The Magician Kunon Sees Everything

“- Now you know what’s going on, don’t you kid? So, let’s have a fun talk about magic with your brother.”

“Yes. I’m looking forward to working with you.”

After that conversation, the atmosphere between Kunon and Zeonly changed.

I’m not sure if it’s just me or if it’s actually Kunon.

It had been plain and simple, but now the invisible silver eyes turned to look at Zeonly.

To the heckling Zeonly, whose intentions were clearly to make fun of ignorant children.

It’s a bad humor.

The only one who doesn’t notice it here is the blind Kunon.

“We’re not even talking about the basics now. Let’s just skip ahead and start with the practical stuff.”

“Got it.”

“How many levels can you use in a quartet?”

“Thirty-one.”

“What?”

“It’s thirty-two if I push it.”

“You’re doing a great job…….”

– “I see!”, Zeonly finally agreed.

The reason why I was instructed to meet Kunon.

The fact that Kunon’s knowledge and ability is not a lie, which I heard from the sorcerers.

If what they said was true, then he was the perfect person for my experiments, research, and trials.

“Well, I can do fifty.”

“Fifty? That much? How do you do that?”

“I want to hear yours too. How did you get past the thirty…… or even twenty barriers?It’s not something you can learn on your own. The master who taught you magic couldn’t have done it that well.”

“I overlaid the sigil. Now it’s basically a double one.”

“……You got to that by teaching yourself? Ha, damn kid.”

Zeonly’s smile took on a different meaning.

“Okay, I think I know what you’re capable of. Let’s see your skills in action.”

“But first, I need to know how to do the fifty levels.”

“No, I can’t tell you. It’s useless to teach someone who can’t do it. I don’t like wasting time. Prove that you can do it, and then ask me to teach you with dignity. Flatter me."

“You're cool, Master Zeonly, please teach me. I want to see the good things about you. I want to see your generosity, your kindness, your love, and your occasional sadness.”

“I could go on and on, but I won’t. First of all, don’t call me Master. I haven’t accepted it yet. -I’ll show you a little of my ability now. It’s a challenge.”

As soon as Zeonly said that, a wall of earth rose up beside him.

Kunon reacted before anyone else and reflexively turned towards him. This was because he had followed the magic power that Zeonly had moved.

“I’m not sure if you’ve heard of it or not. You may think that soil is plain, but it’s also very deep…… Don’t worry about that.

You can get the water bed out, can’t you? Get it out. I’m going to bed.

In the meantime, you’re going to break down that wall with your magic. That’s your task. If you don’t, it’s over. There won’t be a next time.”

– “You’ll probably do it”, he said.

Zeonly was buried in the “super soft water ball” while making that prediction.

He couldn’t help but exclaim, “Whoa!” He shouted in surprise.

It’s softer than I imagined.

It felt as if I had just jumped into a pile of feathers.

And even though I was touching the water, I didn’t feel wet.

The water temperature is moderate, taking into account the fact that it is winter.

The sudden attack of fatigue and lack of sleep hangs over my consciousness.

Unable to bear the weight, or rather, not being able to withstand it, Zeonly fell asleep immediately.

– I’ll definitely have one of my colleagues learn it, he thought.

As if he had lost all interest in Zeonly, Kunon touched the towering mud wall.

It looked like a solid piece of earth.

It was not very thick, and it was a rectangle that looked like it had been precisely measured and arranged, like a real board.

When I tried to push it, it didn’t budge, and when I lightly poked it with my cane, it only made a hard sound.

Even if you tried to hit it with all your might, it would not even crack.

It is a terribly hard mud wall.

The texture is smooth to the hand.

The material seems to be dry soil itself.

But the magic that makes up this is amazing.

Like Kunon’s “water ball a ori”, it is not something that is continuously maintained with magic power, but an independent type that traps magic power and detaches it.

It will continue to exist until the surgeon releases it or the trapped magic is exhausted.

– According to Kunon’s intuition, it would last for about two days.

For Kunon, who has a maximum duration of half a day, this one thing gives him a good idea of Zeonly’s capabilities.

If it was a royal court magician, Kunon would get something out of it no matter who came.

But this was the magic of a man who was one of the most talented of the royal court magicians.

It’s a big deal.

Zeonly is a sorcerer who is far above Kunon.

“… I see.”

Just touching it in this way is a learning experience.

The magic power that is put into it has been compressed considerably. This increases the duration and also keeps the hardness.

After all, it must be common knowledge in the sorcerer’s world to pack things tightly like this.

Kunon had arrived at his own interpretation of the situation, but it was a natural technique for magicians.

However, the density of the squeezing was much different.

It’s probably a crystal of more than forty quartets.

The question is how to increase the number of quartets to that level……

– Magic is a sigil.

– The sigil is the magic circle.

Magic comes from a magic circle.

The magician draws a magic circle with magic power and releases magic power into that shape.

By rearranging the magic circle, the magician can use various kinds of magic.

There are many magic circles that have been discovered and published, made up of specific “words,” but they are only the base, the foundation.

The essence of sorcery is the sorcerer’s original sorcery developed from the base.

It is that which specializes in originality.

A superlative would be the number of how many base sigils the magicians have divided and reconstructed.

That number is the level of originality and advanced magic.

The greater the number, the more difficult it becomes to control.

Kunon’s idea of “stacking two magic circles on top of each other as a base” allowed him to overcome what Zeonly calls the “twenty-step barrier”.

This is why Kunon’s “Water Ball A Ori” can be interpreted as using two types of the same magic at the same time.

“……”

Kunon looked back to Zeonly, who was already asleep, buried in a “super soft water ball”, and let out a little sigh.

He then returned to the table.

“Your Highness, Milica, let’s have a little chat.”

“What?”

As the conversation turned to magic, Milica, who had been watching the situation without saying anything else, was surprised to see Kunon back.

She wanted to ask him if the assignment was good, but she didn’t.

She didn’t know anything about magic.

Zeonly seems to be tired.

He had just fallen asleep. It would be a shame to wake him up right away, so Kunon decided to give him a little time to rest.

I knew it when I touched it.

I can break something like that in a second.