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“what? “Why the hell?”
Interaction is important. There is no need to be polite if the other person is not polite. Of course, in this world ruled by the logic of power, I would have no limb left if I couldn’t be polite to the twins, but at least he wasn’t a candidate for my ‘exceptional manners’.
“Uh huh-”
Chelchel was not embarrassed and expressed his opinion.
“My teacher and my parents are the same, so it’s no different than treating me as my parent from now on, so how can you be so arrogant?”
I understand the meaning.
“You are my teacher?”
Chelchel answered with a smile.
“For your information, I cannot refuse.”
“why?”
“Because it is the department chair’s privilege!”
“Why do you want to make me your disciple? “Is it because you want to be criticized for being so free-spirited?”
“For the sake of the greater good, I don’t care about that. and… … .”
I hated this guy.
The first impression wasn’t good.
It only took a few conversations, but my intuition became more and more certain.
When I asked why I didn’t like it, I realized that this guy looked like a ‘twin’.
Although he has an arrogant and arbitrary personality, I cannot treat him coldly when dealing with him. That type of person has outstanding talent, and if you get close to them, they can give you more than idiots. In short, there is a lot to gain from them. If there are too many bees, why miss the honey pot?
“I am an authority on magic research, so who would be more qualified than me to develop your magic?”
* * *
As expected, Chel Chel was a loner. Her living space and laboratory occupied an entire floor of the magic tower, but other than her servants, her fellow wizards were nowhere to be seen. But she was such a natural human being that she was an outcast. She’s probably the type that doesn’t mind eating alone every day.
When he was with me, Dinggeul took off his glasses. Chelchel’s rainbow-colored hair and eyes made me feel burdened every time I saw him face to face. She said she didn’t do it on purpose, but that it was due to the manifestation of her innate magic power, so they couldn’t say anything. She made him her disciple for a day and gave him a room in her office, but he did not contact her for several days. It was nice for me to have a lot of free time. She wandered around her magic tower, avoiding the detection spells of the wizards. Magic Tower is a place with so many strange things that its ordinaryness stands out. Finding traces of the devil or similar threats was like finding a needle in a sandy desert, or rather, finding sand in a sandy desert.
A few days later, Chel Chel came back and called me into his office. Dozens of backpacks filled with various magic tools and books were strewn about in the hallway of the office. As I opened the ancient devil-decorated stone door and entered, Chel Chel leaned against the desk and glared at me with a serious expression.
“First of all, let me say this first. “You are a monster.”
I shrugged.
“I did some research on you. All the traces you left on the world, ha! It was you who brought down Pandoras. All the thick lines engraved in the world revolve around you. Center of the world, yes. “You are the main character.”
“That’s a big compliment.”
“It’s no joke. Is he really an ‘alien person’? I didn’t know that this body would be influenced by the logic of a solar lover. Three gods, sun god… So, do you also exist like that? Even if all the magic tower lords come at you, you probably won’t be able to win.”
Chel Chel walked towards me with long strides.
“therefore!”
Her face turned very red. Two cheeks as ripe as apples. Sorry for the romanticism, but when a person’s face turns red, there are many times when I feel unbearable ‘anger’. Chelchel did not hide her emotions and vented them.
“I guess that’s how they use discharge magic. Because it would be nothing to you! shit!”
she screamed.
“It’s like using a delicate medical knife to slit someone’s throat, you monster!”
“Why are you so angry?”
“Whew, I can’t help but be angry. Before that, I was a researcher of the Manifest Demon Emperor and a magician seeking truth. As a ‘human being’. Don’t misunderstand. It’s not that I don’t like you, I’m just irritated with a sticky inferiority complex.”
“Self-objectification is good. So how and what are you going to teach me?”
“Just releasing your enormous power will become a powerful high-level magic, but the purpose of release magic is not that ignorant and trivial. “You probably know it vaguely, right?”
Of course.
Release magic is a pure release of raw power.
The martial arts that are released by processing internal energy are much more powerful.
No matter how pure it is, the moment it is emitted, impurities are mixed in.
The range of emission is very wide.
Not only did it give me strength, but it also ‘released’ the curse of the devil that was gnawing at me.
Chelchel took out a scroll from the drawer and unfolded it.
It was a painting depicting the ‘Eye of Truth’ worshiped by wizards.
“The magic system is at odds with the laws of reality. So in the old days, we were called miracle workers and revered. However, magic also has laws, and no matter how powerful a magician is, he cannot break them. Even the ‘Twilight Witch’. However, in the long history of history, there is the only wizard who broke it.”
Chechel’s eyes shone like a rainbow after the rain.
“The initiator of antinomy, the natural ruler of discrepancy. “My ugly idol, the Demon Lord.”
I answered indifferently.
“Is that so great?”
It was an expected reaction.
Cheltzel is getting angry.
“It’s God’s magic!”
Cheltzel nervously tore the scroll into pieces.
The snow of truth breaks into pieces and scatters.
“What makes magic so bad is the way it processes mana. It’s nothing if you don’t process it. Talent is ultimately skill, and wizards are only good at using magic technically. So, even a powerful wizard cannot process something without ‘materials’, and even if he or she has abundant materials, if he or she does not have ‘skills’, he or she is only half a penny with a lot of magic power. The mana a wizard can handle is limited. We run out of fuel quickly. In particular, there are many demons that eat up magic power, so wizards are just prey. No matter how grandiose it was, it was a ‘magic tower’ or a ‘sacred place’, but in the end, the wizards ran away to avoid predators. “This place was a tower of cowards from the beginning.”
She pointed at me. My cheeks were so red, so crimson, that I felt like they were about to burst. High blood pressure at a young age?
