Youngest Scion of the Mages - Chapter 82

The Magic Master’s Youngest Son Episode 82

[Based on the probability, an arrangement for ‘Great Sage Alberto’ is created.]

Inside the open wall. Inside the golden glass box was a book.

[Magic Application – Easy to understand Manasimbeop]

The title was almost similar to the Manasimbeop that Larsen had previously read in the Starlight Library. It was ‘Magic Basics – Easy to Understand Manasimbeop’, but this time, instead of the basics, the ‘Application’ appeared.

The content was full of nonsense. A series of strange letters and numbers that cannot even be interpreted. It was a feast of countless formulas whose names I had never even heard of. But Larsen has now realized something.

‘The reason why Great Sage Alberto’s arrangements have not been discovered until now. This probably means that these formulas and contents are useless.’

How many smart wizards are there in the world?

Perhaps librarian Evian may have already read ‘Easy Manasim Method’. In fact, Sando, a Persian confidant, expressed the ‘easy-to-understand method of manasim’ as follows.

[‘Easy to understand Manasimbeop’ is a book that is like a B-level novel by a madman who claims to be a great sage.] This

means that Alberto was already aware of the existence of the ‘Cheonan’ and prepared an arrangement that could only be interpreted if he had the Cheonan.

‘How geniuses are Kirtel and Alberto?’

In any case, Larsen had Cheonan and was able to understand and master the ‘Application’ if given enough time.

Suddenly, I looked around and saw that the space had changed. Where it originally was. It was a hunter’s grave.

Lydia’s voice was heard.

“huh? Larsen?”

“why?”

“I think I just dreamed something.”

“What dream?”

“A dream in which Larsen is spinning around and being sucked somewhere.”

Mirang’s body flinched. In fact, Mirang saw the same thing. I dismissed it as something like a brief illusion. Because Larsen, who had been sucked in, was next to me looking perfectly fine.

Lydia said hehe – I’m glad. It was a strange dream. I muttered and looked around.

“Where did Shudra go?”

Wooden race. There was no Shudra in sight. Mirang also looked around. I fluttered my nose.

“The tombs are disappearing…”

I raised my eyes and looked ahead. I saw a beautiful tree. The torso was enormous.

“There’s a really big tree growing up. “When did this happen?”

In fact, Mirang was difficult to understand. The abandoned tombs disappeared, the Shudra disappeared, and suddenly this beautiful tree was created. This was Mirang’s first time seeing a scene like this.

Mirang approached the Areumtree tree and smelled it here and there.

“It doesn’t smell like a Shudra. kid. “Do you know what this is?”

“well.”

In fact, Larsen did not know completely either. I don’t know why this phenomenon occurred. However, we know that this is a carefully designed arrangement.

‘The disappeared tree race Shudra. And this huge tree suddenly appeared. The grave of a lost hunter.’

What do all of these point to?

“Somehow. “I have a feeling I will come here again.”

* * *

Larsen escaped the ‘Hunter’s Grave’. And then I went into a nearby small town called ‘Zirzen’. Gold mines were often discovered nearby, so it was a place where many miners and explorers gathered.

I went into the nicest looking inn there. Larsen said.

“We will rest here for a few days.”

“Humans are weak.”

Mirang frowned and continued speaking.

“You’re too weak to do anything, so I’ll at least catch a black venomous centipede.”

“….”

“There is no need to be thankful. “Because I have no choice but to do it for you, who are weak.”

That being said, ‘Black Poison Centipede’ is a monster that has a high hunting difficulty level. Not only is it a powerful poison, but its movements are very agile, making it good at running away, and it is a monster that lives underground. A monster that is not easy for Mirang, a member of the Geumho clan, to hunt.

Anyway, after saying that, Mirang turned and left the inn. Lydia must have missed the bed and jumped up on it.

“It’s fluffy and good.”

Then, he sat cross-legged and began to practice the Manasim method. If it were like before, I would have taken a nap first. Lydia also changed a little.

Larsen activated his Cheonan and interpreted ‘Magic Application – Easy to understand Manasimbeop’.

[The interpretation work begins.]

The method itself was not difficult. If you interpret it with Cheonan, Cheonan will interpret it for you. Like a supercomputer. However, physical exhaustion was much more severe than before.

[brother. I’m hungry.]

The mana contained in the Transcendence Grail ran out in an instant. They said it was an ‘application’ and the mana consumed was beyond imagination.

‘It’s going to take a little longer than I thought.’

Three days have passed. In the end, Mirang came back a mess. Then he threw a centipede the size of an adult’s palm at Larsen.

Lydia jumped up onto the desk.

“Ahh! “It’s a monster!”

Lydia trembled as she saw the centipede.

“They say it’s very good for humans if you boil it in a pot for about two hours and eat it.”

“….”

I never thought they would actually catch that. Although it cannot be considered a spiritual creature, it is a very good centipede for recovering stamina.

“I just caught it because it stung if I stayed still. How long are you going to be messing around here?”

“Go and take a shower. A foul smell stings my nose. “Where on earth and what have you been doing?”

“what?”

Mirang stretched his nose and smelled his own body odor. Mirang’s face turned red as she sniffed it.

“This is just a natural smell.”

Then I slowly walked to the bathroom. The back of her neck was very red.

“ah. Since it was knocked out, it would be best to put it in the pot quickly. “You’ll wake up soon, right?”

* * *

‘Black Poison Centipede’ was definitely very effective. Larsen realized.

‘It’s not an ordinary black venom centipede.’

