35 034 Great Fireball!_1
Translator: 549690339
An ogre who had always been her mount had actually learned to use the fireball skill?
Moreover, it seed that he had taught himself…
This greatly astonished Sofia, even leaving her sowhat shocked.
Although her magical talents were excellent and she learned spells at an astonishing speed, this didn’t an that she didn’t know how difficult it is to learn magic from scratch.
Saru, who had spent decades learning just a tiny bit of low-level spells, and Otto, who couldn’t even produce a fart no matter how hard he tried, were perfect examples of this.
Since a dragon couldn’t learn magic, but an ogre could, did that an dragons were actually dumber than ogres?
At this thought, Sofia couldn’t help but laugh.
ga Fatty scratched his head, not quite understanding why his mistress suddenly started laughing again.
“What are you looking at?”
Sofia widened her eyes and stared fiercely at the ogre, saying nacingly, “Where’s the fireball skill? Can’t even use a basic spell properly, you’re really embarrassing !”
She wanted him to recreate the scene from before, but that proved to be sowhat difficult.
A grieved expression appeared on ga Fatty the ogre’s face, as he originally found it difficult to recite the fireball spell smoothly.
Now with Sofia watching him closely, his success rate was even lower due to nervousness.
His common language skills were too poor, and after repeatedly getting the incantation wrong several tis, an irritated Sofia directly cast a fireball at his face.
ga Fatty scread and rolled around on the ground covering his face, but the pain from the fireball actually wasn’t that bad.
If he didn’t cry out miserably, there was no telling if Sofia would give him another one.
This was ga Fatty’s unique wisdom, sothing Little Fatty wouldn’t have thought of.
Speaking of Little Fatty, he was snacking on a roasted serpent lizard, watching the commotion with an occasional honest smile.
Although he didn’t understand what ga Fatty and their mistress were doing, it didn’t dampen his cheerful mood.
ga Fatty’s misery was the source of his happiness.
Sofia covered her face and said with so helplessness, “I really don’t get you. If you can’t say it smoothly, why not just recite the spell silently in your heart?”
ga Fatty stopped rolling on the ground and looked at Sofia with confusion filling his small eyes.
Finally, as if he had figured sothing out, he firmly grabbed his beloved fire stick.
But still, nothing happened.
A twitch appeared at the corner of Sofia’s mouth, but just as she was about to give up, a basketball-sized fireball finally appeared in front of ga Fatty again.
“Thunk…”
Little Fatty’s serpent lizard fell to the ground as he stared at the fireball in front of ga Fatty with astonishnt written across his face.
He hadn’t seen the ergence of the first fireball because he had been busy roasting the at.
Now that ga Fatty could also use the fireball skill, it seed like he would never be able to reclaim the na “ga Fatty.”
Little Fatty sighed as he picked up the fallen roasted at and ate it along with the sand that had adhered to it; regardless of how heartbroken he was, food could not be wasted.
Under Sofia’s guidance, ga Fatty aid the fireball at a tree with a trunk the size of a human hug and shot it.
After a loud noise, the tree cracked and a black scorch mark appeared at the point where the fireball skill hit, with sparks still flashing on it.
The power of this fireball skill was not bad, much stronger than a normal fireball skill.
ga Fatty’s thoughts were simple, as, after seeing his fireball skill so miraculous, he imdiately began dancing with his beloved fire stick, performing a slapstick dance.
But Little Fatty’s heart had beco cold, as he would no longer be daring to fight with ga Fatty in the futurepared to the two ogres’ superficial ideas, Sofia saw and thought about a lot more.
This fireball isn’t normal!
Ordinary fireball skills don’t have this kind of power.
ga Fatty’s casting thod is quite rough, simply put, he tries to infuse as much magic as possible into the fireball.
This leads to a larger fireball with a surprisingly powerful impact.
But it’s not without its drawbacks; the rough use of magic causes the fireball’s structure to be unstable, posing a risk of premature explosion.
Also, the unrestrained infusion of magic would cause the spellcaster’s magic to be consud quickly, making it impossible to use continuously in a short period of ti.
One look at ga Fatty proves this point: he was trying to cast the fireball skill again, but nothing appeared in front of him.
Maybe I can borrow this approach…
Sofia’s eyes sparkled with a strange light, as if she had figured sothing out.
Since she couldn’t learn advanced spells, she might as well create her own. The ogre’s clumsy casting thod actually opened a new door for her.
Chanting the spell silently in her mind, a scorching fireball ford in front of her, growing larger and larger as she continued to pour her magical power into it.
Sofia’s magic reserve was quite astonishing, and her understanding of magic and casting thods were quite ingenious.
The fire elents gathered together stably, and due to the fireball’s stable structure, it was possible to keep expanding it.
In the horrified expressions of the two ogres, the fireball grew larger and larger, eventually becoming a massive object with a diater of two ters.
Next to the fireball, Sofia’s figure looked even more petite.
“Has it reached its limit…”
Sofia frowned adorably, deducing from her own magic and the structure of the fireball that this should be her best choice for now.
She chose a huge rock, three to four ters high, as her target. The enormous red fireball slamd into it with terrifying montum.
“Boom!”
At the instant the fireball made contact, a violent explosion erupted, and the ensuing flash of light was blinding.
Squinting her eyes against the brightness, Sofia examined her masterpiece – a huge crater with flas burning fiercely both inside and around it.
The original stone had turned into red-hot fragnts, making ga Fatty’s fireball seem like a child’s toy in comparison.
The half-elf loli nodded in satisfaction. If she encountered the Six-headed Serpent Lizard again, with such a large fireball, the outco would surely be different.
“I’ll call it the Great Fireball Skill!”
Sofia was never good at naming, as evidenced by the nicknas Little Fatty, ga Fatty, and Otto the big dragon.
The two ogres had different opinions.
Little Fatty’s jaw was about to dislocate, his mouth hung wide open, and the unchewed roast at fell to the ground from the corner of his mouth.
He had completely forgotten about his principles not to waste food.
ga Fatty’s reaction was even more dramatic. He first looked at the big crater, then at the fire stick in his hand, then back at the crater, and back to his fire stick again.
After repeating this process several tis, he finally exploded.
“Snap!”
He threw his beloved fire stick to the ground and jumped on it, breaking it with force.
Feeling as though that wasn’t enough, he stomped on it a few more tis. Then he looked at Sofia with complex emotions in his eyes – fear, admiration, and yearning.
Sofia laughed at the unusual ogre and said with a smile, “Do you want to learn? I can teach you…”
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