sighed inwardly, having no intention of overthrowing the rule of the Clover Kingdom's nobles.

Anyone who has such thoughts is either mentally ill or a selfish person.

Because it serves no purpose other than increasing casualties.

In a world where people possess extraordinary power and can single-handedly defeat entire nations, any form of reform is simply impossible to implement.

Not to mention that the ideal of equality for all was not fully realized in the past, let alone in a world where there are huge differences between individuals.

Miki has always considered herself a selfish person, and she thinks it's better to leave such thankless tasks to those selfless saviors.

All he needs to do is protect the people around him and make their lives better.

Come to your senses.

Miki continued to look around, searching for a cheap place. There was no need to even look at the taverns that looked nicely decorated and had magic lights at the entrance.

suddenly!

Mogi paused for a moment, then continued walking as before, but her brows furrowed slightly.

As we gradually left the center of the capital, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually decreased.

At this moment, Yumu's steps came to a complete stop.

"Come out!"

Mumu turned around to look behind him and spoke in a somewhat cold voice.

When the streets were crowded, he wasn't sure, but now that there are fewer people, there are still people hanging behind him, making it hard not to be sure.

Or perhaps the other party's tracking skills were not very high, and they didn't even try to hide it.

Two men, each holding a magic book, emerged from either side of the street with cold smiles on their faces.

Two people?
wrong!

As Mumu turned her head to look behind her, two more mages appeared, blocking both the front and back paths and surrounding Mumu in the center.

The few pedestrians around immediately realized what was happening upon seeing this scene and quickly left, afraid of causing trouble for themselves.

(End of this chapter)