Chapter 76: It’s Just a Fluke (3)

Chapter 76: It’s Just a Fluke (3)

Chapter 76. Its Just a Fluke (3)

Illusion magic.

A magic with plenty of potential, but with all too obvious limitations.

To compensate for the extreme drain on my mana, I have tried various variations on the interference process, and have achieved some results of significance.

So much for his own examination.

The apprentice was right.

A distinct limitation of illusion magic.

It lay in its extreme drain on mana.

But it cant be helped.

Yes, all magic had its limitations.

But even with insurmountable limitations.

The value and potential of illusion magic is greater than any other.

Nasrow thought sincerely.

That is why I, Nasrow, have chosen it.

It was not strange.

What is the position of Senior Mage?

The highest authority in their school of magic.

It was only natural that they would consider their magic the best.

Or if they didnt think it was the best, if they doubted it.

They wouldnt have been able to rise to the position of Senior Wizard.

So.

It was no wonder Nasrow was furious.

What do you mean by that?

Recognizing your limits. I asked if that was really best.

And by limits, you mean extreme mana drain?

Until then, Nasrow had scoffed.

Bringing up limits.

He snorted.

That was an obvious mistake, not an intellectual one.

As I said, there were limits to all magic, regardless of discipline.

You have a self-replenishing water source.

But then came the next paving stone.

At that, Nasrows expression began to twist.

This wasnt a throwing stone.

How dare you!

It was a dare.

You need to think differently. Do you really believe that illusionary magic is the art of creating something out of nothing? If so, youve failed your quest.

Why was Nasrow fascinated by illusionary magic?

Simple.

It was a magic that could create something out of nothing.

Unlike other magic, there was no object to search for.

As such, it was extremely draining.

And youre talking about nothing?

If I did, would I fail?

It was a denial of illusion magic itself!

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Ho Yeol continued.

As long as magic exists, there is no such thing as nothingness in magic.

The paving stones continue.

Even Nasrow could not argue with that.

correct.

Technically, he wasnt wrong.

The object of illusory magics search was power itself.

Hence the limitations of magic efficiency.

We must abandon the idea that only pure magic can be the object of illusory magic. Overcoming the limitations of illusionary magic begins with correcting the error of that search.

Treating it as an error.

Isnt that a rejection of illusionary magic at its core?

Nasrow persevered.

That word will require responsibility.

It was an accusation that denied the nature of illusionary magic.

He would have to provide evidence for it.

If he couldnt, it was nothing more than rhetoric.

Nasrow listened to the next words.

It could be light, or it could be the air in the atmosphere. Choosing the right target based on your surroundings is an essential skill for overcoming the limitations of illusionary magic.

Light and air as search targets?

Nasrow was dumbfounded by that.

Likewise.

Understanding the implications, the adept mage spoke up.

Heh, heh. Does that mean?

Thats right. It means youll need to have excellent searching talent.

That, that!

Nasrow was silent.

Makes sense.

Yes, Ho-Yeol was right.

If you dont stick to magic as a search target.

If we choose our targets based on our surroundings.

We might be able to overcome the limitations of illusion magic.

Any search target would be more efficient than pure magic power.

But it would not be easy.

It meant there would be more than one target to get used to.

But then Ho-Yeol continued.

This is the illusion magic youve chosen, so get used to its weight.

Nasrow felt like hed been slapped in the back of the head.

!

Yes, the reason he chose to use illusion magic.

Because he was convinced that illusion magic was superior to other magic.

It was because he believed that illusion magic reigned above all other magic!

To get used to the weight of such illusionary magic.

To be able to handle the weight of such illusionary magic.

Naturally, that included what Ho Yeol had mentioned earlier.

I suppose that includes a good searching talent.

Nasrow looked at Ho-Yeol.

How?

I dont care how much magical knowledge you have.

This was not a plan that could be put forward without thought.

Which meant.

Ho-Yeol had given serious thought to illusion magic.

Nasrow thought.

So, hes a mage?

He could tell because he was one.

Yeah, youre only as good as your knowledge.

It wasnt just the tin foil hat that was freaking me out.

!

Starting with Nasrow.

Bellier Yusia, the senior mage of the Healing School.

Curtain, Maia, and Garfield.

!!!

The announcements continued.

The more Ho-Yeol spoke.

The more they opened their mouths.

The emotions from the pre-qualification?

The unkind glances he had given Ho-yeol?

Those feelings were long gone.

In fact, it made some of the senior mages reflect.

This is an idea that even I, a senior, would never have thought of!

You mean to tell me hes put more thought into this than I have?

Shame on me, I dont even deserve seniority!

But.

He didnt seem to care.

Ho-yeols complexion didnt change in the slightest.

He simply announced the next speaker.

Next. Senior Mage, Vanguard Tom.

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Fish meets water.

Im sure thats what they say about situations like this.

Not just an observer.

A regular meeting as the chief guest and organizer.

You have to feel the weight of it.

If you just open your mouth and say.

I was talking like fish out of water!

I was tackling every single study.

As a presenter.

Oh, how I must have come across.

I thought, Lets switch positions.

I realized that I had done something even worse.

Ive had professors and bosses criticize me for everything, and this?

And if thats not bad enough, what is? Thats the best you can do?

If it was the best, you would have presented it at a conference!

Im a fish out of water, especially a mudfish.

Why, a mudfish muddies the waters.

My presence at the conference was more than a mudfish.

But I thought shamelessly.

If they dont like it, dont ask them to do it next time.

Yeah, its better to be crazy than mediocre.

Lets finish the conference with a bang, as I had decided.

The good news is.

At least I wasnt full of shit.

It was worth it.

All those books, all those books.

When I didnt know anything about magic.

Like, for example, the last regular meeting.

Back then, Id have had to rely on Grandfells talent to get me through.

But now I had an idea in my head.

Of course, I studied for a living, but.

Nothing.

Thats right, the knowledge Id accumulated for my own use was useful.

Of course, the problem was that it helped me get ahead.

Weight of the Chief (repeat)

Perform the verification at Topaz Hall. (Success)

Successfully organize a regular conference. (in progress).

Well, thats the end of both the meeting and the quest.

I called for the last speaker.

Next. Senior Mage, Vanguard Tom.

Vanguard Tom, Senior Wizard of Pure Magic.

He was the only senior wizard presenting research at this regular meeting.

The school of pure magic continues to struggle.

I hear hes prepared a presentation to revitalize it.

It wasnt vetted before a senior mage.

I didnt get to see his face.

I can imagine how he feels.

Uncle Tom.

I remembered him as a bribe.

-This is Vanguard Tom, Senior Mage of Pure Magic. Im here to offer my congratulations and a small gesture of goodwill. Do you mind if I come in for a moment?

The moment I was recognized by all the senior wizards.

Because it was Uncle Tom who knocked on my lab door.

Such a precarious position to be in.

I have a feeling this isnt going to be pretty.

And in a way, I was right.

As it turns out, I didnt open my mouth.

Static.

Vanguard did not appear in the Crystal Hall at my call. For some time now, there had been no sign of Vanguard Tom in the Crystal Hall.

The senior mages chattered.

Where did he go?

He must have been at the far end.

What, did he have an emergency?

What could be more urgent than a conference!

The chatter grew louder.

The wait continued.

But Vanguard showed no sign of showing up.

I stood up from my seat.

Vanguard Tom.

What had happened to him.

I couldnt possibly know.

But one thing is certain.

This is my regular conference.

And I have a quest goal to complete it successfully,

a quest objective to successfully complete.

My pride does not allow for such variables.

With all eyes on me.

I opened my mouth.

According to the procedure.