Fanatics of the Magic Academy

Rose quickly arrived at the community library in the working-class area.

Its exterior is dilapidated, the walls have long been swallowed up by thick vines, and it is full of the vicissitudes of time.

Rose pushed open the door and went inside, only to find a completely different world, surprisingly spacious, bright, and clean.

In some places and layouts, Rose has a modern feel, but also a very disjointed one.

I've seen this feeling in some themed libraries in my past life, for example, next to some deliberately aged antique coffee tables, there are brightly modern power outlets.

However, it feels completely natural here, with a unique blend of Victorian and modern styles.

Rose knew the source of this feeling; it was due to the world's rather distorted technology.

He browsed around inside; the books were quite comprehensive, including social sciences, science and technology, military affairs, literature and art, and various novels.

Rose is quite interested in some books, such as military books, like what military affairs are like in the magical world.

But Rose had something more important to do. With the heightened senses brought about by his high level of rationality, he quickly went through the books in the library.

Surprisingly, there were no books on magic.

Rose turned around and thought:

"Did that old scoundrel Mason lie to me? Or did I come to the wrong place?"

He went to the front desk, where the librarian was a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She was looking down, holding a pen and writing something.

And, like Rose, she has slightly wavy blonde hair and azure blue eyes.

Rose remembered that Joel, the Ancient One, once said that this world was still racist, and that in Lovillia, people like Rose with blond hair and blue eyes were the true Lovillia people.

Rose walked up to the counter and, mimicking Tiana's behavior and tone, said:

"Sister, don't you have any books on magic here?"

The administrator saw Rose and looked her up and down. Rose's clothes were very clean and tidy, and her slightly curly hair was very neatly styled.

It's obvious that they're not children from slums; they're most likely from working-class areas, and their families seem to be quite well-off.

The administrator smiled gently and said:

"Little one, you're too young. You'll naturally learn magic when you grow up."

She pointed to a bookshelf behind Rose and continued:

"Little friend, the picture book area is over there. You can look at the picture books there."

After thinking for a moment, Rose deduced that magic books were likely regulated and required verification of qualifications, and would not be displayed publicly at will.

I learned from Mason that it costs 500 marks to borrow a book for a week, which shows how precious magic books are.

After figuring it out, Rose instantly changed her expression and decided to stop pretending to be Tang. She had only pretended to be Tang because it was easier to obtain information by using the child's identity.

Now that we know the child's identity is no longer useful, there's no need to pretend anymore.

He said:

"I am a magician."

The administrator found Rose's sudden serious expression somewhat amusing and chimed in:

"Yes, yes, you are a cold-blooded magician. The sixth book from the left on the bottom shelf behind you is a magic book."

Rose glanced at it and, with the perception brought by her high level of rationality, recognized it as a magic-related picture book for children.

Rose turned her head, and then, the simplest and most basic fluctuation of reason's intervention in reality spread out from Rose.

He raised a finger, and through the simple runes drawn in his mind, the surrounding air gathered at Rose's fingertip.

The administrator's smile froze on his face as he looked at Rose's short stature and the delicate skin typical of a child with a sense of awe.

As a librarian living near the slums, she was quite knowledgeable, having seen all sorts of extraordinary humans and slain magicians.

Gender swaps are the mildest of the three; those with extra arms and eyes, like the one with the character Fu Rui, are everywhere.

This actually makes perfect sense for how society works, because the magic in this world can truly transform people into Saurie, completely altering their physiology to that of another gender.

There are also those bizarre OCs that they design themselves, where magic can actually be used as a template to transform people into that kind of person.

People with this hobby are often easier to kill than normal magicians.

In addition to meeting their basic needs, they also require medication to maintain and stabilize their physical bodies, as well as regular health care.

Those who were cut down, like Kenneth, kept moving and eventually slid down to this most remote place in Lovelia.

In reality, those most bizarrely modified often don't even live to this point; they've already died long before reaching this stage and are placed on the experimental table.

Those who come to the librarian's door are usually the more unassuming members of this group.

Having seen and experienced much, she quickly accepted Rose's character.

She felt a little disgusted looking at Rose, who looked like a child and had just spoken to her in a childlike tone, but was actually a magician of unknown age.

In fact, her idea was quite realistic, because although Rose was only 6 years old in body, she was indeed more than 20 years old in spirit.

Having worked as a librarian for four years, she had long realized that there are many strange things in this world that you can't understand, but you have to accept them.

She took a deep breath, quickly composed herself, and the gentle expression vanished from her face. Like Rose, she instantly changed her expression, adopting a businesslike demeanor, and said:

"I see. May I ask what books you need, sir? Do you have any relevant magician certifications?"

Look, this is professional ethics, this is professionalism.

To be honest, Rose was also a little nervous. This world was a bit bizarre. If it were any other world, Rose would have already become a genius.

In this world, however, he has always been considered an old man.

That's amazing.

Rose shook her head and said:

"no."

The administrator nodded. She had seen this situation many times before; many magicians lost their original credentials because of broken rings.

In fact, only a minority of people have the necessary documents.

The administrator said:

"this..."

She had intended to say "sir," but considering Rose's gender, she finally said:

"Sir, if you wish to borrow books related to magic, there are two options."

One type of book that can be taken out of the library requires a deposit of three times the borrowing fee. For example, a book that costs 500 marks a week would require a deposit of 1500 marks.

The other option is a non-stay fee, charged daily based on the number of books borrowed, generally around 100 marks per day.

Rose nodded, indicating that she understood.

Then, the administrator placed a strangely shaped machine in front of Rose and said:

"Sorcerer, please choose a book first, and I'll fetch it for you in a moment."

Rose frowned as she looked at the strangely shaped machine covered in runes.

He fiddled with it for a bit and finally discovered a clearly defined rune that had been deliberately carved into the machine, with the following sentence written next to it:

"Please begin to intervene and perceive rationally from this point forward."

Rose thought for a moment, then gently touched the runes with her fingertips. The properties of rational intervention and perception seeped into the runes through her fingertips.

The runes appear to be made of a special material, a material that allows Rose's rational power to construct runes outside her body.

As Rose's concentration waned slightly, the entire machine lit up, azure light swirling across its surface.

Subsequently, a piece of information was fed back into Rose's brain through his senses, eventually forming an interface within his mind.

The interface is similar to the website page from my previous life, with a wide variety of books on it.

Just as Rose had previously guessed, a significant portion of the technology in this world belongs to magicians.

In a community of magicians where everyone can intervene and perceive with reason, there is no need to design switches or display screens that are easy to operate by hand.