Contrary to popular belief, the amount of magic a mage possesses does not vary greatly from person to person.
Because magic is a form of absorbing natureâs magic, refining and purifying it, and then releasing it.
The reason why a mageâs body, unlike a knightâs body, is weak and tires easily is for this very reason.
And what can handle that purification is a circle. Maybe you can call it a type of filter with a âchannelâ capability?
This is the reason why a mage with more circles can use stronger spells than a mage with less.
âThat is why the flow of magic and its density are normally limited without a circleâ¦â
However, Dane was different.
He possesses an entirely different density of magic and magic flow from normal people.
And what if he were to form a circle on top of all that? Then his dense magic would be compressed even further and refined enabling him to use even stronger spells.
In normal cases, the circle would not be able to withstand the magicâs density or pressure and burst.
However, Dane was different.
Because his affinity for magic was high.
And extremely so.
The amount of magic his body can absorb and utilize is already on another level.
In Daneâs case, his amount is far greater than any mage Cidrane has ever seen until now.
âBut whyâ¦â
Why does he not have a circle?
Cidrane soon realized.
Those eye-catching cores that draw out oneâs magic.
Two mana cores were situated roughly around Daneâs heart.
âWh-what did you form mana cores for?!â
Cidrane screamed in shock.
Dane furrowed his brows and responded, âWas I not supposed to?â
âOf course not! When you have such crazy dense mana, were you really thinking of swinging some weapon around?! How ridiculous!â
Cidrane raised his voice out of frustration.
âWhen you have such unbelievable density and magic flow, you went and formed a core and not a circle?? Youâre renouncing your talent with your own hands!â
Dane tilted his head at that statement.
âCanât I just use both of them?â
From what point should he even start so he can explain this, thought Cidrane.
Maybe why a âmagic swordsmanâ lifespan is so short would be a good start?
Or why âmagic swordsmanâ is synonymous with a noncommittal expression?
Or⦠how Cidrane thought Dane was a genius but he was actually an idiot?
âYou really think you can?â
âYes.â
Dane was so confident that Cidrane was in utter disbelief.
And that is why Cidrane had asked if he thought he could.
âCores and circles interfere with each other. Thatâs the law. When the magic that has been compressed within a core is transmitted to the circle, if the circle is unable to handle it, it could burst!â
It was a predetermined law of sorts.
And that is why the lifespan of a magic swordsman is short.
In exchange for receiving both magic and physical abilities simultaneously, they end their lives in a blaze of glory.
If you were to analyze a magic swordsmanâs corpse, you would see that the paths in the body along which magic flows would be torn and a complete mess.
In other words, according to what Cidrane said, Dane could no longer form a magic circle.
âSuch a waste of talent! A waste!â
No matter how ill-tempered Cidrane was, as a mage, he did not look down on warriors who could use cold, hard weapons.
However, from the point of view of a mage, he could only feel it was a waste.
He thought that if he, himself, had such talent,
Then he would have been able to approach the realm of 9-chain by now.
He felt so frustrated, he was going to go crazy.
Cidrane was about to pound his chest out of frustration when at that momentâ¦
âIs it really impossible to use magic without a circle?â
âOf course itâs impossââ
Cidrane paused all of a sudden.
ââ¦While it is theoretically possible, itâs closer to being impossible. How are you going to be able to use spells that require purified magic without a circleâs refinementâ
In Cidraneâs eyes, it was impossible.
It was not as if no one had ever tried it before.
However, most of them failed.
âThen, shall I try it?â
âWhat did you say?â
âIâll try it without a circle.â
What bullshit is this kid saying?
âWell, not that Iâve tried this even once.â
At the sudden sound, Cidrane doubted his ears.
ââ¦â¦.â
What is this crazy boy doing?
Whether he does it or not.
Dane repeated the code arrangement for a spell he had just recalled over and over and drew upon the magic from within himself.
And at that moment he spread his palmâ¦
Woooooosh!
A burning fireball appeared out of thin air.
It was a basic 1-chain level spell.
However, this kid doesnât have a circle.
So how in the world?
âOh, it worked.â
Dane smiled widely as Cidrane looked on.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Cidrane let his jaw drop in shock.
âJ-just how did you?â
Neither had he forcibly created a circle.
