With the transmission scroll in his hand, Kyran could finally sigh in relief.
The scroll's creation took quite a lot of his magic energy and ntal strength, and beads of sweat trickled down his sowhat pale face. His pale complexion was both the result of blood loss and exhaustion.
It was to be expected. It was Kyran's first ti making a magic scroll, and it was more draining than Array Creation.
One of the key differences between the two was magic energy consumption. Since arrays were usually created for long-term use, their calculation included constantly drawing energy from the surroundings, requiring more materials. Magic scroll creation, however, was a consumable item and required more magic energy directly stored in the calculation. This way, the scroll could be used anyti and without drawing energy from the surrounding. The logic was simple, in a battle, if you used a scroll that required drawing energy in the surrounding, would your enemy wait until you could gather enough energy to activate the scroll?
Still, Kyran was prepared to fail his first try in creating the scroll. The truth, he had no proper knowledge of magic scroll creation. He only learned it from the book he found in his pouch. This book was a highly confidential book of the Regis Family that included all their secret arts and advanced teachings. Most likely, his grandfather or father had told approved of imparting the book to Kyran.
Kyran felt honored and pressured, knowing that his grandfather or father approved of him reading this book. Honored because they trusted he would be able to keep it safe and put it into good use, but pressured because of their expectation that he would learn it by himself. He was no genius, after all.
Of course, this thinking was Kyran's thinking only.
If other people knew what he was thinking, they would have already flipped a table and accused him of being arrogant. If Kyran was not a genius, then what exactly was a genius?
"Now then," Kyran finally said after a short pause and looked at Silas. "I'll explain so things to you first."
As a Regis Emissary, Silas was already bound to the Regis's. The process was similar to the Soul-binding Oath, where one pledges his soul to another to keep their secret. However, there was a slight difference in how the Regis bound a person. Because it was the Regis who would perform the pledge by imprinting their 'blood' into the person, binding them in the process, after that person receives the Regis's 'blood', they could not betray the Regis's, or else the 'blood' imprinted in them would activate and kill him.
Imprinting the Regis's blood did not an letting others drink their blood but receiving their life essence.
The process was similar to the Sigil, but the difference was, the person would not be bound in a life of servitude. They could act on their own as long as they would not do anything that would betray the clan.
So Kyran was not worried even if Silas saw the whole process of creating the transmission scroll. As for Stella and the rest, even if they could be trusted, Kyran did not want many people knowing about the transmission scroll.
"The story behind this scroll will be, it is a location-specific teleportation scroll. The calculation in the scroll needed the mage who will use it to input the coordinates of the location they want to teleport to themselves. Because of this, once the scroll is used, it will have that mage's magic signature." Kyran told Silas.
Silas, understanding what Kyran did not say, nodded his head.
"No problem."
Basically, Kyran was telling Silas that he did not ask one of the Conclave council mbers to input the coordinates on the scroll because of the possibility that the army would detect their magic signature. Since they were only in Starhorn, appearing suddenly in Noser would rouse their suspicion.
Aside from this, Kyran could not appear together with them. Even if Kyran used a different identity, knowing that he as Tyr just returned to Starhorn might also rouse suspicion.
"Don't worry. It will not really leave any magic signature," Kyran assured Silas.
Silas smiled and shook his head.
"I'm not worried. For the record, I have a technique where I can hide my magic signature so I am never worried about getting detected by the army."
Kyran looked at him in surprise. He knew of arrays that could disrupt the army's magic detectors, but he had not heard about any spell or technique that could conceal one's magic signature. He suddenly recalled how his father 'sealed' his magic and prevented the army from finding him. But he knew his father had used an array to do that.
Kyran also rembered Nolan. If Nolan could use a different identity, it ant he could change his magic signature unless the army did not have any record of his old identity in the first place. If it was the latter, Kyran wondered if it was because of a technique or because he was already at a Magus level?
