《A Wizard’s Secret》A Wizard's Secret
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A cavalry group consisted of about hundred knights sped through the wide boulevard, leaving trails of dust and dirt.
Merlin, with his eyes closed, was meditating inside the carriage which was traveling among the troop.
'The Mind Power should be enough to construct a second Spell Model!'
Not bothered at all by the bumpy carriage ride, Merlin opened his eyes while the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. He was currently following Old Wilson's knight troop to Blackwater City.
Merlin had no idea what Old Wilson had guessed from the captives' words, but Old Wilson's serious expression at that time revealed he must have understood something.
"It's only afternoon now. At this speed, we'll probably arrive in Blackwater City tomorrow morning. I should take advantage of this time to construct Frost's Spell Model in my Awareness," Merlin muttered in a low voice as he drew the curtain and looked at the sky.
Merlin spent almost all his time in Blackwater City to meditate. Now, a month later, his Mind Power had finally increased to the level where he can support a second Spell Model.
Hence, Merlin intended to construct a second Spell Model in the carriage.
From within his arms, Merlin pulled out a few yellowish papers which contained several complicated Spell Models. These were Frosts which Merlin obtained from Rolin.
He had long decided for Frost to be the second Spell Model to be constructed in his Awareness. When his Mind Power was able to control two Spell Models, he would then commence to construct it immediately.
"Activate the Matrix!"
Without hesitation, Merlin activated the Matrix. It was crucial in the process of constructing a Spell Model. Otherwise, with Merlin's current capability, it would require a long duration to construct a stable Spell Model.
"The Matrix is activated. Please set up a mission!"
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"Start analyzing Frost's Spell Model!"
"Beep. Mission established. Ready to analyze!"
The Matrix had a strong analytical and computational ability. It was also able to analyze Spell Models with ease. After all, Merlin had analyzed Fireball with the Matrix previously.
About half an hour later, Merlin could hear the familiar mechanical female voice in his mind.
"Beep. Analysis completed. A total of 126,541 Spell Models are analyzed."
Merlin nodded silently. This result was within his expectation. Previously, about 180,000 Spell Models were analyzed for Fireball.
"Choose ten most stable spells and compare them to the prototype of Frost. Then, decide on one Spell Model that's the most stable and most aggressive!"
After issuing the order, Merlin waited quietly for the Matrix's final choice.
"Beep. The Matrix has chosen the sixth Spell Model for you!"
Immediately, a complicated Spell Model appeared in Merlin's mind. Any Normie with an insufficient level of Mind Power would instantaneously feel dizzy at the sight of this Spell Model.
However, after a long period of meditation, Merlin's current Mind Power had increased tremendously for him to be able to control two Spell Models. He had attained the conditions for constructing a second Spell Model in his Awareness.
He closed his eyes and his Mind Power began to fully construct the Spell Model by the Matrix.
Constructing a Spell Model using Mind Power required a long duration of at least a few hours. It demanded full concentration and complete usage of Mind Power to simulate the complex Spell Models in the Awareness.
Merlin had experience in constructing a Spell Model, hence, this time he was familiar with the procedure. Soon, he started utilizing his Mind Power to carefully construct the Spell Model.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
Merlin was completely immersed in the construction of Spell Model. He did not feel any discomfort despite the bumpy carriage ride.
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"Boom!"
Finally, Merlin felt as if there was an explosion in his mind, which was then filled with a cold chilly sensation. A brand-new Spell Model appeared in his Awareness.
"At last, Frost's Spell Model!"
With his face full of surprise, Merlin opened his eyes. Slowly, he felt Frost's Spell Model absorbing the surrounding Ice Elements in his Awareness.
Even Merlin, who was wearing a thick coat, could not help but shudder at the cold.
The Spell Models in Merlin's Awareness, namely Fireball and Frost, were two Spell Models which behave opposite of each other. However, the two got along well, rotating slowly as each absorbed their respective Elements.
Merlin rejoiced secretly. Having two Spell Models in his Awareness was indeed a relatively huge burden for his Awareness but he was able to withstand it thoroughly. Moreover, he could continue meditating to increase his Mind Power. Eventually, even this dense feeling would disappear.
"Let me try the power of Frost!"
Merlin used his Mind Power to activate the Frost's Spell Model.
"Frost!"
A group of ice crystals appeared immediately on the wooden bracket inside the carriage, wrapping the wooden bracket tightly and emitting a chilling sensation. It looked solid.
"Fireball!"
Merlin cast Fireball right after seeing the formation of ice crystals. Using the control of Mind Power, Merlin moved the fireball under the ice crystal carefully.
This group of ice crystals persisted for a while before finally melting into water droplets by the high temperature of Fireball. Merlin was very satisfied as the purpose of Frost was not to hurt people but to bind the opponent in place.
Once frozen by such solid ice crystal, even a Third-level Elemental Swordsman could free from it within seconds.
"If I've obtained Frost before the bandits' attack, I could kill those three Third-level Light Swordsmen in a single blow."
Merlin's eyes brimmed with brilliance as he watched water droplets dripping from the ice crystals.
Now that he attained a Binding spell, his strength was undoubtedly doubled. No matter the number of the low-level elemental swordsmen, they would no longer pose a threat to Merlin.
However, Merlin had just constructed Frost's Spell Model. Now, he was only able to release about two or three Frosts.
Merlin did not continue casting Frost. Instead, he immersed his Mind Power in the Awareness again to carefully examine the changes happening around Frost's Spell Model.
"As expected, another gray horizontal frame appeared, just like Fireball!"
Merlin was overjoyed as he attained his wish to see a gray horizontal frame around Frost's Spell Model, similar to the horizontal frame in front of Fireball's Spell Model.
In other words, after he released three Frosts, he had the opportunity to release a more powerful Frost – Large Frost.
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