প্রথম 171টি লাইন।
This is the Realm of Magic.
It's called so because magic is a natural part of people's life here.
They can fly with a broom,
levitate heavy objects,
or even make something out of thin air.
In this world, people can use magic at will,
and magic has become a regular part in their daily life.
People believe that their magic is a gift given by god.
And one's level of magic can even determine their social status.
In this world where dragons are flying in the sky,
there is a remote forest.
And deep in the forest, there is a man
who doesn't fit in with the rest of the world.
There's nothing like cream puff after some exercise.
MAGIC AND MUSCLES
My name is Regro Burnedead.
My son and I live alone
in this remote forest.
I'm a chic and elegant 75-year-old man.
REGRO BURNEDEAD
I've done reckless things when I was young.
But when I get to this age, not much can bother me anymore.
If you ask me why,
it's my whole life's experience
that taught me how to handle stress.
When there's stress…
Pop, I'm back.
MASHLE BURNEDEAD
Why? Why do you have to break the door every time you come in, Mashle?
Because I'm not sure whether I should push or pull.
How many years have you been living here?
So I'm trying to find a solution.
But you still broke it, didn't you?
Sorry, Pop. I'll fix it.
Never mind, since you've apologized.
He's always compliant after making mistakes.
You got it the wrong way!
Strange. It won't fit.
You got to turn it a little!
Huh? What?
It won't work!
I can't stop?
Ah!
Sorry, Pop. I'll fix it.
Mashle, have you finished your training today?
Of course.
Well, Pop.
I've been thinking about one thing.
Why do you make me keep working out?
You…
You are not like the others.
Unlike other people, you can't use magic at all.
So at least…
We'll talk about it some other time.
I need to go out now.
Guard our house well.
Don't break the door again.
Yeah, I already know how to fix it.
Why don't you learn how to open it in the first place?
Should I push or pull?
Pull! You pull!
Anyway, I'm heading out.
I know I've told you this countless times, but still…
Don't go to the city when I'm not around.
I won't.
That's good. Good boy, Mashle.
I'll be on my way then.
Have a good trip.
Sorry, Pop.
I have to do this.
Magic.
Magic.
More magic.
People can still do many things with a swing of their hands.
I'll take seven of the special puff.
Welcome!
Heck!
I crushed them because I was too excited.
But coins don't usually bend when you squeeze them with bare hands.
Sorry, I'll fix them right now.
Fix them…
Sorry about this.
Wait.
It's… terrifying!
Sorry about the wait, here.
Thank you very much.
Hey, did you see that?
He doesn't have it on his face, or anywhere else.
No way! He really doesn't!
Unbelievable!
Sir, are you…
Ah, nothing. Thanks for visiting.
This year's Divine Visionary
is Rayne Ames, a second year student
at the famous Easton Magic Academy.
He has top performance at the academy this year.
Whoever awarded with this title
cannot only be elevated to the rank of the nobility,
-but will also receive a scholarship of one billion Lond. -Oh, how nice.
-Furthermore, they will have internal access -What a talented guy.
-to the highest legal authority, -Compared with them,
-the Bureau of Magic. -I can only waste my life
-They are expected to have a bright future -in a place
-in the authorities. -like this.
Please… Please spare me.
I just nicked something.
Are you kidding me?
It's the scums like you who give me more work to do.
I'll have to make you regret what you did
so that you won't cause me trouble again.
D-Don't! Please!
What? I'm busy.
What? There's an unmarked brat on the street?
I wonder why those folks are so riled up.
Don't go to the city when I'm not around.
Sorry, Pop.
But I didn't come here in vain.
After all, I got the goblin cream puffs.
Yummy. Yummy. Yum…
I'm sorry.
Hey!
Look what you've done!
I'm an officer on duty here!
VODKA 90% ABV I'm a magic police officer here
to protect you ordinary people!
Don't you have any gratitude?
I only got pennies every month for the work I do!
How about I take my stress out on you, kid?
Do you want a cream puff?
You sound pretty miserable.
Are you pitying me? With a cream puff that's already chewed?
What do you mean by giving me a cream puff that's half eaten?
Do you want an indirect kiss? Do you fancy me?
Are you looking for trouble with me?
Do you know I represent the authorities?
And how are you going to pay for my uniform?
What?
I'm very sorry. I'll wash your clothes and return them to you.
I don't even have any clothes now!
It's all your fault!
What did you do to me? Huh?
What is it, Terry?
Mr. Brad, this guy…
Don't yell for such petty things.
But why are you half naked?
BRAD COLEMAN
No! It's this brat who…
It's him?
The unmarked brat from the report?
But how can he stuff himself with cream puff at a time like this?
Hey, you over there!
Please excuse my boy!
This will be a bit of a hassle.
But now is my chance to hit something big.
Go after them!
Idiot!
I've told you not to go into the city.
How many times have I said that?
I'm really sorry. It won't happen again.
He looks upset and he's acknowledged his mistakes.
I can't stay mad at him.
Well then,
as a punishment,
you'll repeat this morning's training session.
Okay.
This cream puff is for you, Pop.
Thank you.
Please.
Thanks, Pop.
What a compliant kid.
Aren't kids his age supposed to be more impulsive,
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