"Of course; there's already a place prepared. Let's go."
The director replied in a calm and serious tone. At that mont, a powerful flash filled the room, and with it, everyone vanished from the eting room. Everyone reappeared in a beautiful valley surrounded by enormous mountains where nothing could be seen but a gorgeous green lawn stretching as far as the eye could see.
Due to the sudden teleportation, Erik was caught off guard and nearly fell, as he had been writing intently. When he steadied himself on the ground, he couldn't help but send a resentful glance at the director, while Seraphina handed him his notebook and pen that had fallen to the ground, which he stored in his storage ring.
The director smiled slightly as he looked at the annoyed Erik. He felt how the Myst of the place 'got angry' and refused to fall under his control, almost like a resentful mother throwing a tantrum for having bothered her little baby.
"Well, Erik, this place is all yours to show a couple of spells." Thalia, who was beside the director, comnted with a slight smile on her face and a hint of anticipation in her expression as she looked at the star-haired boy.
Thalia genuinely felt so anticipation about what Erik was going to show today. After all, he had already displayed impressive feats in the duel that had taken place not long ago. Sothing she now knew was that Erik had not given it his all, since he had not shown that exquisite connection with the Myst that she had witnessed in her private room, a spectacle she would love to see again.
"A spell?" Upon hearing the redhead's words, Erik couldn't help but ask in a low voice as he turned to look at his masters, a bit confused.
"Just show them a bit of your 'WarSigil' project." Sigrún comnted cheerfully, with a slightly playful smile on her face that couldn't hide her pride and her evident desire to show off.
"WarSigil? Not MystFra?"
Upon hearing Sigrún, Erik couldn't help but ask, sowhat confused. After all, when it ca to showing off, as his master evidently wanted, there was sothing much more 'impressive.' But Sigrún shook her head and comnted with a mysterious smile.
"No, WarSigil is more than enough."
"Okay."
Erik nodded while everyone except Eleonora, Sigrún, and Seraphina wondered what those strange nas referred to. The truth was that, being a good engineer, Erik liked to give cool nas to his projects, to the point where he spent more ti than he was willing to admit choosing them.
As for the MystFra project, it referred to his endeavor to develop rune circles, which his masters had joined so ti ago, though without much progress to date. Despite Erik having developed several more rune circles and his masters trying countless ways to reverse-engineer them, there had been no luck; each rune circle seed an impossible puzzle that only Erik could solve with the help of his absurd intuition.
Because of that, the MystFra project was almost at a standstill, advancing at such a slow pace that it was demoralizing for Erik. Therefore, Erik was forced to look for other options to solve his problem of lack of affinities. He then thought of resuming one of his projects that was based on sothing with a solid theoretical foundation and ample developnt and testing ti.
The first project Erik undertook to increase his efficiency with elental spells was his [WarSigil] project, which was about developing combat applications of the runic-geotric refinent developed by his master Eleonora—a project he set aside when he started MystFra.
Erik's idea with WarSigil was to take advantage of the great efficiency that geotric-runic refining achieved and apply it to combat, with the goal of reducing the cost of his elental spells. Although he made good progress and really achieved several interesting applications. Not long after, he realized that as soon as his combat applications beca popular, he would return to the starting point and once again spend more mana than mana users with the respective affinity to an elental spell.
Because of this, Erik began studying ways to utilize his greatest advantage—his connection with the Myst—to nullify his disadvantages. He sought to create sothing that used the Myst as a central part of its structure rather than externally, like current magical systems, which ultimately led to the rune circles, or, in other words, the MystFra project.
Thanks to his return to his WarSigil project, his masters were now able to help him more actively, where he developed different combinations of combat-oriented magic circles and runes. They helped him discover weak points and develop the theory behind them, and had even already started writing the academic papers about it.
...
Upon hearing Erik's response, everyone present turned to look at him with a bit of anticipation, waiting for what he was going to do, while he casually extended his hand. This small action seed to trigger a massive reaction in the Myst, which gathered in large quantities around him, greatly surprising Jessica, who was seeing for the first ti soone so young with such a deep connection to the Myst.
Not long after Erik extended his hand, an exquisite magic circle typical of sacred geotry ford in front of him, which was instantly surrounded by different runes functioning as microcontrollers. They recycled part of the mana that was usually lost, greatly reducing the mana expenditure needed to create the spell, and provided more precise control over it—an extra benefit that the group of masters and disciple had discovered along the way.
