"Daddy?"
Asuka Karasawa within her dream tilted her head, looking at the tightly shut sliding door before her eyes. The signature sound of her father reciting Buddhist Scriptures transmitted from outside the door. Hearing this, she couldn't help but feel her eye sockets turn sour, sowhat desiring to weep. Seemingly having left Japan and arrived at this unfamiliar world, she never even knew whether her father worried about her.
She groggily approached the sliding door before her eyes. Through that door leaf featuring hollowed-out carvings additionally covered by a layer of white paper, she faintly witnessed her father's shadow ditating outside.
The Jodo Shinshu sect Asuka Karasawa's family adhered to didn't require shaving heads. Monks couldn't uniquely drink alcohol and eat at, but additionally marry and have children; Asuka Karasawa was birthed precisely in this manner. The monks here advocated "Invoking the Buddha's Na, Other-Power Original Vow", believing attaining Buddhahood required the Buddha's aid. Actually, it lowered the threshold for ordinary people reciting Buddhist Scriptures and forging benevolent karmic consequences. It was exceedingly popular within the Japanese society Asuka Karasawa lived in, thus possessing not a few believers.
"Asuka..."
Outside the door, her father's gentle voice transmitted slowly. Asuka Karasawa blankly stayed before that sliding door, seemingly separated from the father she yearned for by uniquely a single door,
"Daddy! I... I am presently not in Japan anymore, I am presently in another world... I am fine. Although still highly unaccustod to everything here, nurous people care for greatly. In Japan I couldn't execute anything properly, but Teacher Fisher stated I exceptionally possessed talent for Magic. I am presently studying Magic... Teacher Fisher is an extrely amicable person I t in this world, Magic is precisely..."
Asuka Karasawa hurriedly arrived before that sliding door, extending her hand desiring to slide open the sliding door of her boudoir. Yet after exerting force, she solely then discovered the un-lockable sliding door of her room appeared as heavy as ten thousand catties at this mont; regardless of how she exerted force, it remained entirely Motionless.
"Eh... why, won't open?"
Asuka Karasawa flusteredly pulled at this door leaf. Outside the boudoir, the temple incense of the Senju Temple transmitted slowly. That ethereal and distant Wooden Fish sound went un-severed for a long while. Yet for so unknown reason, the more she maintained the action of opening the door, the more irritated Asuka Karasawa's brain beca. Consequently, her action of opening the door grew increasingly forceful.
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Open the door! I am inside wu wu wu..."
Outside the door, the shadow of Asuka Karasawa's father grew increasingly distinct. His gentle voice finally ceased reciting Buddhist Scriptures.
He looked at Asuka Karasawa within the door, his shadow growing slightly closer. He stated,
"Asuka..."
"Don't open the door!"
Amidst the dense thicket, Asuka Karasawa fiercely opened her eyes. Her breathing seemingly abruptly halted in the previous mont, not until she sobered up did she recover.
"Karasawa, you awoke?"
"Teacher Fisher?"
Asuka Karasawa's entire body was covered in cold sweat. She looked wearily toward her side, uniquely witnessing Fisher having inexplicably squatted beside her since unknown when, ticulously examining her condition,
"Seemingly you additionally fell for the previous illusion. The body of an ordinary human is excessively frail, your condition is identically poor, how do you feel presently?"
"...I seemingly experienced a dream."
"Dreamt of what?"
Asuka Karasawa opened her mouth, pondering for an exceedingly long, long ti, solely then sluggishly shaking her head and replying,
"I seemingly forgot..."
"...Highly likely you fainted prior to even experiencing the illusion, but it is fine as long as there is no major issue. Are you still able to rise?"
"Mm."
Asuka Karasawa rubbed her head. Not until sitting up did her condition warm up bit by bit. She uniquely then abruptly rembered how she was brought out by the self-assertive Angel Helaire and how she was irresponsibly tossed here by her,
"Right! Angel Helaire! That scoundrel! She abandoned here completely alone, even uttering sothing like adults fighting, children shouldn't interfere, asking to arrange flowers here by myself for amusent... hateful ah, I don't even know what she brought out for?!"
