How to Live as a Magician in the Martial Arts World Episode 14
Chapter 4. The Boss’s Disease (3)
Allen, who got the 1st circle, was busy.
“Now that you’re a wizard, you need your own wand.”
With that being said, Rowlon led Allen into the forest.
There was a tradition among wizards of carving their own wands.
“It’s important to have a wand that matches your level. There’s no need or reason to have something that’s too good from the start. You can gradually create or find your own.”
The area around the magic tower was filled with magical power, and the trees in the forest were also filled with magical power.
Rowron broke off a branch and used his magic to shape it. Then, a wand with a natural curve was created.
“This wand may not seem like much, but it helps you implement magic. It can strengthen your magic by containing one process.”
“Can I use 2 circles?”
“It’s not like that, but you can do something similar. You should try it too.”
Jegal Hyunmong watched Allen sharpening his wand.
It was not possible to refine it with magic power like Rowlon.
Rowlon didn’t want that either. It wasn’t something that anyone could do.
Although he was unable to use magic to sharpen it, his skill in carving wood with a sword was no ordinary one.
Aside from his excellent cutting skills, it took some time to get used to it.
Since then, Allen has received various training with the wand.
‘I guess it wasn’t a one-man show.’
Jegal Hyunmong thought so as he watched Allen running around the tower and busily attending class.
Because I was taught by several wizards, rather than learning everything under one master.
Of course, Allen wasn’t the only student.
Allen was a poor student among many others.
In Magic Tower, magical skills equal power.
‘That guy is none other than Lord Rowlon’s new disciple?’
‘Damn, why did you make such an idiot your disciple?’
‘Lucky kid.’
Although it was a whisper, Jegal Hyunmong, who had become a bird in his dream, heard it all.
Jegal Hyunmong’s eyes narrowed.
For some reason, I didn’t want to see Allen being ignored.
The problem was, as they said, that Allen was a slow learner.
Although he wasn’t completely stupid, there were still many things that even Jegal Hyunmong found frustrating.
I want to throw away all the training materials.
If it were real, I wouldn’t have been able to do it out of consideration for the other person’s reputation, but isn’t it a dream now?
‘I have to help.’
Because I knew from my past experiences that I had the power to intervene in my dreams to some extent.
Instead of Allen, Jegal Hyunmong digested the knowledge.
And he passed on knowledge like a mother bird feeding her chicks.
How to build a fortress.
What kind of auxiliary magic do you use to strengthen your magic?
The structure of the formula and how to reverse it.
What kind of magic strengthens the wizard’s body, etc.
To be honest, rather than helping, it was something that Jegal Hyunmong did for himself.
Thanks to this, Allen was able to not only shake off the stigma of being a poor student, but also achieve pretty good grades… … .
There was a dispute.
“You bastard. What kind of dirty tricks did you use? There’s no way a fool like you could come up with such an advanced technique.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Can’t you even understand what I’m saying? This isn’t a spell that you can perform. You must have cried and begged for Lord Rowlon to do it for you.”
Allen’s expression became cold and heavy.
To begin with, he was a gang leader.
Whatever the truth, he was not the type of person to leave alone someone who challenged him.
There was no avoidance, and after some squabbling, an agreement to fight was reached on the spot.
They decided to settle the matter at the magic practice that would take place a week later.
Zhuge Xuanmong was excited.
‘Opportunity.’
Honestly, I was curious.
How do wizards fight each other?
Allen had the same question.
“Master, I have a question. Can you fight in one circle?”
When the disciple asked, Rowlon immediately understood the intention.
Allen lost all his relatives to bandits.
Even though the bandit was taken care of by Rowlon, how could he not have something on his mind?
That’s why Rowlon didn’t immediately say it was impossible.
“It’s not impossible. Alcantra, Ragna, Serinia, Star-counting Asteran… … They are known to have been on the battlefield since the 1st Circle. A wizard is not all about using powerful and destructive magic. If I can create a situation and control it, how could I not fight?”