So just how was he able to manipulate this subtle magic without a single circleâ¦
âThis⦠this is unbelievableâ¦â
âShall I try it again?â
Dane let his magic disperse and dispel the fireball and shortly after unleashed another spell.
Voooosh!
A thin magic curtain unfolded before Daneâs eyes.
It was a 1-chain circle shield spell that could block physical damage.
Cidrane wanted to faint.
A kid without a circle used magic?
And used it on the spot?
âWow, this works too.â
Cidrane watched the kid who was mumbling to himself excitedly and thought to himself.
A circle.
A type of vessel that refines magic power.
The power and grade of a spell are determined by the purity of the magic used.
For example, a 5-chain teleport spell is normally one that can be used by magic that has been purified by 5 circles.
And that is why that fireball, which requires refinement at least once to be used, should be impossible to use without a circleâ¦
âMy sister Arabella has said that my affinity for magic is overwhelmingly high compared to other people. Maybe that is the reason?â
Ah.
Cidrane realized at that moment.
This kid must beâ¦
Someone with overwhelming âtalentâ.
So this is what overwhelming âtalentâ is.
âHahahaâ¦â
Cidrane let out another hollow laugh.
An affinity for innate magic power.
And thanks to that, an incomparably pure and dense magic.
On top of thatâ
Such blatant use of magic without the use of a circle and without showing any signs of fatigue.
This boy was the real deal.
Cidrane felt harried thinking he had finally found the disciple he had been looking for.
âWould you consider becoming my disciple?â
I already knew my affinity for magic was high at a young age because I could not only wield magic like Arabella, but I had already formed a magic core by the age of three.
And that was why I had been able to breathe and move freely within the Forest of the Last Days without any problems.
The Forest of the Last Days where someone with strong breathing techniques like Mother would still find it difficult to stay in for too long.
The act of absorbing magic and releasing it again to allow me to stay there without issues for hours was an absolutely natural act for me.
However, past that, ânowâ was the first time I had learned that my magic was dense and pure or that I was capable of effortlessly using magic without a circle.
âOh this really works.â
I was actually pretty surprised.
I had been trying to figure out how to form a circle after I formed my mana cores.
However, I managed to resolve that more easily than I had thought.
If it was difficult for me to form a circle, I would just not form one and use magic without it.
Because my magic was already pure and dense without a circle.
And it seems that concept is an earth-shattering one.
Given how this head of a magic tower had given up all pretense of composure and was chasing me around.
âWait! Wait a moment! Letâs have a talk!â
Actually, the reason I had been unable to feel the weight of what âbeing incredibleâ means is due to Arabellaâs constant praise.
I heard from when I was a child about how she knew I would be able to do something since I was a genius.
Well, from Arabellaâs perspective, I suppose she would have felt that it all made sense.
Since she, herself, was a genius.
âI said letâs have a talk!â
âItâs time for bed.â
âItâs broad daylight. What are you going to bed for?!â
Ah. This man was persistent, for sure.
I had told him in no uncertain terms I would not.
I quickened my pace.
However, just as I was to speed up, that mage unexpectedly appeared right before me.
âHoo hoo. Did you see that? That was an acceleration spell. It is a spell that temporarily accelerates your body. If you become my disciple, youâd be able to learn this and learn even more powerful spellsâ¦â
I poured all my magic into my legs and took off.
A chase began suddenly.
âOh dear. Isnât that person the one who was poisoned by eating red-nosed mushrooms? Why is he chasing the young master?â
âWasnât he a mage?â
âA mage was poisoned from eating red-nosed mushrooms? Wouldnât that make him a fool?â
Amid all the residents of Fatherâs territory, that is.
âThis is gravity magic! If you use it below your feet you can feel like youâre flying through the sky! What do you think? Do you find it interesting?â
âArabellaâs already told me all about it.â
ââ¦â¦â
While I was running away from him, I was unable to shake Cidrane.
Come on. If you become the head of a magic tower, any number of people would want to become your disciple. So why are you doing this to me?
âYou absolutely have to become a mage! Letting that talent go to waste would be a crime. A crime! And should you learn from me, Cidrane Gauss, the head of the Nixion Magic Tower, then⦠Urk!â
Cidrane suddenly fell and rolled around on the ground. However, he seemed determined because he immediately got up and chased after me.
What a pain.
Are all mages like this?