Fisher sowhat amusedly watched this girl returning to her senses, her mouth brimming with "baka" hotown dialects before his eyes. He montarily failed to interrupt the sowhat bristling her, uniquely smilingly stating,
"Sounds akin to matters she would execute. Are you capable of walking presently? We aren't far from the Phoenix Race's encampnt, best we return quickly."
"Ah, I'm fine, I can walk presently."
Asuka Karasawa completely lacked any external injuries, purely seemingly having rely been collaterally affected by the illusion targeting Fisher previously. Presently she hopped and skipped, imdiately rising, appearing exceptionally energetic.
She rubbed her head, walking back following Fisher. Unknown whether due to dreaming of sothing previously within her dream stimulating her thirst for knowledge, she sought guidance regarding even more matters from Fisher along the path.
Actually for beginners, mastering one or two Circle Heads is optimal. Because seemingly among all components of a Magic, Circle Heads are the most diverse, highly capable of attracting beginners' attention, consequently rendering them easily disregarding the importance of Main Rings and Sub Rings. And these two points are invariably the true puzzles troubling Magicians most.
"Therefore, presently it is best you first practice a single Circle Head Magic, clarifying the conceptual structure of Main Rings, Sub Rings alongside Magic... Wind Magic is fairly decent. Afterwards I will provide you with several Magic blueprints, you'll progress extrely rapidly practicing according to them."
"Mm-hmm... I am uniquely still slightly curious regarding Circle Heads. Take a look ah, Teacher Fisher, this Circle Head 【Wind】 seemingly can be directly denoted. Equivalent items like stone, water currents ought to additionally be permissible. Aside from these, concepts seemingly identically can be denoted, yet I find myself sowhat perplexed regarding these concepts. Does Teacher Fisher know how to specifically denote these concepts?"
Walking and walking, Fisher stalled montarily. Actually this was identically a problem he was currently contemplating, however he perhaps had already obtained a tiny bit of an answer; inspiration obtained from Helaire's words just now.
她 stated Magic is actually a 【Neither One Nor The Other】; then conversely speaking, Magic invariably possesses the characteristics of two natures simultaneously.
Then can the items denoted by Circle Heads be explained utilizing the theory of Order呢?
"Presently there currently exist entirely five deities. They respectively are Ouyun constructing Rules of Matter, Anabatos constructing Destiny Rules, Dagon constructing Rules of the Crevice and Souls, Ramastia constructing Life Rules, as well as the unconscious Hela constructing Death Rules. The Circle Heads most utilized by Magicians universally apply to Ouyun's Rules of Matter, next Ramastia's Life Rules, whereas the rest..."
Speaking and speaking, Fisher realized the Soul Circle Head Magic he previously discovered seemingly was to a certain degree applied upon the Rules formulated by Dagon, yet Soul Magic had never been discovered by Magicians...
He was abruptly inspired by Asuka Karasawa toward an entirely new train of thought. Magic of Soul, Matter, and Life had already been dabbled in more or less; then what regarding Magic of Death and Destiny?
Renee previously stated, Destiny is 【Rules based upon Ti and Space】. Both these Circle Heads exist within Magic, yet uniquely lack Magic denoting Destiny. Could it be Destiny is incapable of being denoted independently, therefore being partitioned into two concepts?
He stroked his chin, montarily failing to conceptualize a specific answer and train of thought. Yet regarding Magic of the 【Death】 Circle Head, could he attempt formulating it?
"Karasawa, you are truly a born Magician. Your sensitivity toward Magic surpasses my imagination."
Feeling his train of thought instantaneously broadening, even Fisher couldn't help but be astonished by Asuka Karasawa's staggering Magic sensitivity. He heaved a sigh, feeling quite akin to "the rear waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves", yet invariably sincerely praising her thus...
