Besides the principal, Alan's martial arts instructor, Carter, also wrote a letter of recommendation to his beloved student.
Once at the Warlock Academy, if Alan is interested in continuing his magical martial arts training, he can take this letter to Instructor Carter's cousin.
This man is a mentor at the Warlock Academy, sharing the same minotaur ancestry as Carter and their martial arts tradition.
Of course, this mentor's abilities are far beyond Carter's reach.
Instructor Carter spoke candidly to Alan.
He and the mentor were only distant cousins, and they hadn't corresponded in years.
After all, the gap in power and status between them was too great, leaving them with no common interests and little overlap in their social circles.
For Alan's sake, he had made an exception and, despite his old pride, wrote to his distant cousin, seeking to curry favor with this wealthy relative.
After all, they were related, so I could count on them to take some care of me.
‐‐But then again…
‐‐What if they didn't acknowledge our poor relative?
‐‐ Cold shoulder.
‐‐So, Instructor Carter had to make things clear upfront.
‐‐Let Allen be prepared for a cold shoulder.
‐‐Of course Allen knew.
‐‐Instructor Carter usually had a bohemian demeanor, but he was actually a man with a strong sense of pride.
‐‐If he didn't truly value me, he wouldn't have written this letter.
‐‐Whether the matter ultimately worked out or not, the thought was truly precious.
‐‐So he was grateful to Instructor Carter.
‐‐On graduation day, he specially got two bottles of fine wine from his father's collection.
‐‐As a thank-you gift to Instructor Carter.
‐‐During this time, Allen's parents had mixed feelings.
What parent doesn't want their child to succeed?
Of course, his parents were delighted that their son had secured a place in a higher education program.
But the thought of their thirteen-year-old son going to school so far away, living alone, was a source of worry.
His older sister, Kelly, was also proud of her younger brother.
She even missed him more than his parents.
Privately, she even asked Allen a rather ridiculous question.
"Can students at the Warlock Academy have a nanny?"
"If possible, I'd like to go with you."
"Just focus on your studies. I'll take care of the housework, like the laundry and cooking."
"Sister! I'm not some wealthy young man who lives a life of luxury. I can take care of myself, so don't worry!"
Alan offered a helpless reassurance.
Hearing him say this, Kelly's eyes grew somewhat dejected. After a long moment of melancholy, he spoke softly.
"Alan, I really hate myself for not living up to my potential!"
"If only I were better qualified, more motivated."
"Perhaps I'd have a chance to get a letter of recommendation for further studies."
"Then I could legitimately accompany you to the Warlock Academy, saving you from being bullied and bullied..."
As she spoke, Kelly's eyes welled up and her voice choked with sobs.
Alan felt a pang of bitterness.
Even though he wasn't Kelly's real brother, merely a time traveler who had resurrected.
Even though he had only been with Kelly for a short year,
He already considered this beautiful, kind-hearted girl his own sister, an irreplaceable treasure in his life.
With their separation imminent, he felt a pang of reluctance to part with her, seeing her sister's genuine affection.
So he took his sister's hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Kelly, take good care of Mom and Dad at home."
"I'll come back to visit you whenever I have time off."
"Studying abroad is just an episode in life."
"One day I'll return home after completing my studies, to be with you and Mom."
"Then our family will never be apart again!"
"Maybe I can find a handsome guy at the academy with outstanding character, talent, and family background, and bring him home to be your husband!"
Kelly's last words made her laugh so hard that she punched him.
"Come on, I don't need you to find a man for me!"
"If you have the time, why don't you find yourself a girlfriend first!"
...
Autumn afternoon.
The sun was shining brightly.
A group of lazy seagulls gathered on the dock, basking in the sun and chatting about love.
Until they were startled and scattered by footsteps.
The footsteps approached from afar.
A tall, straight-limbed young man, backpack on his back, strode towards the pier with long legs.
He paused, gazing at the horizon.
Waiting for the ship to pick him up.
His short, flaxen hair shone a gorgeous, deep golden-red hue in the afternoon sun.
Just turned thirteen, and he had already reached a height of 1.86 meters.
His tall, muscular figure radiated youthful energy.
Alan bought a nautical chart at the dock.
While waiting for the boat, he flipped through the chart.
The island where Quint Harbor is located belongs to an autonomous region of the Southern Islands Federation.
The island covers approximately 8,000 square miles, with a permanent population of less than 50,000.
Since its founding, the South Island Federation has been ruled by a council formed by several sorcerer families.
The major families jointly funded the establishment of the Sorcerer Academy.
The South Island Federation's arch-rival, the North Island Federation, is also alike.
The sorcerer academies of the two federations are also hostile.
A resounding whistle blared from the harbor.
Alan folded up his map and looked toward the source of the whistle.
Between the sea and the sky, huge white sails fluttered in the wind.
A three-masted sailing ship was slowly approaching the harbor.
On the deck, a three-story bridge tower stood, quite a sight.
It must be said that the Sorcerer Academy is truly wealthy!
There are twelve luxurious sailing ships like this one, specifically designed to accommodate new students.
Twelve large ships, named after the twelve zodiac constellations, traveled along different routes each year to pick up people from various islands in the Federation.
One was a burly, middle-aged man. He wore a military uniform, a cloak, a tricorn hat, a thick beard, and a pipe.
Judging from his demeanor, he must be Captain Weber.
Next to the captain stood a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a fiery red dress.
The ruffled hem only reached her knees, revealing her fair calves. She wore a pair of jet-black wedge-heeled boots.
The girl's shoulder-length hair, bangs cascading down her shoulders, was as fiery red as her skirt, giving off a passionate and unrestrained impression.
Alan also noticed that the red-haired girl, clasped around the captain's arm, was pointing and whispering to him on the shore.
Alan couldn't quite hear what she was saying.
However, it was clear that the red-dressed girl had recognized him as the sorcerer apprentice recommended by Quint Island this year.
She was commenting on his appearance and dress sense.
As is customary, the academy assigns a senior student to each ship that receives new students, acting as a so-called "life advisor."
This person is responsible for guiding the newcomers, answering their questions, and providing safety during the journey.
In Alan's view, the role of a life advisor is similar to that of a freshman counselor at university in his previous life.
The red-haired girl beside the captain must be the life advisor for the Libra.
The red-haired girl clung to the captain's arm.
They occasionally flirted with each other, their expressions intimate.
They didn't shy away from the gazes of others.
Passersby watching couldn't help but speculate:
"That flirty girl is probably the captain's mistress!"