A Munchkin Wizard Possessed the Body of Golden Sun

8 – Relationships met through cigarettes

I wanted a cigarette.

“Dog-like warrior party bastards. Bastards like dogs!”

A night crow that he devoted his whole life to. And the tactics he had trained and armed them with were completely gone. He and the crows had turned into evil warlocks and criminal organizations, and the warrior party thought that the demon king, who was still alive, was dead. They went around bragging that they had eliminated him.

It was a mess.

How the hell did this sh*t happen?

Unable to hold back his anger, Dayman thought that he would die if he didn’t start smoking right now. In his previous life he was a serious smoker. He was stressed out and his body wanted a cigarette.

“Tobacco. Where are the cigarettes?”

He hurriedly turned on his cell phone, opened the map app, and wrote down the name of the cigarette vendor. Fortunately, he said he was selling cigarettes at a convenience store inside the academy. He hurried there.

“I don’t sell cigarettes to students.”

“What?”

“I don’t sell cigarettes to students. Did I hear you wrong?”

“Oh no, why??”

“Because smoking is bad for the body. The young bastard is already…Go!”

Daman was kicked out of the convenience store with the middle-aged woman’s screams. Is smoking bad for your health? What is this again? He used to smoke when he was little, because even an 8-year-old was good for colds.

“What kind of cigarettes make me stop smoking!! f*ck you!!!!!”

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After uttering his swear words at the convenience store, he trudged gloomily. The students around him can be seen giggling at him. Everyone is laughing at him. The night crows disappeared, the warrior party became heroes, and there was no movement to prepare for the demon king who was still alive somewhere.

“How can I do this?”

There was so much to do. Technology has advanced, but the essentials are seriously behind. Dayman, who had been sitting blankly for a moment, suddenly jumped up from his seat with his fists clenched.

“Do you feel like giving up? Do you think this body is going to give up!!!”

One thing was clear. This era was also full of problems, but at least it wasn’t as bad as during the Great War. How did he not create results with grit and passion during the Battle of the Horses? Although it failed, it produced the result of cutting out 8 out of the 9 demon king’s claws.

“I just couldn’t decide the direction. There are plenty of possibilities and talent!!”

Compared to the past, they are people with a much more advanced knowledge system and high level of technology. If you provide the right direction, you will surely be able to change quickly. Thinking so, I had no time to sit down like this.

“Let’s write down what we want to do!”

He hurriedly looked for the paper. After tearing up one of his club recruitment posters, he approached it and began writing down his to-do list.

“Repulse the demon lord. That bastard must be gaining strength somewhere. When he wakes up, I have to get rid of him. And he will have to raise his disciples again. It is the resurrection of the raven!”

He began writing slowly with the wand of Arcana, the leader of Hellrider. Defeat the Demon King and revive the Raven. After writing that down in numbers 1 and 2, Dayman pondered.

“What do you need to achieve these two things……I see. Need a back! I need back and I need money!!”

In his past life, he was estranged from the mainstream magic world, the imperial family, and the aristocracy, so he worked hard to become a crow. This time he had no intention of doing so. If the field of combat magic had deteriorated so badly, his ability would soon be recognized for its value.

In addition, isn’t there such a thing as a mobile phone and the Internet!! Publicity can also be done quickly. You don’t have to rely on word of mouth like you used to!

“You have to find a person in power who will be your back. And you need to find someone who can help you. Only then can the Raven be resurrected.”

In Nos. 3 And 4, I wrote the search for back money, respectively.

“What should I do next?…….Yes. That would be nice too.”

In my previous life, I couldn’t enjoy anything because of the miserable environment. She had a woman she loved, but she died before they were married. It was hard, gruesome, and full of painful memories. In this life, I will be young at best. I wanted to do things a little more positively.

“Have a good relationship with your pretty wife. Wouldn’t mind trying this one too. Cancer!! And enjoy the taste of this world and be a little happy. This would be good hahahaha!!”

It’s a long way.

And Dayman, as someone who had already walked a long way, knew that people would collapse someday if they just walked busily. Enjoying a little bit of this life. I was thinking of living a life where I could afford to rest when I was resting and do it when I was doing it.

“Yes. That should be enough. 6 Goals! I will definitely achieve it!!!”

He clenched his fists as he looked at the six goals carved into the torn pieces of the poster. Goals that must be achieved at any cost. He proudly held the poster piece up into the sky.

And in order to achieve this grand goal, there was something necessary.

“I need a young man who knows a lot about the world these days by my side.”

I still don’t know how to use my cell phone properly, and there are many things I have to learn about the world these days. There had to be at least one really competent young man by his side, not an empty-shell idiot like Arcana.

“There must be heroes somewhere. It must be in this academy too!”

A young man who knows art, has talent, and is quick with school work and today’s world. I had to make that person a friend.

“There is no one like that…… sniff sniff…… hmm????”

While thinking about it, Dayman’s nose suddenly smells a familiar scent. Cigarette smell. Dayman’s eyes turn like lightning at the sticky and stimulating scent of nicotine.

“Where does the smell of cigarettes come from?”

His gaze is directed to one side. Corner far away. There was a smell of cigarettes coming from there. And along with the smell of cigarettes, you can also hear the chattering voices of teenagers. Dayman’s body trembles like a seizure.

“Everything, cigarettes……There are people who smoke!!”