Oh, incorrect. Originally observing according to ti, the ti Asuka Karasawa appeared invariably predated himself by millennia. However presently she remained rely a child, therefore uttering this sentence seemingly posed no issue?
Fisher ceased tangling over such aningless ti paradoxes, gifting the praise Teacher Helson gave him upon their first conversation to Asuka Karasawa.
Hearing this, Asuka Karasawa pursed her lips, her eyes instantaneously brightening. She stealthily pinched the hem of her skirt, suppressing increasingly brisk footsteps while additionally rubbing her head, smiling embarrassedly,
"I... I'm identically not that aweso la, he he, this is additionally my first ti being praised by a teacher."
"How did your previous teachers evaluate you?"
Asuka Karasawa's delighted expression stalled slightly. Subsequently, coughing a single sound and placing hands on hips, she seemingly imitated the image of a massive belly. She pinched her voice stating,
"'I wholly don't know whether you are executing math problems or English problems. Do you desire to invent a new discipline, who knows you might even break the tradition of the Nobel Prize lacking a mathematics prize呢?'"
"..."
After finishing speaking, Asuka Karasawa identically smilingly looked at the Fisher beside her, yet uniquely witnessing him looking at her expressionlessly, completely lacking the slightest intention of being amused, because he utterly couldn't comprehend what Asuka Karasawa was stating.
This instantaneously rendered her so embarrassed her toes dug into the earth. Complexion stiff, she blushingly retracted her head, laughing drily,
"Haha, why must I utilize my humor upon otherworlders呢, haha..."
"...We are almost arrived."
Fisher silently glossed over this topic, exclusively then preserving her from drilling into crevices in the ground.
Not long after, they additionally traversed the jungle anew, returning to that place where Gou Wen and that cohort of Royal Capital Envoys originated conflict previously. However having experienced a single earthquake, Fisher had already completely failed to recognize exactly what this place originally looked like.
rely due to there being nurous people here. Nekelia alongside her elder brother, as well as little Nephiramui were invariably here. Those several Royal Envoys pitiably shrank in the corner, watching the Phoenixes lead away all the slaves they obtained from other Elf monarchs, daring to be enraged yet not daring to speak. After all, the clothes of their boss had rely just been blasted into nothingness by Fisher's single leaf.
Witnessing those several exceedingly tall Phoenix Races, Fisher additionally recalled the thod for entering the Mythic Rank Helaire told him previously.
He required attaining the peak of Thirteenth-Tier himself first, and subsequently rely needed utilizing the sigil Renee gave him for the Holy Grail to infinitely multiply desires to enter the Mythic Rank.
Then, without even needing to think, to enter the Thirteenth-Tier he either read Erwind's Life Completion Manual, or continued relying on researching Demi-Human Girls...
Fisher chose the path spanning the two. Executing both concurrently; uniquely choosing either one independently either boded excessively colossal risks, or yielded excessively low results, both of which he found difficult to accept.
Consequently after settling on an idea, Fisher uttered a sentence of apology to Renee residing at the bottom of his heart once anew, shifting his gaze anew onto that tall-statured, beautifully-complexioned Nekelia.
The Phoenix Race constituted the species of the World-Ending Prophecy, and additionally was the Royal Choice Sequence. The rewards obtained vastly exceeded other ordinary Demi-human Races. Previously Valentiina basically entirely failed to transform into a Phoenix, consequently he lacked an opportunity for research; observing presently, it constituted precisely an excellent opportunity.
Wait, utilizing Nekelia to increase the Phoenix Race research progress originally belonging to Valentiina, shouldn't he utter an apology to Valentiina rather than Renee呢?
"Mikhail, Mikhail! Persevere! Hey!"
Right while Fisher desired to first bind Nekelia montarily, striving to first supplent the Phoenix Race's research progress, amidst the incomparably chaotic grounds, Fisher's sharp ears heard Gou Wen's anxious voice. The Asuka Karasawa beside him seemingly identically heard it, hurriedly patting Fisher's shoulder and pointing towards a direction to remind,
"Teacher Fisher, Mr. Gou Wen and Mr. Mikhail are over there, Angel Helaire is identically present!"
