Chapter 54: Sara's Magic Practice and Extra Teaches the Secret of Incantations
The Reincarnated Extra
Saraâs Magic Practice and Extra Teaches the Secret of Incantations
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The busy days of a maid apprentice fly by with cleaning, laundry, and all sorts of other tasks.
Truthfully, my initial impression was that this residence wasnât particularly large, but maintaining it spick-and-span with such a small staff is incredibly difficult.
According to Maid-senpai, even though weâre in the rural frontier, unexpected guests could arrive at any time. So the residence must be kept spotless, or else the Baron will be mocked by other nobles for a lack of decorum.
Geez, is this some kind of noble face-saving thing?
How tiresome.
Well, even if I think that, Iâll still do the cleaning diligently since itâs my job.
Since Maid-senpai is also tasked with cooking, sheâs currently holed up in the kitchen prepping for dinner.
Wouldnât they normally hire a cook for something like that?
Whether itâs a compromise or not doesnât really matter, but honestly, isnât Maid-senpai overworked?
She seems fine with it, but Iâd like to think itâs not an issue.
At the very least, Iâll strive to give Maid-senpai some relief during this one month that Iâm here.
Oh, incidentally, I was firmly denied entry into the kitchen.
As expected, they canât just allow a newcomer who arrived only yesterday into the kitchen, or so Iâm told.
After parting with Maid-senpai, following her instructions, I weeded the grounds around the residence together with Uncle Mauve, the other servant here.
This man, well, heâs the plain-looking uncle who was our coachman yesterday.
He has a gentle face and seems kind, but also a bit of an absent-minded air that makes me feel uneasy around him.
Earlier, while weeding, he accidentally uprooted some medicinal herbs the Baroness had planted, and got severely scolded by that intimidating old butler.
The areas were clearly demarcated with stones and such, so how did he mix that up?
Come to think of it, he also broke a plate at breakfast this morning.
Is he really cut out for servantsâ work?
Since he looked dejected, I patted him encouragingly on the back, but he flinched away from me and kept wiping the area my hand had touched with a handkerchief over and over.
â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦
Ah, my bad Uncle, I touched you right after cleaning without thinking.
âEmiiii! Emiiii! Where are youuu!?â
Oh, that cute yet boisterous voice belongs to Sara.
Looking up, sheâs leaning precariously out of the second floor study room window, searching for me.
Ah, be careful Sara! You could die if you fall from there!
No âmaybeâ about it. A young lady wouldnât be put through something like that.
Before she continues these dangerous antics, I quickly move under the window.
âAh! Emi! Iâm going to practice magic now! Iâll be going outside with Mother, so please wait for me at the entrance!â
Saying that, Sara pulls herself back into the room.
I hear some scuffling sounds as she likely begins preparing to go out.
The Baronessâ admonishments of âDonât shout!â and âDonât run!â can also be heard.
Sara has a long, long way to go on the path to becoming a proper lady.
Seriously, good luck Baroness.
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And now, Iâve come to the magic practice grounds behind the residence together with Sara and the Baroness.
The so-called âpractice groundsâ is simply a mowed field with some targets set up.
Beyond the field lies a forest, so just in case there are assassins lurking for the Baronâs householdâ¦I remained vigilant while observing Saraâs magic practice.
âO water bullet, manifest and pierce my enemy! ãWater Bulletã!â
As Sara chanted something while pointing her index finger at a target, a small water sphere formed at her fingertip.
That water sphere flew forcefully towards the targetâ¦only to plop uselessly to the ground, leaving a small wet mark.
âMmmâ¦I canât do it properlyâ¦â
âYou need to concentrate more. Firmly visualizing the image while incanting is crucial. âO water bullet, manifest and pierce my enemy! ãWater Bulletã!'â
The water sphere launched by the Baroness flew straight and struck the target with a loud thump.
That level of force likely couldnât kill, but would certainly be enough to stun or immobilize an opponent.
Apparently, this ãWater Bulletã spell is the most basic magic that noble children in this country learn first â an introductory defensive spell.
â¦Speaking of which, Extra.
I have a question.
Up until now, youâve taught me living magic spells like ãIgniteã, ãDesiccateã, ãGather Waterã, and Iâve already learned thoseâ¦
But the magic Iâve been using didnât require any kind of incantation like that, right?
Yet Sara and the Baroness are muttering some kind of incantation, arenât they?
What exactly is a magic incantation?
A system? A password?
Assisting magical power manipulation with a system!?
