"It is also a spell passed down through our lineage, but it is so easy even kids can learn it"
"does it work on multiple people?"
"Only if your control over it is high enough, otherwise it will hide two people at most"
"That’s it! It’s exactly what I was searching for.
Could you show your mories?"
"Uh? Don’t you want to learn a spell? I can teach it to you"
"No thank you, I would prefer feeling it with my own mind"
"What does that even an?"
Asked Caelan confused.
"When I was watching your mories I could feel my emotional state correlating with the little you.
So if I witnessed you cast a spell for the first ti I might be able to replicate it faster"
"This… I think it’s better if you just learn from "
"Mh? But why? I have such a nice thod"
"This… I learned it when I was young, and you might find a bit of trouble focusing if you can feel my emotions"
"I’m sure I’ll be fine, you can send there when you want"
"Alright then"
Hans found himself watching the past of Caelan once again.
He could see an almost deserted training ground with a few old scarecrows,
In the past used as targets for spells.
The falling flakes of snow landed on the ground, accumulating over ti and forming a thin layer of white.
Only two people were standing in the middle of the Gray Square:
One of them was an old man with a thick white beard, while the other was a small kid with white hair.
The old man was holding a little tal bottle, sotis raising it to take a couple of sips out of it.
anwhile, the kid was just waiting in front of him with an excited look on his face.
Hans could tell the kid was Caelan, and he could tell he was younger than in the first mory he had seen.
"Hey Caelan, are you sure this is the right mory?"
Appearing beside him out of nowhere, the man replied:
"Yes, this was the first ti I used the third-tier spell: {winter’s coat}"
"Weren’t you a bit too young to learn third-tier magic?
I an… how old were you in this mory"
"Five"
"That… that’s crazy"
"No, it’s not that crazy, through the blessing of the winter goddess the Frostbanes’s bodies absorb mana from the cold even without any training.
If I had trained more at that ti maybe I could’ve reached the eleventh tier in my lifeti"
"What? There is a tier above the tenth?"
"Yes, there are many more, I have witnessed the strength of a twelfth-tier mage once when I was on a mission for the goddess.
That… creature, did not belong to our world, and I am glad it did because if our world hosted sothing like that I’m sure it would’ve crumbled even before the attack of the beasts."
Hans wanted to know more about that, he wanted to see what he could reach, and he wanted to witness the peak of the mountain he was climbing.
But he had sothing else to do at that mont:
he needed to focus on the matter at hand.
Hans began watching the mories, while Caelan left, saying it was useless for him to stay there.
…
"Gulp.. Gulp…gulp"
The old man chugged down a few sips of the drink inside his tal bottle, before taking a bit of ti to breathe.
"Haaa… that hit the spot"
He said.
Then, his eyes fell on the kid in front of him.
"Oh… right right, it is today…
It’s the day you try the basic veil spell for the first ti."
"Yes!" said the kid all worked up.
He had studied for a few months to learn the spell, and he was proud to show it to his teacher.
The kid began casting, and after a few seconds, the spell was released.
The white-haired kid had disappeared, and only the old man remained on the training ground.
Hans could not even tell what had happened, he could not sense the child’s mana anymore, and he could not even see him, but because he shared his senses, he knew the kid was standing right there.
The old man drank another sip from the bottle before flicking Caelan’s head.
"Hey not that bad kid"
He said, making the child fall on his butt.
"Uh? Hey Caelan, who is the guy in this mory?"
Appearing beside Hans yet again, Caelan replied to him:
"I am afraid I do not rember his na, but he is the first one to have taught magic.
You probably noticed that he is missing an arm.
He was once a powerful mage standing beside my father on the front against the monsters, but after losing his arm, his ability to cast fell rock bottom, and he could not be of any help in the war.
He spent down to his very last penny on drinks and mana stimulants, hoping to forget his pain.
He was the only mage warrior left in the city, so I approached him with a few grams of gold and said I would’ve gifted them to him if he taught the spells of my family.
I don’t know if it was out of pity or to get a couple of extra drinks every month, but he accepted and taught spells when I turned four.
He was supposed to be my teacher for the first few years of my life, but he ended up dying in the wave that destroyed our city.
Anyway, the reason why he managed to see through my spell is because he had mastered it to a higher grade.
The ice spell {winter coat} allows you to do two things:
First of all, hide between ice mana, since ice mana was everywhere in my world, it was a must-learn if I wanted to beco a magic warrior.
It is the spell that allowed to cross a quarter of the continent while unnoticed by the monsters, but at the ti it was already up to the fifth tier.
And secondly, spot anyone hiding with it, that is the reason why he managed to sense so easily because he was still an eight-tier ice mage."
"Does that an that if I learn this no one will be able to notice my and my team’s movents?"
"No, they might notice if you start doing strange things like making loud noises or jumping, but if you walk quietly then yes, no one will be able to hear you.
However, to bring many people the spell needs to reach the fifth tier, so you are better off just escaping alone."
"No, I will make it.
Could you please take to a mory in which you use this spell but fourth tier? and then one where it is up to the fifth tier."
"Sure, if that will help you, just make it quick, I’m trying to sleep forever here"
Hans carefully observed both scenes, focusing on understanding what Caelan was feeling at the ti.
’I can feel it… the way Caelan was thinking, the way he shaped the spell and even the way it felt on his body….
I can feel it all.’
Hans opened his eyes, back in his world.
"I can do it"
He said.
He began casting the spell he had felt with his own senses, and after just a couple of failed attempts, he managed to cast the first veil.
Hans could tell it was too small and thin to cover them all, but he was only getting started:
Approximate ti remaining until tortoises’ movent:
15 min.
"Rember it… the sensation…. The way it felt…"
Hans recalled the way Caelan had cast the fourth-tier {winter’s coat} and tried to do it himself.
Even if it was as if he had already done it once, it was already many tis more difficult, and it took him seven trials before finally reaching that stage…
"Where is Hans?! Has soone seen Hans?!"
Panic began to spread throughout the team, since he was coated with the spell, invisible to the eyes of the others.
He could hear them, but he had no ti to stop and explain the situation, he still needed to reach the fifth tier to ensure they would be able to escape from there.
The third-tier spell had been easy, while the fourth-tier one had been quite tedious to cast, but the fifth-tier, being close to the highest-tier ice spell he could cast, was a nightmare to figure out.
It felt as if he had seen soone solve a difficult problem, even feeling it with his own mind, but when it ca to practice, he could not do it.
His mory was crystal clear, what was lacking was the ability and the habit of doing it.
Humans have an incredible quality called adaptability.
Whenever they discover sothing new, they can quickly adapt to it, but the most difficult part is to discover that sothing.
The way he had to bend the mana and coat it around himself was unusual, and he didn’t have any experience apart from {telekinesis} with that kind of spell.
But after repetitive failed attempts….
He managed to cast it.
Approximate ti remaining until tortoises’ movent:
10 seconds…
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