The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 18
Only Krnovel
Episode 18
Although he was a boy with hazy eyes, the Nak moving inside his body was not disturbed.
“Please wait a moment. It will take some time to prepare.”
“What are you going to do?”
The amulets began to vibrate.
Is this a magic used in massage?
“It was a bit difficult to find my bearings in the air. I had no idea how to capture the salt.”
Thought.
Although it is a common word written in basic magic books, it was difficult to handle salt properly. It is said that the beginning and end of magic is ‘salt’.
Will, emotions, thoughts, perhaps even soul.
A word that collectively refers to the intangible energy emitted by humans.
“You said it was salty?”
“Because it said so in the book. Oh, that’s okay.”
Quillvian threw a talisman out the window.
The slowly flying talisman was fixed in the air.
“That?”
“It’s a technique to hang a picture in the air.”
“It looks like that, but what are you going to do with it?”
“Have you ever tried water skiing?”
A vibrating amulet and a water dropwort.
Altera laughed for a moment.
The idea is good.
But it was a difficult road.
“Handling magic that has left your hands one after another… … .”
Altera kept her mouth shut along the way.
Because Quilbian threw the second talisman.
The talisman that floated through the air reached the first talisman.
Boom!
The talisman bounced off with a clear sound.
Altera opened her eyes slightly.
Two talismans were lined up in a row with equal spacing between them.
“Like this.”
Third, fourth.
Quilbian threw the talisman without hesitation.
One time might have been luck, but doing it twice in a row was a skill.
Four talismans were placed in a straight line.
Altera drew an imaginary line.
At the end of where the talisman was pointing, the target tile was placed.
Altera hesitated and stepped back, the strength leaving her knees.
“You didn’t tell me to guess by using just one sheet, did you?”
A stepping stone bridge is placed in the dark night sky.
Altera took her eyes off the amulet and looked at Quilbian.
Nak’s capacity was still small. If other goblins had seen it, they would have marked it as a loser and eaten it in one bite.
Material without any appeal.
However, Nak’s operational ability was abnormal.
I can see Nak moving slowly and slowly. It was natural for Nak to move since he was using magic.
But the path of Nak’s movement was frighteningly regular.
The human body is not divided into zones like a planned city.
The nak flows over a complex mass of meat made up of muscle, bone, blood, fat, flesh, and all sorts of by-products.
So even if you guide it in a certain direction, the Nak is bound to go astray, little by little.
Since magic is not a science, even if the path of force movement is slightly different, it does not affect the effectiveness of the magic.
Of course, if you look closely, you can see the difference, but it is at a level that can be ignored.
“This is the last one.”
Quilbian threw the last talisman.
While throwing over twenty talismans, Quilbian’s Nak moved along the same path without any deviation.
“Have you seen… … .”
Quilbian tilted his head.
“The talisman I just threw hit the tile. Did you see that?”
“No, I didn’t see it.”
“You should have focused. It takes time to prepare again. Oh, and… … .”
“It’s okay. I guess you were right. I’m sure you were right.”
Altera snapped her fingers at the amulets lined up outside. The amulets tore into small pieces and disappeared.
“How long has it been since you were successful?”
“I don’t know the exact time. About four hours? It was hard because it kept bouncing around in random directions from the middle. I managed to catch it somehow though.”
“Can you explain it in more detail?”
“That?”
Altera pulled out the drawer, took out the large piece of paper inside, and cut it with a knife.
“Now, the talisman.”
“Is a talisman just something you can cut out of a large piece of paper?”
“No. It needs to be processed. This is the preprocessing that has been completed.”
I see, it was Quilbian, holding the talisman while mumbling.
“I had to put the salt in just as it was written in the book. But the farther away I went, the weaker the salt became. I was definitely hoping it would bounce forward, but it bounced in the wrong direction.”
Quilbian has made a knot. The Nak inside his body can be seen moving slowly.
“I didn’t know exactly what salt was, so I closed my eyes and focused, just like when I first touched the amulet. But it didn’t help. So then… … .”
Altera took a step back and observed Quilbian.
The Nak that emerged from Quilbian’s body drew in the surrounding mana. A natural phenomenon that occurs when magic is activated.
The only difference is that it has more reactive mana compared to the weaker Nak.
Mana, which was in its natural state as if possessed by astrology, clung to Quilbian’s Nak.
“I tried to look at it.”
“Try it?”
“Yes. Then the magic contained in the amulet worked as I wanted. It felt like… … the amulet was watching me. Isn’t that funny?”
“Read the mood? An amulet?”
“Yes. I don’t think that will happen.”
Take note of the situation.
Altera looked at the mana moving along with Nak.
Nak is a guide.
Ultimately, the driving force behind magic is mana.
Normally, the amount of mana moved increases depending on the capacity of the guide, Naq, but Quilbian had a strangely small amount of mana transferred to Naq.
It’s not so much that it’s visible, but it’s not so much that it can be ignored either.
“Continue to infuse magic into this talisman.”
“I tried that too. I left it on for about 17 minutes and the talisman broke.”
17 minutes.
It was a shabby record.
If it were Twella, it would destroy the talisman by hitting it with a Nak that exceeded its capacity in just one second.
This means that there are fewer Nak available at a time.
“wait for a sec.”
Altera recalled the number of talismans used. Over 350 talismans were used in half a day.
“Have you used all the amulets I left here?”
“yes.”
“In what way?”
“I sent it flying with the magic in it. I couldn’t use it otherwise. Oh, I didn’t waste it. I used each and every one of them carefully.”
I checked the Nak that Quilbian was holding.
Still less.
By the way, wasn’t it like that just now?
