My Favorite Game Followed Me!

Anton spent his morning idling around the city center of the Island of Rokutua. He thought that it would have been much better if the entire island had maintained the same aesthetic as the structures near the beach and port.

The public and private buildings near the beach reflected a culture built around appreciating the bounty of the sea. While walking along the shore, Anton felt as though he had been transported to the islands of Hawaii hundreds of years in the past.

He knew that the locals had intentionally designed those structures to attract visitors, but he did not care. He wanted to feel as though he was exploring the different cultures of this world, not merely visiting another city that looked identical to those found in the kingdoms of the Gale Continent.

He theorized that the reason the main city of the Island of Rokutua resembled any other city in the Gale Continent was because of its proximity to the continent. Anton hoped that the next stop the ship made on its journey to Izmorta would show him a truly unique culture—something he had never encountered in either the Gale or Rendindura Continents.

After a while, watching theater performances or entering taverns to listen to minstrels playing their instruments and singing their songs began to feel like experiences he could have already enjoyed aboard the ship.

Even the nearby jungle had lost some of its appeal. Anton had already explored its outer edges, and he assumed that the deeper parts would most likely be similar to what he had already seen.

While walking back toward the beach, he spotted Paul and Eric. The moment they saw him, they ran over.

“We’ve been looking for you! Can we go eat somewhere?” Eric asked while breathing heavily from running.

They entered a nearby restaurant. At the very least, the food was somewhat exotic, which made their lunch enjoyable.

“I hope you don’t mind, Anton. We sold the wands. Our families are extremely happy since we sold them for a lot of coins,” Paul said.

Anton simply shrugged.

“It’s fine. They were your wands. You can do whatever you want with them,” he replied.

He only reiterated that he did not plan to create any more.

Paul explained that the buyers were wizards from both the ship and Rokutua. It was obvious that they intended to dismantle the wands and study the spell structures embedded inside them.

“Aren’t you worried that they might steal your magic enchantments?” Paul asked.

“I don’t care. It’s only a simple Water Arrow spell that I modified to reduce its power as much as possible. The wands were meant to be toys, not weapons. My intended customers were children, after all. My magic is also different. Even if they successfully copied the spell from the toy wands, the water they created would not be the same.”

“Different in what way?”

“The water from my spells has rejuvenating properties. Based on some brief research I conducted, the water produced by other wizards’ spells doesn’t have that effect. More than likely, it’s because I’m also skilled in healing and support magic.”

“You have healing spells?” Eric asked.

“Yes. My support spells are powerful as well. I’ll let you experience them for a while.”

Anton added the two of them to his party system and activated every buff he could use from his Paladin class.

“Oh my divines! I can feel it! I feel so powerful!” Eric exclaimed.

Anton allowed the two of them to experience the effects of his buffs for several minutes while they continued eating. After lunch, he removed the buffs and took them out of his party system.

Paul immediately asked about the specifics of the support spells they had experienced. Anton gave them a detailed explanation of the effects of his abilities. The fact that ordinary humans could become capable of killing dungeon monsters with the assistance of his spells left both Paul and Eric speechless.

Paul once again told Anton that he truly did not need to go to Izmorta. With his abilities, he could become rich and powerful almost anywhere.

“It’s not enough,” Anton said. “When I was fighting against the undead coalition, despite all my supposed power, I was only average compared to the truly strong individuals. If you had seen the battles between those at the highest levels of power, you would understand that a person needs far more strength to truly feel safe. I’m hoping that once I learn how to travel between dimensions from the Izmortans, my knowledge—and therefore my power—will increase as well.”

“You’re only twenty years old. Aren’t you a little impatient to achieve that kind of power?” Paul asked.

“Well, everyone has to start somewhere. I could have stayed in Ormunda and studied at the magic academies there, but I found them boring. I felt that they lacked the knowledge I was searching for.”

After that conversation, they returned to discussing the toy wands.

Eric told Anton about the amusing situation that had occurred. The wizards from the ship and the wizards from Rokutua had nearly come to blows. The Rokutuan wizards wanted the right to purchase all of Anton’s toy wands. They reasoned that since Anton was traveling with the ship, they could simply order him to create more magic items.

“One of the wizards from the ship shouted that you’re a Supreme Rank wizard and couldn’t simply be forced to do work you weren’t interested in. Can you believe they were arguing like fishmongers right in the open, where everyone could see and hear them?!” Paul said with a disbelieving expression.

Anton sighed after hearing that.

He knew he would not be able to avoid creating more magic items for the ship’s wizards. At least creating the toy wands was quick and easy, and he hoped that they would be satisfied with them.

“Some of them loudly wondered why you put a button on the wand,” Eric said.

Anton ignored the comment about the button. He could not exactly explain that it was the only method he had found to allow users to activate the spells stored inside his magic items.

In truth, Anton was still slightly embarrassed by his button-and-switch style of enchanting. A button or a switch simply felt too inelegant for a magical artifact. He had considered finding other methods of activation, such as gestures or commands, but his enchanting projects had been pushed aside because of the many situations he had encountered during the past few months.

Anton had many projects he wanted to pursue, but had never found the time to complete. One was improving and streamlining his magical items. Another was learning how to use mana stones together with his Diablo System.

He had also considered creating special locations, such as gardens locked into a specific season—a garden of eternal autumn or one trapped in perpetual winter. He already possessed the necessary spells, having obtained them from the forest elves, but he had never even taken the time to properly study them.

After lunch, the trio continued exploring the city. Anton found that the experience was far more enjoyable when he was with his friends rather than wandering alone.

They visited various places throughout the city, and money was never an issue since Anton paid for everything. He realized that Paul and Eric’s hesitation about allowing him to spend coins had completely disappeared after they understood that he could earn money simply by creating a toy wand.

To them, it was almost as if Anton could summon coins out of thin air.