《Rise Of The Greatest Magus》Chapter 23: Spell Adjustment
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Realizing his words could easily be misunderstood, Villin explained the problem he had with the Reverso spell. In order to get the spell off of him quicker, he figured the best way should be to use spells on it so that it expended its magical energy.
At the same time, he would also be able to tell how many regular spells the shield would be able to take.
The duo made their way to the training grounds as that was the only location where students were allowed to use spells on each other. They walked into one of the magic arrays drawn on the floor before starting.
In order to make the trip a bit more interesting, they agreed to turn it into training. Villin would try to dodge as many attacks as he could while Amelia would steadily increase the speed at which attacks were cast.
Obviously, the attacks being used would also have pretty mild effects. After all not only would one of the spells get through the shield at one point but the very shield itself would toss the spells back toward Amelia causing her to be in potential danger.
The spar wasn’t as interesting and helpful as Villin had hoped. It wasn’t that he wasn’t good enough to dodge any of Amelia’s attacks but rather that the shield around him made him a way bigger target.
That being said, it was very effective at determining how good the Reverso spell was. It managed to hold off twenty of Amelia’s attacks before breaking but more importantly than that. There were multiple cases that Amelia was completely unable to dodge the spells that got tossed back at her. She got hit by her own spells four times.
The spell she used was practically harmless. All that happened was that a large amount of hair would suddenly appear around the areas that were hit. And so Amelia’s stomach was extremely hairy when they finished. She then used a simple fire spell to burn the hair before extinguishing the fire before it got to her skin. That being said she would still do well to shave when she got back.
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The amount of magic power in that spell wasn’t few and Amelia was almost out of juice when they finished. Something else he noticed was that the spells that got sent back after hitting the shield retained roughly seventy percent of their power.
After this, Villin tried to discuss spells with Amelia but her knowledge on the matter was many times superior compared to his own. Initially, he wanted to give her ‘Drowse’ but he changed his mind when she told him about some of her offensive spells.
Once they said their goodbyes Villin went back to his room before he practiced Reverto for a few more hours. He was rather happy the initial casting of Reverto barely cost anything when done with a wand, this made it very convenient to practice.
Thinking about magic cost Villin suddenly remembered his large amount of magic crystals. Magic crystals were a universal means of magical currency because they contained magic, the kind that could easily be absorbed by a mage to increase the time they could practice!
Villin took out his crystal holder before placing his hand on it. Then he tried to absorb some of the energy within it. He succeeded as he only needed ten minutes to get the same amount of magical power as he would normally get in an hour. This amount was the same as a single magical crystal. Since overall he would need about six hours to get back all of his magic power this would change into only an hour.
Villin was happy with this as this would aid him in practicing his magic greatly. He used this method to practice using Reverto wandless but after a while, he was wondering something.
The very first magic node he had awakened was next to one of the nodes required for Reverto. He knew there was danger in trying to cast a new spell but the spell was decided through the first and final node, not those in between. Villin wanted to try and see what would happen is he used the node in the middle instead of the one next to it.
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It didn’t take long for the connection to be made, with his wand in hand he nervously connected the last two nodes.
He instantly felt something had changed. Red mist leaked out of his wand together with magic power. Hell no, his magic power and mist overlapped, and unlike normally when his magic power got untethered from his body he kept control. He could somewhat control the mist at this point to the expense of some magic power.
He tried his best and after a short while he managed to create the shield the base spell gave him. Then he thought of something new and tried making a sword out of the mist. Even though he succeeded he couldn’t touch it and it seemed to go right through other objects.
It took a bit before he realized how much magic power it was consuming. He had only used the spell for five minutes half of his magic power had been used. And that was without even using the shield.
The mist dispersed immediately as Villin stopped the spell. He spent some time and crystals getting his magic power back before he tried casting it wandless. It took a bit of time but soon he succeeded. As soon as he cast the spell he felt dizzy. A layer of red mist had formed on his body, when Villin moved a bit of magic power out of his body the mist followed and enveloped it. It only took a few seconds before he was forced to quit the spell though.
Now that he had tested out the spell he had a general idea of the uses of the nodes he had changed. The regular node which he had replaced probably lessened consumption, while the node he had replaced it with should have to do with control.
Sadly he couldn’t yet cast the spell using both of the nodes as changed the number of nodes a spell had was extraordinarily hard. It went against the nature of the spell itself after all!
Now that all of that experimenting was done it was time for his first enchanting class alongside Class A students.
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