Wait, wait, wait!?
So youâre saying, like with ãIgniteã for example, I really struggled a lot to learn that, right!?
But if I had just known the proper incantation for ãIgniteã, I could have used it effortlessly!?
Ehhh!?
You should have taught me those incantations then~~!
Eh?
But Iâm human too!
Ah�
Bug out!?
Scary!!?
I-I seeâ¦
The world really doesnât make things easy for me, does itâ¦?
I supposeâ¦
Yeah, I guess youâre right.
Just looking at activation speed alone, not having to mumble an incantation makes going without much faster, so there are merits.
Is that so?
â¦I just asked about magic incantations and ended up learning way more than I wanted to know about corruption in the divine worldâ¦
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Anyway, even as I enjoy this mental conversation with Extra, Iâm not letting my guard down.
There donât seem to be any suspicious figures in the forest, and no strange noises besides animal calls. No issues at the moment.
Rather, Sara lying on the ground looking nauseous from magical power depletion is more of a concern right now.
When your internal magical power gets too low, you end up feeling sick and unable to move like that.
If this happened in the forest or mountains, youâd be done for, mauled by some beast. So I always keep a close eye on my remaining reserves to avoid such a predicament.
The most dangerous time was probably during my battle with the great serpent.
ââ¦Ugh, urpâ¦oh, ahâ¦haahâ¦â
Deep breaths Sara, deep breaths.
Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.
I pat the back of the squirming pink-haired beauty making an unbecoming face as she struggles.
âIâve told you time and again that magic doesnât simply activate by pouring in magical power, havenât I?â
The lecturing Baroness looks exasperated.
Ah, being a true noble born and raised, the Baroness says she canât fight but has mastered basic magic incantations and usage.
Apparently, being able to use magic incantations is considered a essential noble education.
The main reason the Baroness wants Sara to learn magic seems to be along those lines.
âButâ¦urpâ¦I donât know how to do it properlyâ¦whewâ¦â
Sara can produce the water sphere, but after that, she canât seem to launch it towards the target properly.
And getting frustrated at her inability, she overdid the practice and depleted her reserves, collapsing as a result.
Hmm, but I wonder why she canât do it properly?
If sheâs incanting correctly, the âmagic assistance systemâ should be functioning normally to enable success, no?
I see, visualization hmmâ¦
If you put it that way, it really does seem like a pipe dream for the current airheaded Sara to use magic properly.
You need to stay focused, Sara.
Be a lady to use magic, is that it?
âHey hey, Emi, Emi can use magic too right? I want to see Emiâs magic!â
Oh? The rested and slightly reenergized Sara is saying strange things again?
âYou used magic to save us from the robbers, right? The robbers said so! I didnât get a good look at it then, so I want to see it!â
Hmm, well even if you say thatâ¦
I do think Iâm fairly capable when it comes to magical power manipulation.
So in the fundamental sense, you could say I can use magic without any issue.
But the kind of âmagicâ Sara and the Baroness are referring to is the type that manifests through incantations, right?
In that case, I canât use magic.
If I try an incantation, Iâll apparently explode and die.
âI want to see! I want to see Emiâs magic~~!â
Ah! Sara, stop being so noisy!
Donât flail around on the ground like that!
Look, youâre making a vein bulge on the Baronessâ forehead! Realize it, Sara!
Geez, fine then. Allow me to show you my magic!
I plunge my right hand into the ground and scoop up some dirt clumps as usual.
Then I clench my fist tightly.
Alright, ãSolidifyã!
I manipulate my magical power to make the pebbles as hard as possible.
Watch closely Sara! Iâm using magic right now!
And with the completed hardened pebble, I put everything into ãStone Throwã towards the target!
Of course, I donât forget to apply ãBody Reinforcementã either.
The pebble that shot out of my palm at an abnormal speed struck the target, and without losing momentum, mowed down several trees in the forest beyond the field.
The crashing sound of the toppling trees echoed out.
Sara stares dumbfounded, while the Baroness looks at me with a pale expression.
ââ¦I showed you. My magic.â
Howâs that, milady?
Are you satisfied?
ââ¦I donât think that was magicâ¦â
No, it was magic, probably. In the fundamental sense.
ââ¦I donât think that was magicâ¦â
Even the Baroness! Well, I can understand their perspective to an extent.
Afterwards, the gruff old butler came running out from the residence, alarmed by the crashing sound. He gave me a thorough scolding, and Saraâs magic practice session was promptly concluded for the day.