142 Another Story: Cursed Lady Speaks Out 03 (2/2)

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Magic can be sucked up. Secure the bow, pull it with a string and converge on the arrow. Repeating the flow over and over makes me accustomed. The flow of magic becomes natural, and the flow path of magic becomes thicker and thicker.

Feel the load on the string pulling the bow. This load is usually similar to the feeling of pulling a bow, but different. Images don't overlap completely. But we could have given it a clearer image if we had come this far.

The bow becomes, the strings tense. The magic arrow points toward the target. The position of pulling the bow has been repeated many times. So the image of Charne gradually becomes clearer.

――――

I had an instinct. I can go, he said. In response, Charne released the arrow.

I can hear the wind cleaving. There was another strange magical sound, different from the one played by the strings.

The bow, the strings melted and disappeared. Because the arrow was the convergence point of magic, and all of that was poured into the arrow.

- And the arrow flew to the rear of the landing strip, which he had installed in the courtyard.

”......”

”Yaba”

Obviously, the sound rang as much as people could hear. Moreover, the earth is decided as it was dug back.

Charne, who had used more than half of his magic if he realized it, is starkly looking at the consequences of what he has done, even though he has been exposed to fatigue.

”- What's all the fuss!?”

You noticed the sound, it was Tomas who popped up. From another, I ran to Priscilla.

And Tomas and Priscilla, who saw the tragedy in the courtyard, rounded their eyes all together. The gaze then concentrates on Charne.

With his gaze poured out by the two of them, Charne moaned and shouted loudly with a small tremor.

”Oh, I'm sorry. Ooh!

”... well, should I say I'm glad I'm not hurt”

After Sharne's apology, he turned the place into a city halon. That's what Tomas said. Priscilla prepares tea as if it were frightening.

Charne sitting on the couch and shrinking in small contrasts with Tilty sitting in a chair unfaithfully.

”Do you mean a bow by magic or even reproduce the structure of a bow and arrow... so that's what happens?

”That's too much magic. Because it was the magic of the structure that allowed the magic to enter so much. But fuel consumption sucks, and it's inefficient.” It has to be done ”is a product. Just so we're clear, it's pointless.”

”Why did you make me do it when it didn't make sense...”

Tomas tells Tilty in a sigh. Tilty included the tea that Priscilla had put in her mouth without looking concerned.

”Because I thought I could do it. That's all.”

”Ha...”

”But isn't that good? Now that's a tip for making demon bows, isn't it?

”Huh?”

”Let me get this straight.” I can do anything I want with magic. If it's about the range of magic you can use. But nobody's going to poke around. Why do you think that is?

”... isn't it because it's inefficient?

Priscilla said as she narrowed her eyes. Sharne, who actually tried it, also agreed. This is too inefficient to be used.

I can do anything with magic, but I don't do anything with magic because it's a waste of magic. And I wonder what it's like to waste magic as a nobleman.

Tilty nodded at Priscilla's reaction. Put back the teacup you had in your hand and combine your hands.

”Yes. So it doesn't make sense, magic is something that should be practical. But there's a difference between giving up and not doing it, and stopping doing it and not doing it.”

”That's... yes”

I think this is what Ennis calls a magical idea, or that magic is academic. ”

”... this is it?

”” Know what's impossible, ”” Know what's inefficient, ”” Know the effect you can get. ”If you say it, it's a formula, to derive the results. You can add or pull it from here later. And optimize and assemble. Disciplines to dismantle or imagine magic, move on, move on.”

Come on, something thin ran on Charne's spine. But my heart feels high.

Charne never thought she was a magical genius. There's so much more up there than me. But that's why ”it doesn't make sense to use the same magic as those people,” he runs around with a sense of reality.

Do the magic that's right for you, for yourself. Someone can teach me, ”Not the magic anyone can use, but the magical pursuit that I want to shape.

(- Oh, shit)

- ”So Lady Anis was able to produce magic props,” Charlene convinced.

”Occasionally, the magic props were born as a result of Anisphere's inability to use magic and yet attempts to deal with it. It's a theory of results.

He said all along, he was just pursuing the magic he wanted. So magic is discipline. It's the way to learn, understand, and go.

So all knowledge makes sense, but it doesn't. The only person who can elect that magic at the end is himself.

Gradually, what Tilty wanted to say became a reality and solidified in Charne. And there was only one wish that was born in her.

(... Demon Bow, I want to make it...)

If magic isn't enough, let's rely on tools. If you can't control people's power alone, you can use tools. That's why it's a magic trick.

Why don't you use the actual bow as a magic catalyst? If you put that together with a dedicated material, what kind of stuff can you do?

- And what can you do if you can see Fenrill's magic stone as an arrow?

Will Charne be aware? It was the face of those who were already fascinated.

Tilty grins lightly at such Charne's expression.

- You've fallen, and this kid.

Magic is a discipline to know magic. The road is wide and deep. Only the number of people walking, there is a magical path.

Magic is the result of individual talent. I can certainly paint magic with sales from others. But that's the last thing I would describe myself.

Until now, this magic had led us all to point in the same direction, to some extent in the form of faith in the Spirit and pride of nobility.

Habits that have been stacked with such nature eventually create a harmonic pressure. It was the anisphere that made the wind hole in the pressure.

A path where we all bury ourselves deeply in our wishes instead of going the same way. Tilty knows that magical exploration is a face-to-face with self.

(I kicked my ass saying I'm sorry for that... but you're welcome for losing your breathless witch mountain habit)

Tilty abandoned the path to magic. Still, those fascinated by magic, especially those fascinated by the Anisphere, wish to fall to the bottom of their exploration.

Tilty hated the way this country was, saying it was a curse to protect him from the Spirit. Because she hated it, she affirms the way Anisphere is.

Because it destroys what Tilty hated above all else. I can't stop laughing at this.

Another man was born who aspired to the bottom of his magical quest. Will you stop consciously, or will you push through?

(It would be better if the unknown became more known. So you can meet the real ”unknown”?

- The cursed lady talks.

Oh, that also resembles a witch whisper.