Mountain of the Mage

"Grandpa, what is this?"

"Oh, this is called a coin."

"What's a coin?"

"A thousand years ago, there were things called money, and coins were one of them. Could get anything wanted with coins."

"Great! How did such a useful thing disappear?"

"Just a thousand years ago, something like this happened..."

(The opening story about the boy.)

Lately, I've been thinking about something that used to be funny.

"That's fine."

"What the mage says is absolute."

It seems that there is a great mage.

And If you pledge allegiance to him, will be rewarded with a lot of money.

Everyone wants to be a mage.

So the whole country became full of magicians.

Some of them are squishy.

But I heard that they are the result of people who couldn't become magicians.

Recently, my dad started saying, "I'm going to be a magician!"

I hate a father who tells lies.

If this continues, the truth will become a lie and the lie will become the truth.

All the adults want to be magicians.

I don't understand why.

Will I be a magician when I grow up? I don't want to be a magician.

Apparently, there is a great mage living deep in the mountains.

I can't rely on the adults in this country anymore.

I'm going to meet mage and punish him.

"Lies and falsehoods are not good!"

I'll tell to mage.

All right, I'm off to the mage now!

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