158: Chapter 94 Ancestors 158: Chapter 94 Ancestors The fortress city was silent as night fell.
In a room lit by a candle, Leon was listlessly waiting for the opportunity when Balfe and his party next door would fall asleep.
Kovis took off his hand armor, holding the gemstone necklace and slowly infusing it with Magic Power.
Olivia was propped up at the table with her chin in her hands, staring at the cyclopean floral pattern on the golden-haired youth’s forehead, as well as the magical item in his hand that had initially been taken from Dawson’s body.
The red glow emanating from the gemstone necklace reminded the girl of how troublesome Baron Kantadar had suddenly become because of this object.
After a while, Kovis took a deep breath and dispelled the Demon Rune from his forehead, “It’s ready, my lord, the ‘Boiling Heart’ can now be used normally.”
Leon took the necklace handed to him, saw the gemstone that had returned from semi-translucent to crimson, and couldn’t help but ask, “How exactly is this thing used?
Kovis explained, “Its sensing range is very short, you just need to wear it close to your body, and when needed, silently recite the ‘Lorelette Spell’ in your mind, ‘Boil, my blood,’ to activate the necklace.”
Leon nodded, silently memorizing the short spell.
witchcraft?” Olivia asked softly.
Kovis turned back and shook his head at the girl, “This is Magic.
From what I’ve learned during my days in Kantadar, the ‘witchcraft’ commonly understood in the Western Continent refers to some ancient experiences passed down by word of mouth from primitive Spellcasters, who have summarized methods for using Magic Power and elements through their own exploration.
Although effective, the casting process, often not fully understood, tends to be accompanied by uncertainties, and the stability of the Spell effects is very poor because they may not fully comprehend the causation of their powers.
Magic, I’m not sure if there is a systematic Mage School on the Western Continent, but the Mage Association of Athias Empire holds the concept of how to explore the causation of magic in the world.
Every Spellcaster needs to understand the composition and principles of the Spells they cast…”
Listening to the boy from a distant country explain, Olivia nodded her little head with only a vague understanding, feeling enlightened.
“Kovis, you’re really knowledgeable.
There must be many more Spells, right?”
The girl looked at him with eager eyes.
In her mind, the beautiful youth seemed to have become like the wise and mysterious old wizards with White Beards from stories.
Kovis smiled and drew a Dharma Seal, manipulating the dining fork that had been left on the table for who knows how long, making it float and spin in a circle.
Olivia, watching the trick Kovis was performing, exclaimed in amazement, “…It’s wonderful~”
“If you know the principle, it’s not as magical as it looks.
In your eyes, this fork is moving on its own, but in fact, I’m just manipulating the released Magic Power to lift it and constantly correcting the object’s posture,” Kovis explained.
As he spoke, his other hand drew a circle of light, dragging the round screen in front of Olivia, “Now you’ll be able to see it.”
Through Kovis’s inspection Spell, the girl’s eyes widened.
She got a glimpse of the stream of Magic Power surging out from his hands.
Olivia couldn’t help but reach out, trying to touch the air between the boy’s palm and the fork, attempting to feel the flow of Magic Power.
But she stopped halfway, pulling back her presumptuous gesture with an embarrassed frown.
“No worries, the flow of Magic Power from a firmly established Magic Technique is denser than the innate Magic Element density inside a common person.
You won’t be able to disrupt this Spell.”
Kovis extended the distance between his Magic Technique and the fork, indicating that she could touch the air in-between freely.
Hearing this, Olivia blinked and happily reached for the beam of light projected by the round screen.
The girl’s delicate fingers traced the invisible turbulence of Magic Power.
Like a kite with its string cut, the fork immediately fell back onto the tabletop.
The faint smile froze on Kovis’s face.
not supposed to be disrupted?
She looked at the boy with a surprised and worried expression, afraid that she had done something wrong.
Kovis looked at his palm, feeling the end of the extended stream of Magic Power, the chaotic writhing after losing connection with the fork, and could not help but furrow his brow.
Could it be that he had overcharged the necklace and was a bit fatigued?
“Are you okay?” Olivia asked worriedly.
“It’s nothing, I’m probably just tired,” Kovis said with an embarrassed shake of his head.
“If you’re tired, why don’t you stay behind later?
If Balfe and his group come looking for me, you could help cover for me,” Leon, having put on the Magic Necklace, heard his companions’ conversation and suggested to Kovis.
Olivia looked at Leon, puzzled, unsure where he was going so late, “Are you going out again later?”
Seeing the girl’s curious gaze, Leon smiled at her, “Want to experience more amazing Magic?”
“Yeah~!” the girl eagerly nodded her head.
“Heh, then come with me.
Tonight, I’ll take you to a special place.”
In the dead of night.
Under the cover of darkness, Leon and Olivia slipped out quietly from the back door of the residence.
Guided by the Moonlight, the two ran in the dark for quite a distance before using a Fire Scythe to light a torch.
Leon led the girl deep into the heart of the fortress town, passing Fountain Square, and climbed the long staircase he had visited before.
At the top of the staircase, Olivia looked at the towering rock face illuminated by the torchlight in front of her, puzzled, “Is this the place?”