All of those that Rowlon spoke of were great wizards who left their mark on history.
Rowlon’s true intention was this.
It means to become a great wizard like them.
However, the meaning that Allen and Jegal Hyunmong accepted was different.
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‘I’m telling you it won’t work.’
Allen took Lawron’s words to mean that it was impossible.
But Allen laughed at that fact instead.
On the other hand, Zhuge Xuanmong did not know who they were.
If it was impossible, then it would be understandable, but Jegal Hyunmong felt his eyes opened when he heard that it was theoretically possible.
‘Really? That’s possible. I’m looking forward to it.’
I’m already looking forward to seeing how Allen will fight.
Of course, Jegal Hyunmong was ready to help Allen.
Allen still had some shortcomings when it came to constructing and operating magic. While others could use two or three spells, Allen could only construct one.
If Jegal Hyunmong takes care of the process for you, you may be able to experience a magic duel indirectly.
And the next day.
Zhuge Xuanmong was left speechless when he saw the scene that occurred immediately after the duel began.
As soon as the duel began, Allen used only one spell.
It was a body strengthening magic.
And then he ran.
“What, what? Slip and fall!”
The opposing wizard fired his magic in confusion.
‘It’s slow. There are unnecessary spells. The structure of the spell is also sloppy.’
Jegal Hyunmong clicked his tongue after analyzing the magic technique his opponent was using.
I guess the other person isn’t a particularly outstanding student either.
However, the casting was successful, and the magic spread out centered around Allen’s feet.
Allen slipped.
But he managed to keep his balance exquisitely without falling over, and approached his opponent even faster.
As if gliding across the ground!
“What, what?!”
While the opponent was confused, Allen’s fist received all the acceleration and slammed into the opponent’s face.
The wizard, whose body had spun around halfway, fell face down on the floor.
Of course, he died instantly with one blow… … No, he passed out.
Knock. Knock.
Allen, his blood-soaked fist hanging down, cracked his neck slightly and looked expressionlessly at the astonished people.
“next?”
At that sight, Zhuge Xuanmong’s spirit ascended to heaven and he woke up from his dream.
* * *
“This, this ignorant… … !”
He was so shocked that as soon as he woke up, Jegal Hyunmong shouted this and got up from his seat.
And then right after that I felt a presence.
“I’m awake!”
“fu*k, then put me back to sleep!”
A cooling sensation from head to toe.
One of the men was seen reaching for the back of his neck.
Every second counts.
In that short period of time, Jegal Hyunmong created a spell and unleashed his magic.
Phew!
As the wind rose, old dust rose like clouds.
“What, what is it?”
While rubbing his eyes to see if there was any dust in them, Jegal Hyunmong rolled over.
Although I had just woken up, I had already calculated how to move to escape.
“He’s running away! Catch him!”
‘I learned martial arts.’
Instinctive intuition.
Several choices were given to Zhuge Xuanmong, and he chose one.
Jegal Hyunmong cast a slippery spell.
The target was himself.
Slippery!
Feeling that his hand, which had been quite strong, had slipped, Jegal Hyunmong broke the door and ran out.
Boom boom boom!
“What the heck, that guy. Does he put some oil on his body before he sleeps?”
“Does it matter? Chase me!”
Jegal Hyeonmong ran.
I even cast a body strengthening magic and ran. I would suffer from muscle pain afterwards, but that wasn’t important right now.
Otherwise, we’ll be caught up in no time.
I need time to think.
‘Who is it?’
There are several possibilities.
A person who holds a grudge against oneself.
The bandit I fought when I returned from the parade.
There is only one thing that is certain.
‘If you keep running like this, you’ll get caught. You have to fight.’
If possible, we have to win.
But it doesn’t seem impossible.
Didn’t Lowron say that too?
There were some who jumped into the battlefield even from low positions.
Knock knock.
I broke off some tree branches growing on the side of the road.
I just skimmed through it and carved a path for the magic to flow through.