âHuff. Hufff.â
But soon Cidrane had to stop to catch his breath in one place, fatigued.
It was clear that due to the magic reflux, he was unable to use his magic anymore.
âDamn, if it wasnât for this magic refluxâ¦â
âYou would be better off heading back to rest.â
âHm. But that doesnât mean Iâm out of options!â
Cidrane took out what looked to be a feather from his clothes. The feather burst into flames and Cidraneâs body rose and began floating.
It was an artifact.
Tsssss.
After going afloat, Cidrane approaching me was the very definition of fear.
âAhaha. What do you think? I could provide you with these kinds of artifacts for free! If you become my disciple, that is!â
I had no moves left.
I could not draw my sword on a patient. I could not use my fists on him. I could only handle him gently at this point.
Maybe I could try using wind magic?
After drawing up my magic, I arranged a code for a wind spell.
The moment I released it from my handsâ
Wooooosh!
A strong wind blew toward Cidrane, who was floating in the air and pushed him away.
Instantly, I could feel my magic drain away.
But the spell somehow finished casting fine.
âOh my!â
Exclaimed Cidrane because he had fallen right on his buttocks on the ground.
He will probably give up now, right?
âWhat in the world⦠wind magic too?!â
Oh goodness.
âYou really have⦠incredible talent!â
âEven so, I wonât become your disciple.â
âIâm going to make sure you do!â
What. Is this old geezer going to kick the bucket if he cannot make me his disciple?
âDo you know how to use 2-chain magic? Will you try it?â
âI donât know the code so I canât use it.â
âYou, you you you you! With such genius talent, why donât you know the code for simple 2-chain spells?!â
Simple, huh?
Of course I would not know.
Because I did not ask Arabella.
And who would have known I could use magic in this manner?
âHaha, I didnât realize you had gotten so close to my son already.â
At that moment, I heard the voice of a savior.
It was Father.
âOh look, the Count is here.â
âHow can he look so grand even though heâs older now?â
âBecause heâs the count! Our count is probably the most magnificent out of all the nobles in the empire!â
âBut I heard Duke Thermion over in the capital is quite handsome, himself. Everyone who saw him last time kept talking about it!â
Father appeared in the midst of all the amusing chatter of the residents and looked at me and smiled.
âSon, are you this friendly with him already?â
âNo. Iâve been running away from him because he keeps telling me to become his disciple and I had told him no.â
âDisciple?â
Cidrane hurried to interject in the face of my honesty.
âCount Sogres. Your son has an incredible level of talent in magic!â
âHaha, is that so?â
âProbably even greater than you can imagine! I had never seen a single person capable of using chain-level magic without a circle until now!â
âIs that true, Dane?â
I nodded at Fatherâs question and I produced a fireball in my hand.
Fatherâs jaw dropped at the sight of it.
âOh my goodness.â
Cidrane looking triumphant at that scene started a long speech.
A speech along the lines of how my magicâs density and purity were incredibly high, how my affinity for fundamental magic was high, how I could refine and smoothly circulate magic without a circle, and so forth.
âIs that right? Ha. I did not know that my son was capable of using any magic aside from the basic release of magicâ¦â
âAnd that is why his talent is so impressive!â
Father kept nodding his head in response as if he found it interesting.
âYou are indeed the head of a magic tower. You could immediately see my sonâs talent in magic.â
âSeeing his talent, no, itâs not a matter of simply having talent! Your sonâs a genius. This could be the birth of a rare magic swordsman!â
ââ¦magic swordsman?â
Fatherâs brows furrowed for a moment.
Ah.
That was not a good idea.
âThatâs right. A magic swordsman. What do you think? Caught your interest? If he becomes my disciple, Iâll take responsibility and make him the best magic swordsman! Of course, using a sword isâ¦â
âMagic Tower Head, Cidrane,â abruptly Fatherâs serious voice cut in.
âHe cannot become a magic swordsman.â
âB-but why not? Didnât he excel in both talents?â
Whether it was because he was being pressured by Fathersâ aura, Cidrane had a bewildered expression on his face.
A moment later Father saidâ¦
âMy Dane wonât become a magic swordsman. Heâll become a magic spearman instead.â
ââ¦â¦â
ââ¦â¦â
Father.
I want to become a magic swordsmanâ¦
And I may as well add assassin and summoner to that.