Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 145 Obsession

"I am from a small town called 'Lesita' in Lorga. My ancestors were in the cloth business."

Uncle Bernoulli leaned against the wooden wall as the rain pattered. He began to talk quietly: "Until now, I can tell the quality of a piece of clothing by just touching it. Whether it is fur, cotton, linen, or silk, I can tell them all by heart."

"Perhaps, being a cloth merchant is my destiny, inheriting my family's shop and living a peaceful life."

"But I met her when I was fourteen, a girl who made my heart beat!"

Touching his sparsely stubbled chin, Bernoulli reached for his waist, but remembered the wine bag that had been thrown away long ago.

Facing the campfire, he smiled bitterly and continued talking.

"She was a girl who moved back from the city. She was different from the girls in the town. Her long black and purple hair looked like floating vine flowers, and her green eyes were as beautiful as stars."

"And cute little freckles and a demure and shy temperament."

"Fan, do you believe in love at first sight? From the first time I saw her, I felt my heart pounding, as if I would marry her in this life."

Thinking about his first wok, the delicate walnut handle, the dark and elegant black body, and the perfect size, he took out his wallet at first sight.

Fan Wei felt that he understood what love at first sight meant!

Without paying too much attention, or just lamenting about the memories, Uncle Bernoulli smiled sweetly and told his love story.

"It was the first time I did something beyond my duty. I never felt so smart before. I learned to please girls with flowers and stories without any instruction."

"She had just arrived in the town and didn't know anyone her own age. She was shy by nature, but she quickly treated me as a good friend."

"During the holidays, I would suppress my excitement and secretly ask her out to play. Without telling her conservative parents, I would sneak down the balcony to the running stream or the green grass, pick flowers and recite a carefully selected poem."

"She was like a bird that had just flown out of a cage, innocent and carefree, with a smile like that of an angel."

"When I put the woven wreath on her head, she would slightly raise her eyes to look at me, and one day she would smile and tiptoe to touch my lips."

"We fell in love, in our youth and ignorance."

Although he is already a member of society, Fan Wei still blushed and smiled shyly and awkwardly.

"The rest of the story is also ordinary. Her parents disciplined her strictly, hoping to restore her social status through marriage in the future."

"I was so worried about this that I finally plucked up the courage when I was sixteen and asked my father to help me propose to her family. But I was rejected without a doubt."

"As wealthy city dwellers, her parents looked down on country boys."

"After discovering our relationship, he locked her up at home and forbade her to see me."

"I was very disappointed, but with the encouragement from the letters she secretly sent me, I stopped paying attention to the business and determined to study hard to become a magician who transcends class and obtain the conditions to marry her!"

"Fortunately, I have a certain amount of talent, and I also have parents and siblings who support me, and I was eventually admitted to the Continental Magic Academy."

"When I left, I promised her that I would come back and get married after graduation, but I never expected that this study would take me ten years!"

"The distance between us cut off our communication. When I received my diploma and returned to my hometown as a magician, I felt extremely nervous."

"Ten years! Would any girl wait for a man she has never met for ten years?"

"But when I got back to the village, I saw her waiting for me at the town entrance under the setting sun. Her face had changed, but her eyes remained the same. In order to resist her parents' oppression, she hid in the church and became a nun, just waiting silently."

“‘Bernoulli, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.’ When we met, she just smiled and said to me.”

The uncle laughed and covered his eyes with his hands.

"And then?" Fan Wei was looking forward to a happy ending to the story, but the uncle's current situation made him feel uneasy.

"Then we got married, and two years later we had a daughter. I also started looking for a career, so I left my hometown with my wife and daughter and moved to Maze Street. At that time, this place had just been developed and there were opportunities everywhere."

Bernoulli's voice began to deepen.

"The gap between life and ideals becomes particularly acute only when one takes on responsibilities. I want to give her and my daughter a good life, but when I was in school I realized that my talent was mediocre and that I could only study magic."

"Unlike a genius like Irene, my level and expertise are not enough to enter the Sage Tower. I can only make a living as an adventurer."

"In fact, in the eyes of many people, adventurers are a low-status profession, and magicians are even more ashamed of running around. But she was not disappointed. Instead, she comforted me and took care of my daughter while doing some small business to supplement the family income."

"Life was normal and it was fine. There were many opportunities at that time, and I slowly made some money."

"But people are like this. Once they have concerns and desires, they don't know how to be satisfied. I am afraid that my daughter will have to work as hard as we do in the future, so I began to strive for higher power."

"The maze does offer a lot of opportunities, but not everyone is lucky, and I've gotten nothing in a few years."

"Anxiety and ambition slowly erode reason, and ordinary life becomes tormenting and boring."

"I should have told you that I was foolish enough to be fooled into buying a fake secret treasure, which cost me all my savings and her hard work."

"But it didn't teach me a lesson. I was probably already crazy at that time. The more I sunk into it, the more I struggled. I didn't listen to her advice at all. I even went so far as to study forbidden magic."

The uncle lowered his head, his voice suppressed and intense, "Why? Why can't people learn to be satisfied, always do stupid things, and destroy their own happiness with their own hands?"

"Forbidden magic. I have no control over its dangers. Just when I thought my power had been enhanced, I was secretly delighted."

"An out-of-control chaos fireball blew up my home."

Fan Wei held his breath when he heard the broken silence.

"We had originally planned to go to a newly opened restaurant that day, and my daughter had changed into new clothes and waited for me to hold her hand and go out to the street."

"But I only heard their screams of pain in the flames."

"High temperature! Shadow! Added with the viscosity and erosion of alchemical potions! It will burn through the skin and destroy the internal organs until death." Bernoulli burst into tears. "Why should I study it at home and prepare potions for casting spells?"

"This is forbidden magic. It brings great pain to people and can even affect the soul!"

"The protective spell kept me alive, but the priest told me that the result of resurrection is totally uncontrollable."

"I can't even get the 200 gold coins for resurrection. Because I was researching forbidden magic, the Sage Tower detained me for trial. It was Irene who guaranteed me for the sake of being a classmate."

"When I finally borrowed enough money, it was too late. Everything was too late. Magic could not bring back their souls."

"I can't even say sorry for the last time..."

Recounting his memories was like peeling off the bloody scar again. Bernoulli raised his head, his eyes moist and bloodshot.

"Perhaps everything is wrong. If we hadn't met when we were young, if she hadn't said 'wait for me' before we parted, she would have lived a safe and happy life somewhere instead of dying in the flames of pain!"

"And our daughter..."

The voice trembled violently, hard and persistent, temporarily dispelling the depression and decadence of the past.

"Fan, you can understand what I want to do, right?" Bernoulli looked at Fan Wei.

"The gods will not grant miracles. I can only search in the maze for a gem that can fulfill wishes. Give me a chance to make up for my mistakes...!"

As if begging, the uncle expressed his obsession. Ever since he saw the drifting bottle, his heart has been tormented.

The pitch-black abyss is not scary, what is scary is the faint light above your head.

Fan Wei's heart tightened and he felt uneasy, but facing Bernoulli, he could not say a word to dissuade him. For a person who is desperate and in pain, life may only have this one meaning of persistence.

A wish-granting gem? Can it really grant wishes? And what price did the adventurers who used it pay?

"Let's go back and investigate further." This was all he could say. Fan Wei knew that the more anxious he was, the more cautious he needed to be. But looking at the uncle, he knew that the wait could not last long.

"If there is really no problem...then let's go and take a look."