Chapter 96: v6c2

Almark opened the heavy door of the magic practice room.

Inside the place, dark as ever, was the figure of Yilmaz.

"Teacher, I'm here!"

　When Almark called out to him, Irmis nodded slightly.

"You are very enthusiastic, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir!"

　Almark replied cheerfully.

　Finally, the long-awaited practice of magic will begin. Of course he is anxious, but there is no reason not to be happy.

"I don't know if it will live up to your expectations to that degree. ...."..

Yilmaz then asks Almirk to stand in front of him.

"Now," Yilmaz said, opening his mouth.

«The first year students at the elementary grades start by learning fog spells,. Do you know why?"

　Almirk thought for a moment.

"I remember that Eldo and the other first-year students had also started learning fog spells earlier."

The Eldo risked his life to use the fog spell that he had just learned.

'...... because it's not dangerous, right?"

"Yes."

Yilmaz nodded.

The reason is that it's less dangerous than fire or wind spells, even if you fail to control it. As you have experienced yourself.

"..... Yes."

Whenever he enters this place of magic practice, he always remembers that failure as if it were yesterday.

　He remember the pillar of flame that rose to almost the ceiling.

" Let's try fog spell today."

"...... Yes!"

Almark nodded as if shaking off the awful memory.

Yilmaz first had Almark meditate, allowing him to refine the magic in his body.

"Good."

He patted Almark on the shoulder when the time came.

'Your meditation has already been done in the hall, hasn't it?"

Even though he is praised, Almark is not pleased in an innocent way.

He is more anxious and nervous about what comes next.

Yilmaz's voice was strained, as if to encourage Almarc.

"Picture your magic power becoming a tiny particle of water. , and then smaller and smaller. rparticles. And then it will cover the whole place.

Almark listens to Yilmaz's words, and as he listens, his image develops

He can feel the magic energy roiling in his body.

　(Quickly, a form.)

(Quickly, a form that can influence the world.(

(I feel like it is screaming in my head.)

"......, I've got it in my mind."

Okay, turn your right hand up.

"Yes."

"The magic that has turned into mist is slowly flowing out from the palm of that hand."

"...... yes.”

I hadn't let his own magic out since that day of failure, the day of the dragon's flames.
He nodded, but the mist didn't come out of his palm very easily.

　The remaining shadow of that day's flame flickers in my mind.

"Don't be afraid."

As if reading Almark's mind, Yilmaz patted him gently on the shoulder.

"Careful. But do not be afraid. Trust in the meditation you've been doing developed."

　Almark nodded silently.

Sweat broke out on his forehead.

It was terribly exhausting, even though he hadn't done anything yet.

Yilmaz holds Almarc's shoulder and tells him in a calm voice, "Believe.

"Believe me. You are no longer the person you were that day."

The words echo in his mind.

'......Yes.'

He nodded.

　(Believe.)

For a moment, the image of Wendy, facing forward in the midst of her grief, floated in and out of his mind.

(Let's keep going.)

(I, also, need to move forward.)

Almark gently released the last key in his mind that was keeping the magic in his body pressed down.

　A small sound was heard.

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At that moment, a white smoke-like cloud of mist rose from Almark's right hand.

　It was a magic mist.

The smoke poured out of Almark's hand and immediately covered the place where he was practicing his magic.

(...... it' .......)

(Be on your guard!)

Yilmaz's harsh words of warning came.

"Don't lose focus. Don't let the magic drip out of you. Control it."

Before he knew it, water was spilling from Armark's right hand.

The moment he thought he had made it, the magical power broke free from his control and turned into mere water instead of mist.

Almark focused all his energy on the control of the magic power.

The image of the magic water being divided into the smallest amount possible as it left his body.

(Never letting that image cease.)

　If his concentration wavered even a little, the magical power turned into a drop of cold water and wet Almark's hand.

"Your magical power is greater than other people . If you don't focus it will soon go out of control. "

"Yes!"

　How long did he keep the mist out?

In fact, he couldn't even see Yilmaz, who was right in front of him.

"Slowly, let's stop the magic. Imagine that you are slowly closing the gate of magic power that has opened in the palm of your hand."

　Teacher's voice came from behind the fog.

"......Yes."

　Almark carefully squeezes the magic power.

　He could feel the magic in his body still trying to get out.

Armark carefully focuses his magical power.

　

'Don't allow it to run wild. Don't let it do what it wants. You are the master of your magic. Let it know that."

"yes."

　After another long pause , when he finished releasing his magic, Almark's whole body was wet. Outside his robe was foggy. Inside, sweat.

"Good."

　At that moment, the fog that had covered the whole place disappeared as if it had burst.out

　His field of vision opened up, and he was surprised to see teacher closer than I had expected.

　A drop of water was falling from his forelock.

"Not bad for your first time ,"

　Yilmaz said.

"But your classmates are not getting their hands wet with anymore."

　Almark looked at his right hand.

　The water had soaked it so much that his fingers were blistered white.

"You still have a lot of work to do."

Yes.

"But your magic is dangerous when it gets out of control. I forbid you to practice on your own except for meditation. . Is that clear?"

'Yes."

　Almark nodded.

　His body felt tired. It was a completely different kind of tired from swinging a sword.

　Seeing Almark in such a state, Yilmaz smiled faintly.

"Today is the first day when you used magic".

　Almark looks at Yilmaz with a look saying , "What?

"Congratulations, Almark."

　The unexpected words left Almark puzzled. He did not know how to answer.

Of course, you are not yet at the level of a average person , but you magician now "

　Almark want to say, "Yes," but was at a loss for words.

　(A mage.)

　(I am mage.)

　The faces of the headmaster , the teachers, the classmates. The faces of Ward and the people he met at the Winter House.

　And Wendy's face.

　he thought of all the people who had helped him since he came here, and
his heart was filled with emotion.

　Lastly, he thought of my father's face.

"Thank you, . .......'

　That was all he was able to say

　Yilmaz nodded.

"Don't forget what you feel right now."

　Yilmaz voice was gentle.

'You are a magician because of your connection to the world. ...... ."

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