Kyran made a ntal note to ask Nolan. It would help him better conceal his identity once he worked as a 'layman' in the Blue Lotus's illegal business.
'Speaking of Nolan,' Kyran thought as he rembered what Stella said about the reason for Nolan's absence.
Kyran was surprised that Nolan agreed to escort Silas's friend. Even if Stella might have agreed to pay Nolan generously, Kyran did not strike him as a person who was after money. If he were, then wouldn't his bounty be too tempting?
Nolan knew his parents, but Kyran always felt it was not as simple as being friends.
'I'll find out eventually,' he thought and pushed all these thoughts at the back of his mind. For now, he and Silas had to go to Noser imdiately.
"Does your magic can do transfiguration?" Kyran asked Silas.
"Unfortunately, no," Silas replied with an apologetic smile. "My elent is ice, which is opposite of earth magic."
Kyran fell silent.
He read that mages with innate elental magic who wanted to be an Elentor would always have a weak elent. Although they could still use that elent, it would not be as potent as their main elent. Unlike those who had innate elental magic but was not aiming to be an Elentor, they would not be bound by their elent. Although that did not an they could master all elents, it would only an that their elental magic could boost their 'specialization'.
Pushing these thoughts aside, Kyran did not expect that Silas was an Elentor, especially after seeing Lumi.
"So you are an Elentor? I thought you're a Summoner."
Silas laughed uneasily.
"Well... I guess I am both now. Though I am not a full-fledge Elentor yet, since I only got promoted to a Master mage. Sa goes with being a Summoner. My contract with Lady Lumi is new."
"I see," Kyran replied with a short nod.
It only occurred to him that to date, he had already t mages with different specializations. He was not familiar with all the council mber's specializations, but he knew none of them was a Summoner.
"If you can't use transfiguration magic, then think of a location in Noser where we will not be seen by people. After that, we can part ways. You can also return here..."
Kyran frowned.
Silas could not return imdiately because they only had one scroll. So he could only warp him back.
With a sigh of resignation, Kyran finally felt how his impulsive decision to save Cyneah jeopardized his plans. He really took a round about way just to get to Noser. Not to ntion, he had wasted a lot of his resources to make sure she would be taken care of. But rembering the possibility that her existence might pose a threat in the future, Kyran felt it was not an entirely wrong decision to keep her around. He might only be overthinking because he was still unsure if Cyneah possessed 'Soul Magic', but his instinct had never failed him before.
"No. I'll warp you back here," Kyran told Silas.
"It is not really necessary. I can just return the normal way."
"That's not possible. You might think your identity is insignificant and the army will not keep tabs on you, but the fact that there is a record of you coming here, will beco a problem if you are also seen in Noser after only a few days."
Silas lowered his head with a thoughtful look and muttered, "I guess... you're right."
Kyran saw Silas was not entirely convinced. He could not bla him. Right now, he might appear to be overly cautious. But he had to make sure there were no holes in his actions, or else it would hinder the progress of his next plans. When he took Cyneah, he already felt on edge, so he could not afford to be careless anymore.
"Let's go," Kyran said not giving Silas ti to dwell on the subject. He gave the scroll to him and added, "If possible, think of a location away from the army's magic detectors."
Silas looked at him incredulously and asked, "Are we going now?"
"Yeah."
"Like right now? This mont?"
Kyran frowned slightly.
"Yes."
"You're not going to say goodbye to them?"
"Why do I have to say goodbye?"
Silas looked at him blankly and Kyran could not help but sigh.
He was not being disrespectful by not saying goodbye. He only thought it was a waste of ti. Besides, he could warp back anyti. Why bother with goodbyes?
"Let's go, I am already behind schedule." Kyran said impatiently.
Silas frowned, but he did not say anything else and opened the scroll. He roused his magic onto the scroll until a light-golden array appeared on their feet. The array lit up, and the scroll burned.
The two disappeared in a blink of an eye.
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