Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 258

The priest’s relationship between the magicians is, in the end, more of a formal procedure.

As I did with Merdella, there is no engraving contract, nor any other prohibition. Officially, it was only that they became teachers and students, but in fact, it can be said that the relationship between teachers and students at the school is at a level that is safe. If you look at it coldly, it’s just that the orthodox magicians who believe that words and language have power and don’t even lie are putting a lot of meaning into such a formal procedure.

However, just as knights and nobles try to follow them even though they do not die for violating rituals and rules such as chivalry and noblesse oblige, this is also an important rule and rule for magicians.

“After a long time, we finally became friends, so I will help you, and I have no doubt that you will help me too.”

That is why. Only with Mr. Widra’s words, which was nothing special, the relationship between him and me became teacher and disciple. There was no such thing as feeling like I was reaching a turning point in my life and becoming emotional for no reason.

Nothing drastic was about to change, so we settled down and started talking about serious work and a lesson plan for me.

“You’ll have to meet with Seneran once more to adjust your classes, but you’ll need to improve the way you use magic.”

Weed… No, I had no problem understanding Master’s explanation. Now, the method I use to light a small fire or strengthen my body is close to simply lighting a fire on the raw material called magical power to get heat.

Wizards and those who can use auras learn their own refining methods to refine their magical powers, and use them to create a kind of fuel tank inside their bodies and a furnace to efficiently light a fire. The process of growing the tank, containing more pure mana and aura, and changing the furnace to make it more durable and efficient combustion is the way to a higher level. and using Aurors.

“Of course you yourself wouldn’t have felt that unstable. Demons do that.”

Asmodians are born with the ability to respond to magic. Since he was born after learning the purification method, he exerts his strength even if he is dissatisfied with it. But it’s not without its downsides.

The image of the demons I met in the abandoned dungeon was the result.

“It’s good to start a fire, but that’s like setting a fire in a field of well-dried grass without any preparation.

So when humans try to use mana, they literally explode. Because magic power is so huge that it doesn’t allow even a moment’s gap.

“But the magic that flows through your body… It’s probably your own way of using it. You didn’t just light a fire to infuse your body with power, you made a kind of passageway. Even in the physical part, I don’t know what the hell you used. You are maintaining a condition that can be said to have permeated your body with magical energy.”

Mixing roughly modern expressions with Master’s words, I explained that my muscle fibers had become synthetic fibers mixed with magic fibers.

As soon as I heard it, what came to my mind was the process of strength training, putting a load on my muscles with horsepower. It was something I did to see if I could accelerate the process of tearing and super-recovering muscle fibers by recalling memories I had picked up in my previous life, but it brought about completely unexpected results.

I was a roider!

huh isn’t it? Mana is definitely a natural force, so can we say that this is natural? Rather, isn’t this going to be similar to fucking devils?

“Do you have any guesses?”

“…Ah…no? I have no idea.”

But no matter how much you are a teacher, you can’t say that. It is not that there is no anatomy in this world, but it is absolutely not information that a 5-year-old child in the village can access from an early age. In the end, I had no choice but to bury the truth related to what Master found out and cover it up as a product of chance.

“It is possible. Since you, a human, can use magic in the first place, it is a miracle, so there is nothing strange about it. I mean.”

Even though you keep coming up with inferences and hypotheses that are close to the truth, you can’t say they’re right, so you’re in a very embarrassing position. I had to imitate a disciple who listened intently to his master while trying to hide his wriggling expression.

“The story went off track for a while. Anyway, it is certain that it is a very desirable phenomenon for both you and me. Even the magical organs that demons build inside their bodies are not perfect. Only dragons can do that. In the end, demons also use magic However, if you do something wrong, your magic power will flow backwards or run out of control, resulting in irreversible damage. But you have a safety device for that… No, it can be said that you have the conditions to never suffer such damage.”

Mana is, after all, the power that fills the world like air. Lighting a fire without creating your own magic engine is no different from scratching a match in hopes of lighting as much fire as you want on a floor overflowing with oil. So, if there was going to be a problem, Master’s conviction was that it would have already occurred and the order would have been completed.

Suddenly, systematically realizing why people die when they try to use magic, I prayed to Epaga and asked a question.

“Then, does the strength of the demons differ from the perfection of the magic organ?”

“That’s right. Unfortunately, it’s an area that neither I nor Senei could approach without theory, so I can’t give you a clear answer right away. But don’t worry, I can help you with the process of creating a magical engine itself.”

It was one of the old questions. There is a way to increase the purity of Aura and Mana close to the raw stone magic, but assuming that the demons are no different from me, it was clear that they would also use the raw stone magic.

But I’m sure the cunning bastard I met during the kidnapping at Esmuye was a level I couldn’t beat. The method I used had clear limits, so I couldn’t figure out how to get stronger, but I thought the answer was in a structure like a car engine.

I didn’t regret why I didn’t think of it. The aura and mana usage that can be accessed right away is not an engine, but rather a furnace as described earlier, so I thought it was natural. I didn’t have in-depth knowledge of engines in my previous life, and it probably would have taken a while for me to realize myself if I hadn’t listened to this story.

I was able to nod my head in satisfaction because just knowing the reason was a great harvest.

So, the first thing we need to do is to build a magic engine. Master, who finished the discussion with the last word, brought up another topic as if he had suddenly thought of it.

“Come to think of it, Sogaju of the Ogatorv family came to visit today.”

“Cheryl? Doesn’t she learn magic?”

“That’s right. I came to ask if you’re going to transfer to the academy as a student.

“It shouldn’t be difficult to read her expression, but she’s amazing.”

“Well…? Rather, I think it’s more accurate that he showed a clear reaction enough to be recognized at that time…”

Hmm. It was two days ago that I also found out how things were going in detail, so I was going to tell the story after it was clear, but it seems a little twisted.

“Anyway, my class is more like defense against magic, so you’ll eventually learn Ogatorp’s Sogaju, and then you’ll come to know about it naturally, but since it’s the place you’re indebted to, going and talking to it in person would be a way.”

Perhaps, remembering Cheryl’s reaction that she was very sorry, she seemed to be giving her own advice, but I couldn’t help but shake my head as I got up from my seat at Master’s complacent advice.

“That’ll be fine. He’ll be at my house already.”

“…hmm?”

There’s no way he went into the dormitory gracefully with a regretful heart because of his personality. I can bet my hand on going to my house to argue why I didn’t tell you in advance. Maybe by now you’re feeling frustrated that you and I crossed paths.

“So, I think I should go in first today before the complaint gets worse. Work starts tomorrow, right?”

“It’s not like it’s work, but it is. You just have to come at 2:00 PM tomorrow. It’s a kind of experiential learning to prepare before the actual classes, so it won’t be too late.”

“Okay. Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Master.”

After deciding on the details later, I bowed politely and left the professor’s room. There was no way Cheryl, feeling frustrated, would do anything disrespectful to Asillie, but it was hard because I had to accept it when she got upset again.