I Am A Table [LitRPG Isekai Progression Fantasy]

Just as the mages began to chant, a wave of raw magical power erupted from Anders. It wasn't a visible spell, not a bolt or a blast, but an concussive forcewave that rippled like heat haze over desert sands.

[Spell Detected: Failed]

[Probably something crazy]

What? Why did you detect something and tell me you've failed at it?

The 47 mages, caught off guard, were momentarily staggered. Their wands dipped, their chants faltered, and a few even stumbled backward.

"Stay back! Get out of the way!" Anders barked. He pushed Lena and Blorbo back, almost shoving Marin.

Lena murmured. "Awww, so Dad does care about our safety deep down."

Anders snapped his head towards her. "You're in the way of me casting my legendary spell! This is my moment, and I don't want rubbish magic-users appearing in it!"

"Oh," Lena said.

[COMPULSORY QUEST RECEIVED: Secure the Fluffy Macaroon!]

Objectives:

Retrieve the

legendary Fluffy Macaroon

from the top of Archmage Anders Oakward's head.

Deliver the Fluffy Macaroon to a squirrel named 'Nuttingham' hiding in the third oak tree to the left of the main academy gate.

Ensure the Macaroon remains perfectly pristine – no crumbs, no squishing, no accidental transfigurations into smaller pastries.

Time Limit: 60 seconds (Commencing NOW!)

Failure: Stunned for 60 minutes.

Reward:

+100,000 EXP

Consume Upgraded to Level 2

A free ticket to any spa in Iakesi

WHAT?! I DON'T EVEN HAVE A BODY FOR A SPA DAY. How do I even find a Fluffy Macaroon?

The lead mage pointed his wand at Anders and shot out some puny spell that got immediately swept away by Anders' giant forcewave. "Silence him!" he ordered.

Dozens of different spells, hastily cast in a desperate attempt to counter Anders, converged.

[Spell Detected: Arcane Bind—]

Blorbo hadn't even finished reading the description before the next notification overwrote the last one.

[Spell Detected: Silence Orb of Pizz—]

[Spell Detected: Dispel Vort—]

[Spell Detected: Charm of Utter Distractio—]

Then his vision got blinded by uncontrolled magical energy, spells colliding and cancelling each other out in a kaleidoscopic explosion of light and sound.

[Spell Detected: Summon Edible Snack—Legendary Spell—LV ???]

What? Who'd cast that spell in an epic showdown?

A bright pink Fluffy Macaroon materialized. It zipped through the chaotic air, propelled by errant magical currents, completely untouched by the surrounding pandemonium. It soared directly towards Anders and landed with a soft plop directly on top of Anders' head, nestling perfectly among his unruly strands of hair.

It's… it's on his head! It's actually there! How is this even happening?!

Okay. Now I need to will Lena to retrieve it from his head.

Anders glowered and cast another identical waveforce that stacked on top of the existing waveforce. It pushed the congregation of magi a few steps back. The magi countered with their own barrage of spells. Spells bounced, warped, and fizzled.

Rob grabbed Lena's wrist. "Let's get out of here." Lena followed his lead and they started running away from Anders.

He activated Verbal Nudge.

No! Get back! Get back in there! Lena! Get back! Stop! Don't move! Don't move! Get back in there! Jump directly in front of the spells!

"Wait!" Lena stopped for a second. "Something's telling me to jump directly in front of the spells!"

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A stray burst of [Anti-Gravity Charm] from a panicking junior mage collided with a [Repulsion Field] cast by a senior Archmage. The two forces, cancelling each other out in a localized magical vacuum, created a momentary ripple in the fabric of space-time directly above Anders' head.

The Fluffy Macaroon was sucked into this micro-vortex. It floated off Anders' head, spinning once, twice, still moving to avoid a stray [Sparkle Bomb] that fizzled past her ear, instinctively threw up her hand, more to shield herself from the magical light than to catch anything. The Macaroon drifted straight into her outstretched palm.

[Retrieve the legendary Fluffy Macaroon from the top of Archmage Anders Oakward's head—Done]

Wha—How even—It's all my doing! If I didn't tell Lena to stop, she wouldn't have been able to catch the macaroon!

[Time remaining: 59 seconds]

Great! Only one second has passed! I still have a shot at this!

Rob, having successfully dodged a stray Transmutation Ray that turned a nearby pebble into a miniature, yelping poodle, glanced at Lena's hand, then back at the chaotic battle.

"Drop the pastry," he told Lena. "That came from a spell. What if it's poisonous?"

What? Do you know how hard I tried to get that macaroon? Don't try to convince her with logic.

Tell him, Lena. If it's poisonous, you would've died! Repeat after me! If it's poisonous, you would've died! If it's poisonous, you would've died!

"If it's poisonous, I would've died!" Lena started running while still holding the macaroon in her hand.

"Okay. But why do you need to hold it?"

Blorbo didn't have a great answer to that.

A meow rang out over the sound of magical chaos.

Lena's head snapped up. "Wait. Did you hear that?"

Rob dodged a [Cascading Glitterbomb] that turned half his sleeve translucent. "Yes. That was the sound of deadly explosions."

"No! That was Tabby!" Lena's eyes lit up.

Perched on the third oak tree and the left of the main academy gate where Nuttingham is was Tabby, their cat. His striped tail twitched once with mild judgment.

Tabby! My best friend! I'm so glad you're here! I've been so worried about you this whole time!

Lena's eyes widened. "Tabby loves macaroons. I must get it to him!"

"WHAT—NO, WHY?" Rob yelled, grabbing her sleeve as she took off.

"HE'S A GOOD BOY," she shouted, already sprinting with perfect pastry form: elbow close, macaroon aloft like a crown jewel.

GENIUS, LENA! LET'S GO! Blorbo cheered inside her brain. TO THE TREE!