Once the runic-geotric circle was fully ford, which took only fractions of a second, a deep red fireball the size of a basketball materialized at its center. It shot out at blinding speed monts later, traversing several kiloters in an instant, ultimately crashing into the ground.
The mont the fireball struck the ground, it emitted a powerful flash of light, followed by a massive ball of fire and gases that expanded in all directions. Simultaneously, the ground shook violently, and a brutal shockwave burst forth, compressing the air around it and generating a white mist that shrouded the explosion for a few monts.
A few seconds later, the group heard the deafening sound of the explosion, which resembled a prolonged thunderclap, as they were hit by the shockwave. At the site of the explosion, a huge column of smoke rose into the sky.
Seeing the brutal destruction caused by a 'simple fireball', Erik couldn't help but marvel once more at how impressive magic was, even though it was a scene he had witnessed thousands of tis. After all, that power was comparable to an explosive warhead in his past life, and he could release dozens of those fireballs without much difficulty, which basically turned him into a strategic bomber on legs.
For her part, Jessica couldn't help but look at Erik with surprise written all over her face. Although the power of Erik's spell was nothing extraordinary, his mana expenditure was. After all, it hardly differed from that of soone with a fire affinity—practically the sa, perhaps even a bit less—which was undoubtedly insane in terms of efficiency. Normally, a person without the corresponding affinity would spend twice the mana of soone with it.
Similarly, Adrian and Thalia stared absolutely stunned at the magic circle surrounded by runes fading in the air. Great geniuses and talented researchers from all over the galaxy had spent millennia searching for ways to apply runic-geotric refinent to combat spells, but until now, they hadn't achieved anything. Yet, as if mocking all the work of those geniuses, they were now witnessing a perfectly functional application being carried out by a young Ascended-level disciple of only 30 years.
"Master Eleonora has truly taken another great step; the galaxy will be turned upside down when this great advancent becos known."
After recovering from the surprise, Jessica turned to Eleonora and genuinely congratulated her with an elegant smile. To her surprise, the mother of runic-geotric refinent gently shook her head, then comnted in a serious tone, while a proud smile settled on her face.
"I wouldn't dare take my disciple's credit for myself."
Upon hearing the shocking statent, Jessica's eyes widened in surprise. She turned to look at Erik, who seed to be deep in thought with a hand on his chin, then looked back at Eleonora and asked, full of incredulity.
"Your disciple managed to develop that on his own?"
"Of course. Erik is my first disciple, after all; sothing like this is the least to expect."
Sigrún responded with elegance as she stepped forward, placing a hand on her beloved disciple's shoulder. A proud, arrogant smile graced her face, drawing a collective roll of eyes from everyone present. Inwardly, however, they couldn't help but feel envious of the blonde troublemaker. After all, having such a disciple was every mana user's dream. Just then, Eleonora stepped forward, resting her hand on Erik's other shoulder and adding her own 'graceful' comnt.
"That's certainly the case. Our Erik has long been seeking ways to overco his disadvantage when using elental spells. Although his communion with the Myst prevents him from running out of mana, the more powerful spells are beyond his reach because they require more mana than he can produce at his level. And this is just one of his first achievents."
"Communion with the Myst...?"
Though it was obvious that Eleonora was 'humbly bragging', Jessica couldn't help but exclaim softly, absolutely stunned, as she closely studied the pensive, star-haired boy. After all, she had just heard that a 30-year-old youngster had managed to master a Master-level technique that many at that level couldn't grasp.
(What kind of monster are these two troublemakers raising...?)
"It's truly amazing, though even more astounding is where he finds the ti. Right now, his inventions are spreading across the galaxy, and now he's going to turn it upside down with this..."
While Jessica was lost in her thoughts, Adrian comnted softly, and Thalia nodded in total agreent. Without a doubt, that boy was more monstrous than his monstrous masters combined.
"Well, Master Jessica, what do you think of our Erik?" the director asked with a small, inscrutable smile, pulling Jessica out of her reverie. But just as she was about to respond, an angry female voice interjected.
"'Our'?" Sigrún looked incredibly angry at the director, standing protectively in front of Erik as she added, full of vigilance.
"That sounds like too many people; he's mine and Eleonora's, and no one else's."
"Hehehe, don't be like that; Erik is part of our Arcane Order, so he's one of us." Thalia comnted with a mocking smile, watching Sigrún act like a mama cat protecting her kitten.
"Stay out of it, Thalia; it's none of your business." Sigrún retorted irritably, shooting Thalia a blank stare. Thalia couldn't help but laugh genuinely, thoroughly amused.
"Hahahahaha"
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