Chapter 18 - The First Spell
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"That's the spirit, boy.
" Zak got up from his chair, looked at Margaret and said.
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"We're off to the site, bring us this.
" Zak left the hall, gesturing for Evan to follow him.
nThe young man left the room just as quickly.
nLeft alone, Margaret looked at the maids and calmly said:
"Cleaning up!
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nThe girls quickly began to clean the table where there was a pile of empty plates, many glasses and jugs.
nMargaret 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?
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nEvan 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.
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"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.
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nEven 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.
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"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.
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nZak hoped that at least now he had managed to explain everything to Evan.
nEvan kept silent for a while. He thought about the information he had just obtained.
nThe 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?
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nZak smiled and nodded positively.
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"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.
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nWhoosh.
nZak extended his hand forward and a small, round blob of flame appeared in his palm.
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"It's a level zero spell, Fireball, pretty easy to use. And it's not hard to learn, but look at the effect.
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nWhoosh.
nZak swung his hand and sent a blob of flame straight at the nearest, wooden dummy.
nEvan was surprised by what he saw and the only word that came to his mind was,
"Weakly...
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nZak wasn't offended by that, but just laughed out loud,
"AHAHAHA, you're absolutely right. It's just stuff, not damage.
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nThere was virtually nothing wrong with the dummy. Except for a small black spot at the point of impact. Nothing else had happened.
nOf 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.
nEvan didn't understand why Zak was so excited, but it was quickly explained to him.
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"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.
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nZak picked up his most common sword and walked closer to the already metal and clearly very sturdy dummy.
nWhoosh.
nThe 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.
nZak raised his sword up and made a diagonal swing at the dummy in one swift motion.
nAs 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.
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"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.
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nZak didn't distract him. He simply began to do the exercises as in his routine training.
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nAfter a while, Margaret came up to them. She had a plain gray book in her hand.
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"Mr. Zak, here is everything you asked for.
" The girl handed the spell book to Zak.
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"Okay. Send someone to bring me a drink, my throat is dry.
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nMargaret nodded and walked slowly away from the practice area.
nEvan stared intently at the book in Zak's hand. He understood what was waiting for him and this thought brought a wide smile to his face.
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"Boy, let's go sit down, now you you're going not to fight but learn. Let's see how fast you learn.
" Zak made his way to the very table they had sat at the last time.
nTo Evan surprise the hole in the wall that was left by Zak`s sword had already been filled.
nThey sat down at the table and Zak handed the book to Evan.
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"Start reading. If you don't understand anything, ask.
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nOf course, Zak could explain everything to Evan right away. But he did not want to spoil his first impression of learning magic with his advice. In his opinion, it should be an unforgettable and unique experience. Without anyone else's interference.
nEvan nodded and opened the book with anticipation. There was nothing on the cover. In appearance, the book looked more like a shabby plant book than a spell book. But you can't judge a book by its appearance. It's the content that counts.
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"Magical Missile
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nAfter reading those words, Evan was no longer stopped. He kept reading and reading, soaking up all the information like a sponge and making his own theories and assumptions along the way.
nZak saw how deep into his studies Evan was, he left him continue studying on his own.
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nEvan had been reading for an hour and during that time he had received a lot of new information.
nZak had chosen this particular spell for a reason. In his opinion,
"Magic Missile
" was the best option for beginners who had never cast a spell before. Regardless of Class.
nThe young man learned about the nature of the spell itself and how to use it. He also learned how to channel his mana and how to interact with it to make it successful.
nEvan had thought before that magic was as simple as ABC. But in fact it was harder and wiser than he could have imagined.
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nAbout five hours later, as it was getting dark and sunset was approaching, Evan sighed and closed the book.
nThe information was overwhelming. Any other person would have had a headache after an hour of intensive study, but not Evan. He was simply too involved in the process.
nEvan was projecting in his head how the
"Magic Missile
" process itself should happen.
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"Well, I see you've got a lot of persistence. Don't you want to put what you've learned into practice?
" Zak had finished his training long ago. He wanted to see what Evan would do. He was bursting with interest.
nEvan looked at his commander and nodded confidently. Evan got up from his desk and walked over to one of the wooden dummies.
nHe closed his eyes and rehearsed his next move once more.
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nEvan opened his eyes and stretched his hand forward, pressing all but his index finger against his palm. He pointed his index finger directly at the dummy.
nThe next moment the crimson orb inside
"Nirvana
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nA pale blue liquid-like substance began to gather around Evan's finger.
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nBam.
nThe moment Evan realized he had gathered enough mana, the cluster of mana at the end of his finger glowed brightly. And Evan shot a pale blue beam directly at the dummy, which was torn to splinters in an instant.
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