Chapter 68: The Magicians Trump Cards (1/2)

The scene of an entire village’s worth of frogmen kneeling for her was too much for a young girl of her age, and Eleena looked at the scene in front of her helplessly.

“Hakuna Macroakcroak!”

The frogmen didn’t seem to know that their actions troubled the young girl, and continued to mutter in a language that they couldn’t understand as they worshipped her.

“What are they saying?”

Edward helped up Croakatoa that was about to kneel down too, and asked in confusion.

“O Great Aquatic Lord, we offer you our most sincere worship and respect in gratitude for your protection and your blessings that let us relish in the gifts of the sea. We shall never forget your benevolence, and shall the water be with us always.” Croakatoa translated quickly.

“You said such a long sentence with a few croaks?” Gou Dan felt that something was wrong.

“This only proves that our language is more advanced than yours!” Croakatoa replied with pride. “Kid, I think you’re quite suited to learn our language, why don’t I teach you?”

The players didn’t hesitate in the slightest, and shook their heads at the same time.

At this point, another commotion started in the frogmen again.

“What are they saying?” Edward asked.

Croakatoa listened for a few moments, before his expression became panicked.

“It’s the dry-skinned! They’re rushing down from the mountains!”

Edward looked at the others, realizing that the real deal was about to come.

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Albert was a magician that belonged to the Society of the Secret Eye.

Different than the mage players that were supported by the system, he was a native magician of this world.

The title of magician was far out of reach for commoners, and was much more mysterious than nobles and aristocrats, and many commoners even thought that their position in society was higher than nobles too.

That was the case, after all. A player that could surpass the level of apprentice magician and could become a fully-fledged caster could obtain status equal to a baron.

That being said, it was exceptionally hard to become even stronger for them. In this world that was filled with deities, the position of a regular mage was quite awkward.

Even though magic was mysterious and had an extremely high limit for its power. If learned correctly, casters could emulate many effects of sacred arts, and could even cast ones with even stronger effects.

This point could be seen from the fact that a third of the legendary champions were magicians. (The rest were clerics, and there weren’t any warriors)

But that wasn’t all there was to being a magician.

First of all, potential was extremely important in learning how to cast spells. If a person didn’t have any potential for magic and couldn’t feel the mana in the atmosphere, it was of no use even if they were geniuses.

First of all, the study of magic was extremely profound, and it was difficult to even get started without the help of a mentor. Learning theory and the basics were extremely important, and most could only claim to know magic after three years of practice casting spells and five years of meditation, along with multitudes of magical experiments. These were all indispensable to the discovery of the core of magic, and so it was hard to learn magic if an individual had the talent, but not the brains for it.