Chapter 320: Learning Spells

Ned was able to learn the spell Oblix Peruro. 

Now with the elementary spells he memorized, Ned would have the chance to learn all of them. But he was limited only to two elements: fire and wind. And the level of spells was that of elementary. Meaning, the spells the book was offering were only bound to be used by beginners, that of newly discovered mages. Which was only useful if Ned was learning and limited to use within the confines of beginners. 

Even though Oblix Peruro was a defensive spell that of the tier 3 fire spell. Its power, according to the book, was only beneficial to Hunters ranked from Wood to Bronze. 

The only difference between the spell Ned conjured and the book was that it was him that conjured it. Making even the measly Fireball a powerhouse. 

Recalling the spells he memorized, Ned had an idea: to create his own spells. 

He's got defensive spells, next he needed a stronger spell.

Currently, Ned has 160 elementary level spells: 30 fire spells, 72 wind spells, 43 water spells, and 12 terraspells, and 3 low-tier ancient spells, all ready to be learned if he wanted to. One of which was the Oblix Peruro which gave Ned a frown as it was a mouthful to say. Ancient spells were spells created by the elves but were either too strong or not compatible with human mages. 

Ned felt that chanting the spell would synchronize with his gestures. Still, he wanted to get rid of the chanting that may cause future problems especially if he was facing a fast conjuring enemy. Chanting spells would also reveal his spells when fighting. 

Ned shook the thought, he would deal with it later. For now, he needed the spells. His eyes gleamed silver with the thought of him going back to the Plain and defeating the thugs. 

With the thought of him overwhelming the thugs, Ned viewed the spells he was able to conjure. A list of fire and wind spells appeared before his vision in a digitalized writings. He thought as though he was flicking with his fingers until his vision focused on another Firespell.

"Messus's Breath," Ned muttered the spell's name. It was a mouthful for a Tier 2 spell. "The author's naming sense is a bit tacky." 

Since Ned was creating his own spell, he was to change the existing name later on. For now...

Ned raised his freehand taking a mental note of the description of the spell.

"Messus's Breath. A Tier 2 firespell named after a single Molt dragon called Messus the Derange of the Wereman continent. Beware its breath." Ned can't believe himself that he read the text of the spell. Ned sighed and followed how it was conjured: raise a hand, focus the mana and let it flow to the tip of the conjurer's fingers, and with a thought of Messus breathing with his fire. The spell Messus's Breath was ready to unleash a devastating breath of fire. 

Feeling the mana flowing from his chest to the tip of his fingers, Ned conjured the spell Messus's Breath. But it was rather a spit rather than a spew. 

"Wait." Ned recalled the mana in his fingers along with the spell putting on hold. "Who the hell is Messus?"

According to the spell, the conjurer must recall Messus breathing fire. But it was the first time that Ned encountered the name Messus. Forget seeing the dragon's face.

But if it was just a dragon, then. Ned had seen plenty of them.

Yet again, Ned raised a hand to conjure Messus's Breath. But to his surprise, like a snap of a finger, Rassus's image came into his thoughts. Making the Messu's Breath spell breath a fire that almost burned the roof of the inn. 

Did the mental image of Rassus has something to do with the spell becoming stronger? Ned thought with a shook of his head. He then recalled the spell and focus to ready himself for another spell. 

This time it was a Tier 1 windspell called Windbreaker. According to the spell, it was a lowly spell that was only used to carry heavy objects. In short, a utility spell. But Ned's interest was touched when the spell could carry heavy objects. Then why not humans? Perhaps, with it, he could fly. 

Another hour has passed, Ned gave up on learning the Windbreaker spell. Not because he failed to do so, but because he could not lift an inch of his body off the ground. It was as though the spell was forcing him not to move. He later found out, the limit of the spell was only to object. There was no way the spell could lift, or fly, its conjurer since it was limited by his mana. The only way for this spell to work was if the target was devoid of any mana in the first place.

Ned brushed off the thought of him flying. 

Another hour has passed and Ned learned or created five new spells: 

Oblix Peruro which he named Flame's Worth. A Tier 3 ancient spell that covers the conjurer with a flame that acts as an armor. 

Messus's Breath turns out Flame's Breath. With Ned's mana, the Flame's Breath lasts longer and has a wider area of spell effects. 

Windbreaker. Instead of conjuring the spell according to the book, Ned had an idea and created a spell of his own which he named Windturner. It enables Ned to control an object even with its flight. With this, Ned could bend the path of a throwing knife for almost 30 degrees in any direction. 

Next was another defensive firespell called Tower Blaze. A scorching orb floats before Ned that lets him control it as long as he has the mana and a distance of a meter away from him. Good for defensive maneuvering since it can change its shape to a tiny tower shield along with less than 40 mana to activate. And a trickle of 10 for every second it was on standby. 

The last one was a wind ancient spell: Conzhypherus. It was a Tier 3 spell that produces chains from Ned's wrist. To his surprise, Conzhypherus, or Zephyr was resonating with the Mark of the Knight. The longer Ned was maintaining the spell, the more it materializes to a visible chain as though it was real. This was also the first time that the Mark of the Knight shows a substantial effect on Ned's spell. All this time, he thought that the Mark was only for enhancing his body. 

Ned got more of what he wanted. His revolver was on its way on completion, he's got a sword, and now, an ample number of spells he learned from a book no one knew how it works. 

With these thoughts, Ned praised himself for choosing to return to Barbo. If not, he would be somewhere looking for coins to buy a piece of a spell. 

Ned conjured Fireball on his right and Zephyr on his left. If they were made of the same mana, then Ned might be able to control the direction of the Fireball if he was able to wrap it around with chains and flick it with his control. 

With this thought, Ned focused. Slowly, the pair of chains clung to the Fireball, wrapping it. 

Ned raised to aim at the ground, with a grunt and a flick of his wrist, Ned shoots the Fireball.

Midair its decent, Ned flicked his wrist once again and the Fireball changes its course and hit the ground nearest to the wall. Ned almost jumped off with his feet as the Fireball nearly destroyed the wall. As the Fireball hit the ground, another burst of explosion roared. Same as he did back under the bridge, the Fireball created shroom-shaped smoke from the aftermath of the spell. 

Ned wanted to run after the explosion. But during this time, Ned gave attention to his surroundings. It was late at night and the twins with Teklavit were standing near the door with their mouths wide open.

Ned dared to guess if it was an insect buzzing around Teklavit's gaping mouth. 

For a moment, the backyard was wildly lit from Ned's explosion.

Ned stood with his face blank. No way he would apologize for what he had done. 

"I'm sorry." Or so he thought, he can't let go of the fact that the side walll was almost disintegrated. He took a step forward only to realize his vision was blurring. 

He fell and as soon as he was about to hit the ground, an arm wrapped him of his descent. 

"Teklavit." Ned could barely open his mouth. 

Before he went blank, Ned had a glimpse of his mana which fell to a blinking red of 7, and energy nearly depleted.

"That was to be expected." 

Ned heard Teklavit of what was supposed to be caring but rather a mock as he sense hissing between his words. 

"With the spell." Teklavit continued. "You're sure to collapse. Luckily it wasn't Mana Burn."

"Ned!" Su'aya came rushing to his side and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. 

While Su'ayun took Ned from Teklavit. 

"We'll take him to his room," Su'aya said after learning that her twin sister gets a hold of Ned. 

Ned left the twins with a smile before he went blank. Again. On the hands of the twins.