I was still craving cigarettes. Convenience stores said they wouldn’t sell it, so I was wondering where to get it, but when I smelled cigarettes, my body moved by itself like a cat smelling fish.

“I can’t help it. I’ll give you money through internet banking, so I have no choice but to ask for a cigarette. I hope you don’t refuse this time.”

He quickly followed the smell of cigarettes to the back alleys of the academy. Hopefully this time I can get some cigarettes.

“Seria. Going to karaoke later in the evening?”

The ultramarine blue hair. And unlike his hair color, his red eyes gleam sharply. Seria de Xavier stared at her cellphone with her nonchalant eyes, then she took a deep breath from her cigarette.

“Let’s do it.”

I feel that all of her friends are watching her. I guess so. Because she herself is the center of this bunch. When I think of what happened today, I get angry and cry again. After going to karaoke and screaming a bit and going to PC rooms and doing some entertainment, I think it will calm down a bit.

“Let’s wash a few more and go.”

“Nooooo. OK.”

After rubbing the butt on her floor, Seria took a new cigarette of her own from her pocket, placed it in her mouth, and lit it with the wand. I can feel the smoke from her cigarette entering my lungs with the sound of a hook. As she smoked, she pondered over what had happened today.

“You still have a long way to go. Seria.”

She used to sparring. To one of the leading students of the Faculty of Engineering. Unlike her, she was a woman who was loved by her family, she was a typical princess, not a tomboy like her, and she was a peerless beauty admired by all the men in the knight faculty.

Her blood seemed to run backwards when she remembered the sight of that b*tch from the engineering department smiling and smiling with such a well-mannered expression on her face. She wonders why she can’t beat that b*tch herself. Why the hell

She wanted to show that even a battle mage was strong enough to be stronger than the knight faculty. She wanted to prove it to her lifelong rival, the b*tch. No matter how hard she tried, the gap only widened each time.

‘Can’t I win?’

From childhood to now.

She was Seria who never once had an edge over her. She wanted to press the bridge of his nose with her magic somehow. She wanted to give a proper blow to the words that a knight can do a good job without a wizard, but a wizard is useless without an escort of knights.

Do you dare to say such a thing openly in front of the Xavier family, who have built a family through magic? Even after hearing her words, her father is only evasive as if he is in trouble?? She didn’t want to see that, so she trained and trained like crazy, trying to get that b*tch’s nose down.

However, in Dalian, which she applied for after waiting for several months, she broke down like a dog again, and because of that, she was in a state where she was angry and looked like she was about to be searched for. Can you star In order to defeat the genetic gold spoonlings born with her morale-level blessing, she had to shake it off as quickly as possible and go to the challenge again.

She had no choice but to do so.

“Hey. Shall we go?”

“Yes. Let’s go. I’ll make a reservation.”

“Can I have a drink?”

“Of course not. Don’t you know I’m close with the boss there? I told you everything beforehand.”

“If you get caught, you get f*cked up. Really. Know? I got caught once last time and it was a mess.”

“If it wasn’t for our Seria family, I would have been suspended a long time ago. Lol.”

Seeing her friend clinging to her, Seria smiled.

Yes.

They’re idiots, but since they’re acting as kings here, I think they’re a little better.

It feels like my wounded self-esteem is recovering a little bit.

“Let’s go. Drunk Because I will shoot.”

“Kyaaah! I love you Seria!”

The moment he was chattering and was about to head to the karaoke room. Suddenly, someone suddenly appears in front of the group.

Blonde.

Black tanned skin.

Sparkling gold earrings and necklace.

And the patient clothes don’t match at all.

“It smelled like cigarettes in here! Hey young people! Can you lend me some cigarettes? I was going to buy it at a convenience store, but I’m a student, so it’s something they won’t sell!!”

And this is a frame-like tone that can be used by old people in the park who don’t understand what the concept is.

“Fuhahahahaha!! Oh f*ck, isn’t it Dayman?”

It was Dayman Calidos, whom I knew by name because I had a chance to meet him often as a bully at the same school.

“Yaya. I saw it all on social media, you asshole.”

“What the f*ck is that on line 3?”

“It’s f*cking funny, but you idiot. We’re going to karaoke for drinking. Do you want to go together?”

Everyone giggles and approaches Dayman. While handing you a cigarette.

“Karaoke? What is a karaoke room? Judging by the name, is it a place where people enjoy entertainment while singing songs?”

“Puhahahahaha!!! f*ck the way you talk!!”

“Ah, he looks like a f*cking old man in my house!!!”

“Ugh. That’s right. It’s a place to have fun while drinking.”

At that, Dayman remembered what he had written.

He obviously did not decide to enjoy the taste of this world himself in the last sixth surrender. These youngsters seemed clear to the world these days and quick-witted even in the academy situation. It wouldn’t be bad to have them as friends.

“Okay. Then let’s go. Go and pick me a song.”

“I’m so f*cking excited!!!”

“This bastard’s way of talking is f*cking annoying!!”

“What happened to you? Did you come out with a concept all of a sudden?”

While everyone is laughing, Seria looks at Dayman in silence. He was of the same kind as himself. He lives a life in which the light is overshadowed by those who are superior to him, and he is always compared and treated coldly. Maybe it was because they were in the same situation, even though they didn’t see each other often, Seria didn’t feel too bad about Dayman.

‘I don’t know why he talks like that, but hey… It wouldn’t be bad if I took him.’

Seria thought so.