“You cast a spell on over twenty talismans at the same time?”
“yes.”
It wasn’t some great magic, nor was it some kind of magic that could foolishly eat Nak, so I didn’t think much of it.
But when I saw the Nak that Quilbian had, I realized that this was also a strange thing.
Twella also had to rest after emptying the Narc. He had to wait for the injected Narc to be generated in his body.
Her regenerative abilities are also excellent, and even if she uses a huge amount of Nak, she can recover more than half of her health after just 10 minutes of rest, whereas an average sorcerer would need to rest for two days.
Quilbian must have emptied all of the Nak.
The answer can be found by looking at the usage of the amulet.
But the Nak still remained in his body.
“Quilvian.”
“yes?”
“Pour magic into this talisman until it breaks.”
“What’s the problem?”
“I’ll explain it later. Just try it.”
Quilbian breathed Nak into the amulet.
As I said, after about 17 minutes, the amulet was torn apart with a bloody sound.
As Quilbian waved the amulet around with a grin, Altera had to furrow her brow.
The narc is flowing in from somewhere.
Nak was like a fingerprint. Each person is different. Now, Nak of different types coexisted in Quilbian’s body.
Of course, it quickly mixed up and turned into Quilbian’s narc, but what was clear was that the narc came from outside, not from within the body.
I used Baekhyung’s alcohol to increase my eyesight.
I had to check where the power came from.
But it wasn’t visible.
The dry well was overflowing, but there was no way to tell where the water was coming from.
“Ascetic?”
In the meantime, Quilbian’s Nak recovered.
“Aren’t you tired of putting the talisman into magic?”
“There’s a difference between being bored and being tired, right?”
“yes.”
“I didn’t feel physically tired. Oh, I felt a little dizzy then. It was when I cast the spell on the thirty talismans.”
“Were you just dizzy at that moment?”
Phew, I let out a hollow laugh.
The ability to apply magic, a small but never-ending supply of nark.
“Fate is truly amazing.”
“Is it fate again? Now that we’re on the subject, I have something to say too.”
Quilbian lifted his finger and pointed out the window. There was a tile where his finger was pointing.
“You said that fate is an unavoidable order, right? But you were wrong. You said I couldn’t do it, but I did it. I can’t lose a bet, you know. Fate lost to me.”
“Yes. This time, you were right. But that doesn’t change anything. The great destiny still stands firm.”
“Fate, fate. I really don’t like that word fate.”
“I was like that too once.”
Quillvin scratched his head.
“Anyway, I succeeded, right?”
“Yeah. You did very well.”
“Are you going to tell me now? Everything about magic?”
“Because I promised.”
Twella’s prophecy has come true.
The child’s eyes saw all of this.
So what is Twella trying to change?
“I’ll teach you starting tomorrow. Let’s rest for today. I worked since morning, so my head is still pounding.”
Quilbian spread out the thin blanket.
“Lie down.”
“thanks.”
I lay down with the book as my pillow. Quilbian also quickly settled down, perhaps feeling comfortable here.
“What is Twella doing?”
“He must be learning magic even now.”
“There will still be a big difference, right? Me and Twella.”
“Different. That’s a word you can use when talking about someone you can compare to. Now, that kid has gone far away. You and I will rise to a position you can’t even imagine.”
Quillbian whistled softly.
“That’s great, Twella.”
“That’s amazing.”
“It seems like only yesterday you were asking me to save you.”
“Now we have to ask him to save us.”
Twella is special. Compared to her, it’s a bit disappointing, but Quilbian was also unique.
Could it be that the powerful pull of destiny that Twella possessed attracted the helper named Quilbian?
Since the play cannot progress with just the lead actor, a supporting actor would have been needed.
“Can I ask you about outside things?”
“Well, I don’t really have anything to say.”
“Still, anything is fine.”
“Anything. First of all, the place I lived was a quiet farmhouse… … .”
Images pass by. The scenery of the town, the faces of the people.
But the strange thing is that it doesn’t come to mind clearly.
Is it because I’ve been here too long?
“Ascetic?”
“Sorry. I don’t remember very well. But it’s nothing special. It’s similar to this place. No, it’s a bit harsher.”
“Do you all go out to eat together there when the time comes?”
“That’s not true. Instead of a large living quarters, there are separate houses where families live.”
“What is family?”
“Well, family.”
Altera turned her head and looked at the boy lying down.
“People who eat and sleep in the same place like this?”
“If we fall apart, are we not family?”
“I knew you’d ask that. Blood ties… .”
As he spoke, he observed Quilbian’s expression. As expected, he seemed to not know the word ‘blood relationship’. No, it was probably locked in his memory and he couldn’t recall it.
“People who I can relate to. People I want to protect. People I want to keep by my side. I guess you could call those people family.”
“So… … Twella and I are already a family?”
“Wow, it’s hard. Justice is really hard. It’s hard to say exactly what something is.”
“Even if it’s difficult, I want to be with my family. Because I want to protect Twella.”
Haha, after laughing, he opened his mouth.
“Can’t you include me too?”
“Can I be honest with you?”
“say it.”
“I believe in you, Master. But I believe in you because I have no choice but to believe in you.”
“What if it weren’t so?”
“I think I would have stayed away.”
“Why? Even though I explained it to you so kindly and even saved you.”
“It was just that his eyes were so cold. I didn’t like that.”
I couldn’t think of anything to say in response to your honest answer.
“Yeah, I should go find my real family. Grow up. It’s too late.”
“Yes, the ascetic is also sleeping.”
I stared at the dark sky for a moment and then closed my eyes.
(Continued in next episode)