“Release magic is different! The material doesn’t matter. You don’t have to have magical power! In fact, according to records, the Mana of the Manifest Demon Priest was not particularly affected by the Anti-Magic Priest’s barrier. Just releasing the power you contain. “It can be used in infinite ways depending on what it contains.”
It was passionate. She may be self-indulgent, but at least she is sincere about what she likes.
There’s a lot to be gained if you just put up with your irritating personality.
“Other wizards are stupid idiots who worship order and system, so they will ruin your magic. But I can maximize the discharge magic. Is this some kind of divine trick, or is it the guidance of ‘Tyche’? As someone who studies the manifestation magic, you, who inherited the release magic, came to me. You also happened to come and meet me during my ‘active period’. Now, call me. Disciple. From now on, I am officially your teacher. Lodolocopoco! “Eye of truth!”
Release magic is the magic of the Manifestation Demon Emperor.
Magical possibilities.
The Manifest Demon Emperor was still alive a thousand years later. Even if it’s an evil spirit trapped in a nest.
Maybe I will reach a new level that cannot be reached through martial arts.
The hesitation was short.
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“Please teach me.”
I thought about it again, but courtesy is mutual.
If the other person is qualified enough, no matter how bad their personality may be.
“Magic Master!”
It doesn’t matter.
* * *
What kind of hard training will I undergo? Should I learn a complicated technique that will make my head spin? If I learned magic like other wizards, I wouldn’t be able to do it. I was worried before class. But after the first class, I was confused about what I was doing.
A well-made wooden doll.
It was modeled after Dalby and seemed like it would be popular as a baby toy.
“Do you like it?”
Daa!
Dalbi answered energetically and chewed the wooden doll I gave him. There is no shock. Because I knew that he often consumed things he liked. I shook the sawdust out of my hair. The morning class was sculpting. I did it because they told me to, but I don’t know why I did it. I reached the level of a craftsman in just an hour, but this isn’t magic.
Afternoon classes were held at the blacksmith shop. It is also surprising that there is a blacksmith shop inside the magic tower. Seeing that there were no traces of people, such as bellows or tongs, it looked like a new place made just for me. Chelchel threw down a textbook and told them to smelt the ore to make a good quality weapon. This isn’t some kind of game, why are you raising your life skills?
“If you’re going to make fun of me, you better be prepared.”
Chelchel answered with a nonchalant expression.
“You better focus. Treat it sincerely. “Because I’m extremely sincere.”
“hmm.”
Sculpting and blacksmithing had different levels of difficulty. Rather than simply carving wood with a carving knife, he had to teach himself everything from smelting iron to quenching and sharpening to a high level. At first, I was unable to concentrate due to a mixture of doubt and dissatisfaction. As I continued to fail, I became discouraged and focused only on blacksmithing. In the end, everything has a similar process. Focus, fail, overcome, succeed. The same was true for martial arts. Even though I had a lot of help from others, I learned how to succeed. Based on this, ‘Cheonan Tong’ demonstrated an incomparable talent. He mastered the technique at a speed that would have frightened a craftsman, and after three days, he taught himself a long sword of fairly decent quality.
Chelchel looked around at the longsword and grinned.
“I don’t think the first step is necessary.”
“What on earth was this class for?”
“It’s pure emanation. No matter how great a craftsman you are, a masterpiece will never be created if you mix in distracting thoughts. But you… Should we call it the Pillar of Dawn? You are very used to concentration and release. “If we teach him various skills like this, he will become the most versatile human in history.”
“It’s a waste of time.”
“I agree. “Let’s move on to the next step.”
I wanted the second class to be a proper education.
* * *
Inside a dark room.
Dozens of candles were lit.
The soft light surrounds the surroundings, making my heart flutter like a swaying candle.
“I am… … .”
I conveyed my sincerity.
“I am very angry and disgusted that Chel Chel mocked me in such an idiotic way. “I tell you with all my heart that if you keep teasing me like this, I might get so angry that I might destroy the magic tower.”
“hmm.”
Chelchel said with a satisfied expression.
“As expected, you’re good at it.”
The second lesson was releasing emotions. The act of expressing one’s feelings and emotions as they are. He said that humans are cunning and ‘good’ creatures that always hide their true feelings, and that he was teaching them how to express their emotions purely.
This too was a piece of cake for me. After obtaining the sacred relic, I was able to see the emotions of others. To me, emotions are pure gemstones. I wasn’t stupid enough to not know what I was thinking and feeling.
“Is it over now?”
“okay. Let’s move on to the next step. But before that… “Isn’t it there yet?”
“what?”
“Solongete’s candle did not go out. The flame of deception did not let you go. You are still hiding your feelings. ‘Sincerity’. “I haven’t revealed my deep, hidden ‘truth’ yet.”
“what… “I honestly expressed what I felt?”
“It’s not what I’m feeling right now. Older than that. There must be a secret you have hidden and never revealed. “Think deeply.”
“under… That’s right.”
A flickering candle.
A guy who forces confession.
The shaking light wrapped around me like a snake’s tongue.
“… f*ucking brother.”
That’s all there is to it.
“The bastard pulled out his molars, broke his bones, ripped off his flesh, and beat him all day long. The bastard who bullied me without even telling me why. “It’s actual combat training, and you’re the one who almost killed me the most.”
Lanista.
The truth about him.
“… Thanks to you, you taught me how to become stronger. The bastard who pounded me and made me strong like quenching. f*uck you. But thank you bastard. It’s scary, but… A bastard who is more trustworthy than anyone else. I feel confident that I can defeat both demons and gods as long as I have this guy… … .”
The candle seems as if it will go out.
“Reliable… brother.”
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