It is the highest rank among the black poison centipedes. The reason why black poison centipede is good for physical recovery is because it contains a unique ingredient called ‘ruten’. The value is determined by the content and purity of ruten, and this black poison centipede is of the highest grade among the highest grades.

‘I can’t believe I eat all this in my life.’

This is something that Cha Seong-min, who lived in the 21st century, could not have imagined. It was impossible for Cha Seong-min, but it was possible for Larsen. Even if it’s not the centipede, it’s the centipede’s grandfather that needs to be chewed up and swallowed. If only to survive in this world.

‘That much… has I become more desperate too.’

Just by looking in the mirror, he could see himself boiling and eating an extremely hideous centipede. The centipede’s half-missing body was terrible, but the person himself, munching on the terrible thing, didn’t look that bad.

‘Have I ever been this desperate before?’

I don’t think anything like this has ever happened on Earth in the 21st century. It was a place where no matter what you did, you wouldn’t starve to death. At least it was a place where there was no need to worry about purges or fear of mutilation. It was a society of infinite competition, but there was no competition for survival.

‘Something… this feeling.’

It was strange.

‘It’s not bad.’

I was living a miserable and desperate life in my own way, but this feeling wasn’t bad. I felt like I was doing my best to make a living.

‘Recovery is also fast.’

Perhaps thanks to the effect of the Black Poison Centipede, the effectiveness of the Mana Heart Method has become twice as good. Although it was only a temporary effect, it was quite useful in times like now when mana consumption was high.

Mirang, who usually finished showering in 30 minutes, came out of the bathroom after 2 hours. He exhaled while wiping his hair with a thick white towel.

“Looking at it, it looks to be in good condition.”

Mi-ryang sat on the leather sofa. I put on a shower gown and pretended to look out the window. To Mirang, Larsen’s stamina recovery speed seemed very fast. I didn’t show it, but I was proud.

Mirang said while looking out the window.

“I just want to ask you one thing.”

“What?”

“Did I help you?”

“…of course.”

Mirang’s neck was turning red again. Larsen thought again. Even though Mirang is an adult, he is still only 5 years old.

‘Are you looking for praise?’

For some reason, it seemed like that.

“thank you. Thanks to this, physical strength recovery is also fast. “I think we can advance the schedule.”

Clink!

Mirang stretched out his fist against the glass window. The glass window shattered.

“I don’t want to hear compliments like that.”

Then I nervously took steps and entered the room. Mirang closed the door and stood with her back against the door. It felt so good to have my heart tickling. She lost all her adults as a child and has never received praise in her life. This feeling of being helpful to someone. It felt really good.

“joy. “Praise and such.”

Mirang, who knew that no one was watching, unconsciously hummed and lay down on the bed. I couldn’t sleep for three days and dug a tunnel in search of centipedes.

Grumbling cool.

In fact, Mirang, who was so tired, fell asleep in exactly two seconds.

Another two days passed.

Larsen concentrated on the interpretation without taking a single step outside the inn room. Ultimately, Larsen was able to complete the interpretation.

[I perfectly interpreted Great Sage Alberto’s ‘Magic Application – Easy-to-understand Manasimbeop’.]

[Understanding of fighting power and mana increases significantly.]

I interpreted all of the applications and it became Larsen’s knowledge and began to be embodied. I was able to realize new things. I already knew it with knowledge. That fighting power is an energy separated from mana.

‘The setting that fighting power and mana do not mix… is not an absolute setting.’

There was a different setting in the world behind the work. In modern times, it is known that way and it is assumed to be true, but it was not true.

‘Martial power and mana can be mixed.’

To be more precise, fighting power is the energy split from mana. Larsen’s body was engulfed in flames. The color of the flames kept changing.

“Oh, it’s hot.”

Lydia walked away from Larsen. Blue flames rose from Larsen’s body. A yellow flame rose up. Next was a black flame.

Mirang was also attached to the wall.

‘That guy. ‘What are you doing?’

As a member of the Geumho clan, it was difficult for her to bear the heat of the flames. However, Larsen did not know that his body was on fire. I only focused on the changes taking place within my body. As if contemplating the universe, I observed the universe inside my body as a third party. In that universe, there were numerous blood vessels and organs. Mana and fighting power were scattered and flowed here and there along the veins. The flow gathered into the heart.

‘Mana to the Holy Grail.’

Mana is the heart. So, it all comes together in the Holy Grail melted in the heart. And the fighting power that was scattered everywhere began to seep into my muscles. The energy that had been floating around until now has now become energy that can be utilized.

‘And the separate fighting power is with the whole body.’

Every nook and cranny of blood vessels. It seeped into every muscle. Larsen was convinced.

‘This is Grandel’s fighting power.’

The fighting power that I absorbed from Magner earlier was fully established in my body.

‘If you use your fighting power as is and use your mana through the Holy Grail, you will be able to use elemental magic and magic arts as safely and efficiently as possible.’

Kirtel.

Alberto.

The arrangements of the two great mages were concentrated on the body of one Larsen. The first matriarch of Mayton. She began to follow in the footsteps of Kaysa Mayton. It felt like I was seeing a new path. And a new interpretation followed.

[Under the influence of the ‘easy-to-understand Manasimbeop’, the ‘magic arts imprinted on the body’ grow.] [

Intermediate magic arts are imprinted on the heart.]

Cheonan’s interpretation continued.

‘no way.’

However, Cheonan’s interpretation continues. Somehow it didn’t feel unfamiliar.