Chapter 2: Prologue(Part 2)
"Come on, cheer up. You knew it wouldn't be easy," Remarked Raven, as he gave his sister a pat on the shoulder.
"I know...but it still really sucks. I can't afford to hire someone to train me, we don't have anywhere near enough money for something like that, and the Light Magic Grimmoires in the village library only have Level 1 Spells, how am I supposed to show off what I'm capable of when I only have access to learning the simplest Spells?
They just laughed at me and kicked me out, they didn't even measure my Magic Power or anything, they'd already made up their minds to reject me the instant they realized that I'm a Commoner. Stupid asshole Knights," Complained Ravella with a grumbling sigh, as she punched her pillow a couple of times with a huff, before turning to Raven and asking, "So, what about you? Any luck with profiting off your Recovery Magic?"
"Nope, unfortunately not. I've got the same problem, there was only one Recovery Magic Grimmoire in the village library, and it only included Level 1 Spells; a grand total of three Spells. Healing Spell Cards aren't very expensive and are more effective than the Level 1 Healing Spell I've learnt, so there isn't exactly a whole lot of demand for my services," He shook his head in response.
A little over six years had passed since the twins got appraised at the church, it was the 9th of December, 1916, a week after their sixteenth birthday.
They had moved out of the orphanage a year ago, after they turned fifteen, and started living in a small, rundown inn, which was the best they could afford. Since then, they've been working part-time jobs to make ends meet, as well as offering to take on various odd jobs and requests for a fee as well.
While doing all that, Ravella has also been trying to get into the Knight Order, while Raven has been trying to use his Recovery Magic to earn money by healing people.
However, Commoners are rarely accepted in the Knights, and with Healing Spell Cards readily available for purchase, neither of twins have had much of any success in their endeavors.
"So, what's the plan now, sis? Are you going to keep trying?" Inquired Raven curiously.
"Huh? Yeah, of course I am. I'm not going to give up now, I'll keep working on the Spells I've learned until I've mastered them...I just need to get my hands on a Grimmoire with Level 2 Spells, and I need to save enough to hire someone to train me, I haven't even begun working on my Combat Template because I have no idea how to. But I won't give up, you can count on that," She replied with a determined look in her eyes.
"Yeah, I need to learn some higher level Recovery Spells too, maybe that'll help stir up some demand. We could probably find better Grimmoires in libraries in the cities, but we can't afford the funds needed to travel that far, even train tickets are too expensive for us, and that's the cheapest form of public transportation," Sighed Raven wistfully.