Just as I was finishing up my makeshift magic wand, I heard a voice.
“Stop!”
At those words, Zhuge Xuanmong really stopped walking.
And when he looked back, he saw two people chasing him.
A man with a bald head and a man with a moustache.
Both of them had a fierce expression, but they were looking at Jegal Hyunmong with a strange expression.
‘What on earth are you up to?’
Because it was the first time I saw someone actually stop when told to stop.
The unexpected move actually stopped the two men in their tracks.
Meanwhile, Jegal Hyunmong, who had been catching his breath, opened his mouth.
“Did Grandmaster Ma send you?”
“… … !”
Even a brief question can send shivers down one’s spine.
Those two men were just like that.
We didn’t even say a word when we met, but they immediately figured out why they came.
I feel some indescribable wonder.
What I felt from the white-faced student who knew nothing about martial arts was a clear sense of intimidation.
Maybe that’s why.
The two moved without saying who would go first.
The bald man led the way, and the mustachioed man followed.
And with that response, Jegal Hyunmong was convinced that it was really sent by Ma Jin-gwang.
‘I was hoping, but it seems to be true… … .’
Although he felt empty, Jegal Hyunmong opened his mouth pretending to be relaxed and not showing it.
“You knew it was coming, so you don’t think I did anything to prepare for it, do you?”
Zhuge Liang thought.
‘The groundwork has been laid.’
So, anything that happens in the future can be roughly dismissed as an excuse that we ‘prepared for something’.
‘He is definitely a master.’
I don’t have an eye for martial arts, but those with those kinds of moves can’t be ordinary.
I didn’t mean to slip on the floor.
Originally, masters didn’t fall because the floor was slippery. If that were the case, there would be no masters surviving the winter.
The more I see Allen do it, the more I decide not to do it.
So I thought about it the other way around.
‘If you can make it slip, you can make it the other way around.’
A reversal of the magic learned in dreams.
Using that principle and formula, he dismantled the original technique he had constructed, turned it over, and put it back together again.
Jegal Hyunmong lightly turned his magic wand in the opposite direction.
After constructing the ritual, Jegal Hyunmong concentrated all his nerves on his eyes.
‘now!’
Just as the man in front was about to kick the ground and take his feet off.
Suddenly-
Narrow alley.
As they continued to attack, the bald man in the lead felt a strange sensation.
I put my foot on the ground and try to kick it off, but something sticky keeps my shoe from coming off.
And before he could even realize why, shock struck the man.
The mustachioed man crashed into the bald man’s back because he stopped without a signal.
“Ugh!?”
In an instant, two people fell over, tangled together.
“what!?”
At that moment, Jegal Hyunmong turned his magic wand back to the correct direction.
The reversed spell returned to its original state as if time had been turned back, and the floor became slippery again, causing the men to tangle together… … A sweaty situation occurred.
“Ugh!?”
“… …fu*k!”
The mustachioed man was in a better situation. Even though he was slipping, he somehow managed to kick the bald man’s back and attack Jegal Hyunmong.
Honestly, I can only explain what I noticed as instinct.
Although he was surprised by the unexpected reaction, Jegal Hyunmong responded quickly as if he had already known.
‘Cling to me!’
“Huh!?”
Just now, as if he had slipped his own body.
The bodies of the mustachioed man and the bald man were made to stick together.
Because it was spread out in the shape of a surface rather than a dot, the adhesion was also strengthened.
Because of this, the mustachioed man began to have the unpleasant experience of being unable to separate from the bald man and instead becoming increasingly attached to him.
‘What the heck, since earlier!’
The mustachioed man trembled at the thought of being possessed by a ghost, unable to comprehend the situation.
What did Zhuge Xuanmong do?
All he did was just sit there, leisurely, shaking the branches.
And as a result, he felt as if he was being controlled by something invisible.
‘Are you really seeing through everything?’
The moment he realized it on his skin, a shiver ran down the mustachioed man’s back.