Fisher looked toward that direction. First entering his eyes was the back of that fellow Helaire, subsequently followed by Mikhail lying upon the ground continuously twitching alongside Gou Wen squatting beside him, seemingly currently implenting treatnt.
Witnessing the circumstances over there being amiss, Fisher and Asuka Karasawa rushed over. Only upon approaching closer did they discover Mikhail wasn't twitching, but rather firmly imprisoned by Helaire's rings of morning light. He kept on struggling, therefore from afar it distinctly resembled twitching.
At this mont the two eyeballs of Mikhail constantly trembled chaotically within their sockets, irregularly shaking invariably. His gaze was scattered and empty, yet his expression maintained a naive smile, seemingly having witnessed sothing beautiful, invariably employing his hotown dialect murmuring,
"Snow, Mama, quickly co look ah, it's snowing!"
Asuka Karasawa pursed her lips. After all, viewing Mikhail's mature face brimming with frost in his forties uttering such words was exceptionally exceptionally incongruous. And such incongruity was precisely the direct terror others experienced toward ntal illnesses. She couldn't help but hide behind Fisher, sowhat fearing looking at Mikhail continuously struggling while lying down.
Fisher identically narrowed his eyes. He looked at Mikhail's connected Prosthetic Eye alongside the right arm invariably emitting dangerous radiance at this mont. He twisted his head to look at Helaire, yet discovered she crossed her arms, expression invariably relaxed,
"This is that what he ntioned..."
"Cyberpsychosis? Ought to be regarded as such, but compared to when he previously arrived it's already quite a bit better. Lord Michael already provided an omnipotent treatnt thod previously; as long as he doesn't continue utilizing these embedded Prosthetic Bodies he definitively won't suffer an episode. Towards such an illness Gou Wen cannot aid him, uniquely waiting for him to stabilize himself. Presently his Prosthetic Bodies identically cannot be roughly unequipped, those Prosthetic Bodies have already firmly linked his nerves. Exclusively Lord Michael dared to directly operate thus and succeeded..."
Fisher opened his mouth no further, uniquely capable of watching Mikhail continue exhibiting his episode upon the ground, conveniently slightly blocking the line of sight of Asuka Karasawa behind him.
Conversely the Helaire beside him seemingly abruptly recalled an interesting matter. She turned her head with quite a bit of gossipiness to look at Fisher and Asuka Karasawa, whispering,
"Speaking of this, you guys don't know, when he just arrived at the Sanctuary he suffered a severe fit of madness, identically resembling presently, unknown what he saw... at that ti Lord Michael brought him back to the forging room, and then he seemingly mistook Lord Michael for his own wife..."
"Ai ai ai ai ai!"
Fisher stared blankly slightly, having yet to react, whereas the Asuka Karasawa behind him had already astonishingly poked out half her head. Unknown whether the fire of gossip was ignited, resulting in her hurriedly pursuing questions to the Helaire before her eyes,
"And then? And then?"
Helaire spread her hands, smiling 'hei hei' while shaking her head,
"Who could know what happened subsequently? Back then he was brought back to the Fifth Heaven alone by Lord Michael. I rely identically heard it when Lord Michael departed, even witnessing him caressing Lord Michael's face... although the mont he touched it Mikhail's right hand was forcefully unequipped by Lord Michael. But who can know呢, Lord Michael is a completely neutral Angel, everything is possible ya. Naturally identically possible absolutely nothing occurred between them, Lord Michael purely held a tiny bit of interest regarding his techniques... after all, Lord Michael's temper is highly bizarre~"
Fisher didn't evaluate. Perhaps he indeed wasn't desiring to say nothing, rely failed to express his opinions in ti and nothing more.
Because for so unknown reason, seemingly right as their topic over here uniquely just ntioned Michael, the episodic Mikhail over there abruptly kicked his legs and lost consciousness, completely quieting down.
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