The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 16



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Episode 16

“Okay, so you have a rough idea of ​​what magic is, right?”

“For now, I’ll just accept this convenient power created by the goblin.”

“At this point, there is no better answer than that.”

Altera placed a talisman in Quilbian’s hand.

“What is this amulet?”

“It’s probably some kind of tool used in sorcery, right?”

“Correct. Of course, there are many objects that can be called dharma tools. A talisman is the most basic dharma tool.”

He instructed Quilbian to focus on the amulet. After a few minutes, blue lightning shot out from the amulet Quilbian was holding.

“I told you before, anyone with talent can learn all magic.”

“yes.”

“What can we infer from this?”

“If you don’t have talent, your ability to learn the law is limited.”

Altera scratched the tip of her nose and then said.

“It’s not that you can’t learn at all. The law is an honest discipline without any tricks. If you work hard, you can reach a certain level. However, if you go beyond a certain level, you need talent.”

He raised his hand and placed it on the Quilbian crown.

“Are the heights different for each cadet?”

“yes.”

“Are you on the big side?”

“It’s in the middle. The biggest one is Drijoh, and the smallest one is Ultijo.”

“Is height something I can increase as I wish?”

Quillbian lifted his heel.

“It’s gotten a little bigger.”

“Yes, if lifting your heels is an effort, then it is an effort. But isn’t there a clear limit?”

“Yes. Is the talent for magic similar to this?”

“That’s right. Intelligence is invisible, so it’s hard to evaluate objectively. But height is so obvious, isn’t it?”

Altera looked inside Quilbian through the eyes of the spectator. A bud was beginning to sprout.

It didn’t spread throughout my body and was stuck in my chest. The flow was as slow as a turtle’s.

“What are my talents?”

“I told you several times. It’s average. No, it’s pretty good. After all, I managed to induce the phenomenon within a week.”

“then…….”

Altera shook her head.

Because the realm the boy desired was far away.

“The Nak flowing inside you right now is very weak. At this level, it’s not enough to reveal that you’ve mastered magic. The kids who were brought here are basically the ones that suit the goblins’ tastes, so there’s a high chance that they’ll open their eyes to magic. They’re also holding a little bit of Nak.”

Quilbian, who had been listening to the story in silence, spoke with a stern face.

“If you practice and improve your skills, will the goblins recognize you more easily?”

“okay.”

“The problem is that I don’t have the talent to hide my narc. I can learn it, but it’s mediocre and not very helpful.”

I understood it exactly.

“Of course I can use my hands to hide your narc. But if it’s to the point where you need my help… … .”

“It won’t be of any help to Twella. It’ll just be wasting the ascetic’s time.”

“Don’t be disappointed. I’m nothing compared to Twella. The only good thing is that I can at least give you some direction on where to go.”

Even as you speak with Quilbian, Twella will be raising the level of her magic.

At an unimaginable speed.

Of course, at some point, the growth rate will slow down. Because Nak will hold you back.

Still, the goblins who manage this ‘breeding ground’ will be easy to deal with.

“Twella wants me to protect you, so I’ll just do as she says.”

A harsh environment.

A man and a woman who met in a situation where tomorrow was not in sight.

It was natural that we would understand each other and be attracted to each other.

“Even if I practice, nothing will change?”

“If we take our time and put in the effort, we will reach a certain level. But what we need is the power to fight even tomorrow.”

Quilbian stood by the window holding the talisman.

“There are goblins outside, but the ascetic uses his magic as if it doesn’t matter to him.”

“Unless it’s a very powerful spell, the goblins won’t be able to detect the changes in the Nak. It’s related to the magic of the realm, but I won’t explain it to you since you probably won’t understand it anyway.”

“In short, you’re saying I can practice as much as I want?”

“That’s what it is.”

Quilbian threw the amulet he was holding out of the window. The amulet, which had small lightning bolts flying out of it, fell to the floor with a thud.

The falling talisman was torn into small pieces by the magic spell it had been cast on, and scattered into the air.

“You can use the talisman as much as you want. I’ve put some alcohol on it so that it disappears before it hits the ground, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

“How many hours did Twella put that tile in?”

Altera said after smiling brightly.

“It’s not about hours, it’s about minutes. After explaining the outline and demonstrating it, he did it in less than five minutes. That kid was born with a different destiny.”

Quilbian turned around. I could see his face. His eyes were filled with enthusiasm and were quite burdensome.

Altera thought it was difficult.

What Twella wanted was to ‘prevent Quilbian from learning magic’.

I gave him an impossible task, as he didn’t seem to listen when I told him… … I wondered if he would ever give up.

It may be easier to keep your hands and feet tied up and hidden, but other goblins will become suspicious if you do that.

Because we are very thorough in managing the number of people.

There’s no big problem with keeping Quilbian locked up in this room for the remaining two days, but after those two days, we have to go back to our daily lives.

“Well, a promise is a promise anyway. Do you know how important a promise is?”

“yes.”

“Study magic to your heart’s content for two days. Keep trying. If you still can’t fit the tiles, then give up magic. It’s a promise between man and man.”

“You speak like Drich.”

Altera clenched her fist and opened only her little finger. Quilbian tilted his head as he looked at her hand.

“What is this?”

“I promise to keep my promise. You also hold out your little finger.”

