Chapter 16

Kaka Fruit and Bling Vegetables 

“Ah, sorry, your notebook…” After staring at the plants for a long time, the boy suddenly remembered something and turned to Juan. 

“It’s okay. It’s my honor to witness what just happened,” Juan said sincerely. 

He meant it. The first time writing a magic spell—or even the first time writing a magical language that could trigger magic—was a moment that marked the birth of a genius magician. It was said that when a magician first invokes magic, it is fluid and has a simple texture; one can catch a glimpse of the most primitive form of magic. Anyone with a bit of magical talent could gain something from the experience, but he merely watched the spectacle. 

He truly had no talent… 

This realization only reinforced the fact, and it would be a lie to say he wasn’t discouraged. However, Juan had his own way of comforting himself. 

It didn’t matter that he lacked magical talent; he had a strong body and even stronger willpower! At that time, there were so many people trying to snatch Pedro’s magic book, yet now, standing here before the magic book and witnessing the first magic, only he remained. 

That was a kind of talent too. 

The absence of magical talent did not shake Juan’s resolve. He looked at the plants on the cardboard box and quietly recalled the scene from just now. 

“Do you want me to write it again? But I still have the pen; do you have another notebook?” the boy asked again. 

Juan shook his head. “You’re a genius. Writing it again might yield the same result. However, you do need a new notebook. You still need to practice until you can control the spells on it freely—casting whenever you want and writing them down whenever you wish.” 

The boy was momentarily stunned, scratching his head, confused about this inexplicable feeling of being praised. However, Juan’s compliment was so casual that before he could react, the topic shifted… 

“As for that previous page, it’s fine. Watching you write, I’ve memorized it already,” Juan said, recalling the words the boy had just written. He continued, “This is a small spell that allows you to… eat the vegetables and fruits from your hometown while traveling. The general meaning of what I just said, outside of the spell itself, is like that; the rest is the spell.” 

“You’re really smart!” the boy praised. 

“Just have a larger brain capacity,” Juan replied blandly. 

After all, dragons are big, so naturally their heads are big, and they must have a larger brain capacity! 

Juan didn’t think his good memory was anything special, but the boy finally understood why Juan had been so casual with his praise: he was also impressive! 

Nodding, the boy looked at Juan, then followed his gaze back to the “vegetables” and “fruits” he had just “created,” exclaiming again, “It’s so amazing! How did you do that? At first, I thought maybe there were seeds in the paper used to make that notebook, and the magic restored the seeds, but these fruits and vegetables don’t look like they’re from here…” 

Then, he picked a spiky round fruit that looked more like a fruit, but he didn’t know how to eat it. 

Juan took the fruit from his hand. “This fruit is called Kaka Fruit. It’s the representative fruit of the Kakablin Kingdom. No wonder, Pedro—the author of that magic book—seems to have come from the Kakablin Kingdom, so for him, this is the produce of his homeland.”

“This fruit looks hard to eat, but it’s actually not bad. You just need to pull out this thorn…” Juan said, pulling out the largest thorn from the top of the fruit with little effort. The thorn came out easily, its end still holding a tiny, translucent red ball that sparkled under the indoor light.

Holding the thorn, Juan presented the red fruit to the boy’s face.

With his mouth open, S11 took a big bite of the fruit and his eyes lit up. “It’s so sweet! So delicious! Much better than the vegetables I grow.”

Recalling the taste of green onions, Juan fell silent.

He then pulled out another thorn and offered it to the boy.

Thus, they finished the fruit, and Juan demonstrated another way to eat a different vegetable.

“This is Brin Vegetable, a common vegetable native to the Kakablin Kingdom. Its preparation is very simple: just wash it and eat it raw. It has a slightly salty taste, and in fact, it is rich in salt…”

S11 then devoured a whole bunch of the vegetables.

Finally, he satisfiedly burped, “I haven’t eaten this much in a long time…”

He laid on the ground, cradling his belly, as sunlight streamed through the large glass roof and illuminated his face, making the varying shades of color on his skin more pronounced.

Juan’s gaze drifted past the boy’s face as he picked up a poetry collection from beside him. “Next, we’ll read this poetry collection.”

The boy’s eyes, which had been closed, snapped open, the light brown irises seeming almost transparent in the sunlight. He stared at Juan’s face. “Aren’t we going to continue reading the magic book?”

“No, we’ve already read for a long time. Now it’s time for poetry.”

“After all, we used to read every day. A good habit shouldn’t be interrupted.”

As he spoke, he turned to a page and began reading.

He sat in the same position beside the cardboard box where the boy had just magically grown several Kaka fruits and Bling vegetables. Both types of produce looked sparse since the boy had eaten quite a bit of them, allowing Juan’s face to be visible, which wore the same serious expression as usual.

Lying on the ground, S11 suddenly said, “I feel like I could die because of you.”

“But strangely, I don’t mind,” Juan replied, looking up from the poetry book, his expression puzzled as their eyes met—

They locked gazes.

Then the boy chuckled, “I suddenly feel like my last two sentences could be poetry. What do you think, teacher?”

Juan glanced at him again, then lowered his head to continue reading the poem.

From then on, their schedule changed: in the mornings, the boy read the magic book to Juan, and in the afternoons, Juan read poetry to him. Occasionally, they included some music appreciation and drawing lessons. However, the boy’s progress in the morning classes was rapid.

He had now learned the “planting” methods for thirty types of fruits and twenty types of vegetables.