Stopped by Zeliel's call, the man glanced back at him with a puzzled look.
"This is the notice I posted myself. Why can't I take it down..."
"Uh..."
Zeliel immediately looked surprised.
"You're the mage who posted this notice, looking for magic with at least a tier 4 multi-layer spell structure?"
"That's right."
The other man answered as though it were obvious.
He pinched a corner of the notice and deftly tore it down with a swish.
"The shops don't have anything that advanced right now. They're out of stock, and I've had this posted for almost ten days, but nobody's contacted me...
"It costs one gold coin a day to keep it up. I might as well take it down and wait for the scroll shops to restock."
Zeliel studied him carefully.
He looked about twenty-six or twenty-seven and wore large, round, black-framed glasses.
He wore a gray mage's robe, and his pale green hair was slightly curly. There were faint dark circles beneath his eyes.
"Then we're both in luck..."
Zeliel smiled. "You need one, and I happen to have one."
The mage paused as he rolled up the notice, then looked at Zeliel in delighted surprise.
"Really?"
"Of course."
"My name is Jonas Ander." Jonas extended his hand to Zeliel.
"I'm Zeliel." Zeliel shook his hand.
"Let's find somewhere quiet to talk."
A small pavilion beside the Artificial Lake.
Past a few trees with spreading branches, the view suddenly opened up.
The lake water was exceptionally clear. Near the shore, pale pebbles could even be seen lining the bottom.
A breeze swept past, gently breaking up the reflections of the trees and blue sky, which swayed with the ripples.
The two sat on a bench inside the pavilion.
"What kind of plant magic is it? Does it