Chapter 18 - The First Spell (1/2)

”That's the spirit, boy.” Zak got up from his chair, looked at Margaret and said.

”We're off to the site, bring us this.” Zak left the hall, gesturing for Evan to follow him.

The young man left the room just as quickly.

Left alone, Margaret looked at the maids and calmly said: ”Cleaning up!”

The girls quickly began to clean the table where there was a pile of empty plates, many glasses and jugs.

Margaret was not going to help them. She simply left the room and went to the underground floor, where Evan had previously ”Created”.

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”Commander Zak, if I'm about to learn my first spell, doesn't that mean you know what my Class is?”

Evan didn't quite understand how Zak could talk about spells if it wasn't yet known what type of magic Evan had a greater predisposition to.

”Evan, I don't know what type of magic suits you best. As I said before you can find out at the Academy of Magic, I hope you remember what I told you. Even if it's not your type of magic, you can still use it.”

Even though Zak had tried to explain everything as thoroughly as possible Evan still had some questions. You could see it in the look on his face. So Zak decided to approach the matter from a different angle.

”Okay, let me put it another way. If you don't go to the Academy of Magic, you can find out what type you're most prone to on your own. But that's a very long and painful thing to do. After all, you will need three spells of the same level. You will have to practice using each of them for at least three months. Only after that will you be able to compare results and then figure everything out.”

Zak hoped that at least now he had managed to explain everything to Evan.

Evan kept silent for a while. He thought about the information he had just obtained.

The young man nodded and asked a clarifying question: ”All magicians can use each type of spell, but they do not do so because of their low effectiveness. So now I will be learning my first spell for experience, right?”

Zak smiled and nodded positively.

”Theory is good, of course, but you learn things much faster in practice. While Margaret's not here yet, I'll give you a little master class.”

Whoosh.

Zak extended his hand forward and a small, round blob of flame appeared in his palm.

”It's a level zero spell, Fireball, pretty easy to use. And it's not hard to learn, but look at the effect.”

Whoosh.

Zak swung his hand and sent a blob of flame straight at the nearest, wooden dummy.

Evan was surprised by what he saw and the only word that came to his mind was, ”Weakly...”

Zak wasn't offended by that, but just laughed out loud, ”AHAHAHA, you're absolutely right. It's just stuff, not damage.”

There was virtually nothing wrong with the dummy. Except for a small black spot at the point of impact. Nothing else had happened.

Of course, if Zak had used more mana there wouldn't have been a trace left of the dummy. It was just too inefficient and costly for an Amplifier like him.

Evan didn't understand why Zak was so excited, but it was quickly explained to him.

”As you can see because I'm an Amplifier and used a spell based on Creation Magic, the efficiency was just terrible. Now look at the difference.”

Zak picked up his most common sword and walked closer to the already metal and clearly very sturdy dummy.

Whoosh.

The sword burst into a bright flame and the temperature multiplied in an instant. Evan felt like he was next to a huge bonfire that could burn anything.

Zak raised his sword up and made a diagonal swing at the dummy in one swift motion.

As a result, the top part of the dummy fell to the ground. And at the site of the cut, the metal, red-hot from the incredible temperature, was still bubbling.

”You see it. That's the difference between when you use your type of magic and when you don't have a predisposition to it.” Zak removed the flame and returned the sword to the rack.

<It`s unbelievable power, all because the right type of magic was used>. Evan drew certain conclusions from this demonstration. He began to delve deeper and deeper into how magic worked in this world.

Zak didn't distract him. He simply began to do the exercises as in his routine training.