Chapter 13: The Reclusive Sage

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Odell."

"Goodbye, Grandpa Odell."

At the entrance of the wand shop, the satisfied witch sisters said goodbye to the old man.

"Hmm, hmm, walk slowly, welcome to visit again."

In front of the counter, the old man Odell waved his hand with a smile, still the same calm and elegant elderly gentleman.

"Then where are we going next?"

Dorothy asked Alice while teasing Bastet, the little milk cat currently lying on her shoulder.

And the little witch was also looking at the little cat on her sister's shoulder with envy, then looked at the pair of dual pistols in her hand that she had originally liked very much, and couldn't help but sigh.

*Sigh, comparing people to people makes one die of anger; comparing things to things makes one want to throw them away. *

Alice thought sourly in her heart.

It was just that she wasn't actually that sour. After all, unlike her sister, who was a "cat person," she was a "dog person," and she also had her own familiar to pet, so there was absolutely no need to envy.

"Let's go to the bookstore. We still need to buy magic books. Afterward, we'll go to the material shop to buy ready-made freshman enrollment gift packs. It's faster to buy that way."

Pulling herself together, the little witch continued to lead the way proficiently.

"Magic books? I don't seem to need to buy one. My magic book just upgraded to the latest version."

Dorothy said.

As a "netizen girl," she could be indifferent to anything else, but she never skimped on the magic book, which was a networking device. The configuration of her own magic book had always been at the forefront of the times.

Dorothy even self-taught the technology of magic book production, maintenance, and upgrades, and had been lurking in the "Book Craftsman Association," a professional forum for magic book makers, to secretly learn technology. And in order to apply what she had learned, she would occasionally write high-cost-performance configuration lists for the newbies in the association.

After mixing in it for so many years, she was also quite famous in the Book Craftsman Association, belonging to the level where she would easily get lost in the "Big Shot, good!" cheers every time she bubbled up.

"Not the magic book. We are going to buy the textbooks that will be used in the Witch Academy. Although they can be downloaded directly from the Magic Web Library, the ones in the library are general versions, and the price is old and expensive. Buying them in a bookstore is not only cheaper but also allows you to buy versions annotated by the bookstore owner personally. This is more worthwhile."

Alice explained. And as soon as this was mentioned, the little witch became spirited. She continued to popularize knowledge to this sister who was addicted to the magic web and lacked some common sense in reality.

"These days, offline bookstores have come up with all kinds of methods to compete with the Magic Web Library. Almost every book sold in the bookstore is an exclusive annotated version by the owner. You can always buy different versions of the same book in different bookstores."

"But now, if you want to open a bookstore, the owner must be a big shot who has made a name for themselves in the academic world. The application threshold for a bookstore's business license is still quite high. You must have complete academic qualifications, so there is no need to worry about being scammed by the books annotated by these owners."

"It's just that if you go to the bookstore to buy books alone in the future, you still have to understand the owner's academic research field more. Try to only buy books in the fields the owner is good at. Otherwise, there is still a risk of being led astray."

"And speaking of the Witch Academy textbooks, hehe, this has to mention the bookstore on our Haiyue floating island. Although we are just a backwater city, there is the most authentic bookstore for textbook-type books in the world here. Every year, some witches from other places run here specifically to buy textbooks."

Alice puffed out her almost non-existent chest and said with a bit of pride and self-satisfaction.

"Why? Oh, is the identity of the bookstore owner here very special?"

Dorothy cooperated quite well, satisfying the little witch's desire to perform as a teacher.

"Hmm, this bookstore is opened by that "Sage of Scrolls"."

Alice revealed the answer to the question.

And regarding this, Dorothy first thought about who this "Sage of Scrolls" was, and then couldn't help but gasp.

*Good heavens, so it's her. *

The so-called "Sage of Scrolls" was a title. However, one could tell from this title that this witch was extraordinary. After all, "Sage" was one of the highest titles in the witch world. This could be seen from the fact that the highest decision-making organ was named the "Council of Sages."

Therefore, this was not something that any cat or dog could be awarded the title of Sage. Everyone who could obtain this title was a big shot.

This Sage of Scrolls was naturally also an incredible figure. Her incredible nature was also displayed quite directly on her title.

Sage of Scrolls—as the name suggests, the Sage of Examination Papers. This one was not only a big shot in the academic world but also a big shot in the education world of the witch world. The revision and editing work of the Witch Academy textbooks and the written examination papers for major grading exams in the past were all handled by this big shot.

If there were a ranking of the most terrifying witches in the witch world, this big shot would definitely be one of the top ones. She was the nightmare of countless witch students.

Fortunately, this big shot was a very old witch after all. Dorothy didn't know exactly how old she was. Anyway, she heard from her stepmother that when her stepmother's grandmother's grandmother was doing this big shot's examination papers back then, Dorothy hadn't done much of this big shot's examination papers because this ancient witch finally announced her retirement more than ten years ago.

Undoubtedly, Dorothy's generation of new witches was lucky. They escaped a disaster from the hands of this devilish paper-setter.

Therefore, Dorothy herself didn't know much about this ancient witch sage. She occasionally caught a glimpse of the terror of this legendary witch from the complaints her stepmother made while tutoring Alice's homework, such as "How could I give birth to such a stupid daughter? If you were in my era, you wouldn't even get a double-digit score..."

It was just that she never expected that such a legend of the witch world would open a bookstore in this backwater city of Haiyue Island to live in seclusion after retirement.

"Hmm, it seems the Haiyue Witch has some kinship with this Sage of Scrolls, so the big shot ran here to live in seclusion. Alright, we're here, Sister."

Alice saw the confusion on her sister's face and explained with a smile. She was also scared out of her wits when her mother mentioned this for the first time back then.

Dorothy also followed Alice's guidance and looked at the bookstore they had arrived at without knowing it.

At first glance, the appearance was quite plain, without any of the luxury of a big shot's location. It was very simple and plain. There were also many pots of fresh flowers placed at the shop entrance.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, looking into the shop along the glass display window, what came into view were rows of neatly arranged bookshelves, which made people feel inexplicably refreshed, with a feeling of the soul suddenly calming down.

A pretty good bookstore.

As a witch who was also on the Path of Omniscience, Dorothy evaluated it in her heart. She liked this kind of quiet, peaceful place where people could calm down and study.

She raised her head and looked at the shop name written on the sign at the door.

"A Bookstore."

Dorothy: "..."

*Ah, this... Is this the realm of a big shot? *

*It really is "hearing a gentleman's words is like hearing a gentleman's words" (a tautology). *

Holding this feeling of having a complaint but nowhere to spit it out, the sisters walked into the bookstore. As soon as they entered the door, there was the scent of ink, elegant and quiet. ===== CHAPTER 14 =====