Quillvien, who was feeling dubious, slowly extended his little finger. He hooked his fingers together and tightened his grip.

“Don’t break your promise.”

“Is this also some kind of magic?”

“Similar. But it’s not a seal.”

Altera took out a book and gave it to Quilbian.

“What is this?”

“This is a book that records the magic of Sitpin Hwang. It is the most basic of the basics.”

Quilbian opened the booklet.

“You’re bending your hand in a strange way?”

“That’s called a final seal. It’s a posture that makes it easier to activate magic. If you get used to it, it’ll be like this… … .”

Altera snapped her fingers and said, “Kyeol.” Mana moved with Nak, creating a cool breeze.

“You can change it to a seal that suits you.”

Quillian immediately made a gesture. He made a circle with his thumb and index finger and pointed out the window with the remaining three fingers.

Altera watched with slight anticipation.

Will Nak actually move?

Quilbian, who had been concentrating for a while, lowered his hand. The Nak that had been writhing inside the boy’s body became quiet.

“I feel like something is bothering me.”

“Feel the narc first. The narc is closely connected to your consciousness. Conversing with the world through self-consciousness is the basis of magic.”

“How did Twella figure this out?”

“It’s something you’re born with. It’s also a powerful force of destiny.”

Quilbian stared intently.

“You often use the word fate, ascetic.”

“Was it so?”

“What on earth is fate?”

“Well, fate. That’s… … .”

Altera answered with a complicated expression.

“It’s like an order that I absolutely cannot refuse.”

*

The day has dawned.

Altera opened her eyes wide and raised her head.

The terrible sun is shining again today. I really miss the sun.

He yawned deeply and stuck his tongue out at the fallen leaves in his mouth.

“Are you awake?”

There was a twelfth on the stream.

Altera asked, scratching her head.

“When did you wake up?”

“You asked the wrong question.”

“what?”

“I didn’t sleep. So the question of when I woke up is wrong.”

I didn’t sleep.

Altera remembered last night.

I watched the little boy looking through his magic book in the corner of the room, then I came to the warehouse to find Twella.

Twella had changed again in half a day. The Nak surging inside her had become so large that it could unleash dozens of Baekhyung’s magic spells.

The prediction was pleasantly wrong.

I thought that even if the level of understanding was high, the development would be slow because the base that should be built on would not increase.

After a brief greeting, Twella demonstrated the magic he had learned.

Altera could only admire it.

It was such an elaborate magic trick that it was necessary to use the expression beautiful.

A student who enjoys teaching.

He was explaining the magic while squeezing Nak and then fainted, but Twella didn’t seem to be tired at that level.

“I told you that rest is important.”

“I’ll rest when I need to. Right now, I’m physically and mentally sound.”

There was nothing to nitpick about.

The eyes were bright and the Nak was still swinging powerfully.

Altera yawned deeply.

“I’ve reached a point where I can barely keep up with you. In just three days.”

“There’s still a lot to learn if you want to get rid of them without causing any damage.”

The gaze was becoming more and more fierce day by day.

The woman who had been depressed and beaten by the cadets was gone. What was before her eyes was a great warrior running towards her goal.

A sorcerer born in three days.

It’s unbelievable, but thanks to Twella’s special eyes, it makes sense.

“Can you still see those eyes?”

“I’m feeling a little better. I’m not losing my mind anymore.”

“That’s fortunate.”

Eyes that see the future.

Altera had no idea what Twella had seen. He asked her casually, but she simply kept her mouth shut with a stiff expression.

It probably won’t be a happy ending.

fate.

The fixed future cannot be changed.

This was the unchangeable truth.

Still, Twella and I had to try.

“I will try to change.”

Twella said with determination.

“Even if you can’t change the ending, you can change the process a little bit. I’ve already tried it. Little by little, it can change.”

Altera nodded at what Twella said.

The ending cannot be changed.

But the process can be changed little by little.

Depending on where you place your perspective, the ending will differ, but the process of reaching the ‘ending’ that Twella saw will be changed by human effort.

“I don’t know what the future holds, but I will do my best to help.”

A woman who is loved by fate.

Supporting actors had to hover around the main actors to shine.

“Mr. Ascetic.”

“huh?”

“Quilvian didn’t give up magic, did he?”

“Not yet.”

“As expected.”

“Did you see that too?”

Twella didn’t say anything.

“You’ve given him a problem he can’t solve, so he’ll give up tomorrow. That guy has so much pride that he won’t break his promise.”

“Yes, the promise will be kept.”

“Really? That’s good.”

At the same time, Twella smiled sadly.

“Quil will do it.”

“what?”

“It’s magic, I’m sure it’ll work.”

“No way. I confirmed it with my own eyes until last night. The Nak inside him couldn’t even stretch. If I keep practicing, I’ll get it someday, but in one day… … .”

Twella turned around. She said as she stepped into the stream.

“Go ahead. Quill will be waiting.”

The only one who was out of the loop was Twella. Quilbian was just a kid with a bit of a knack for being within the realm of common sense.

“Tell me everything. Just like you told me.”

“… … Let’s go for now.”

Was this also something that was expected?

So what does that sad face mean?

Altera took a step forward, imagining what kind of ending awaited her.

(Continued in next episode)