Chapter 237

Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW

Recruitment of Editors: https://gravitytales.com/recruitment-of-editors/

Chapter 237: Arcane Talent?!

Malin took out a book from the cabinet, turned to the Mage Armor spell, and said, "Mage Armor is a Draconic spell. Even if someone copies it word for word without knowing Draconic, they may encounter problems unnoticed. That’s why we need to learn the language as a foundation before casting spells."

"As someone from Lordaeron, you should know that singing the Tirisfal Hymn requires learning the pronunciation rules of ancient Tirisfal language, instead of simply using the pronunciation of the common language. Singing songs as if they were in a different language not only lacks accuracy and emotional expression but also hinders learning efficiency, especially for us mages, who deal with more dangerous spells."

"I understand." Jesse nodded apologetically.

"I have a question, Master. Is the Draconic language we learn at the Wizard’s Sanctum the real Draconic language?"

"Of course it’s real dragon language, why would I teach you fake?" Malin just said, as if understanding Jesse’s meaning, immediately added, "Ah…you mean, the language of dragons?"

"Yes, the language dragons speak," Jesse emphasized.

Malin shook her head and said, "No, the so-called dragon language at the Wizard’s Sanctum was passed down according to the elves’ way of speaking. This kind of dragon language is a carrier of magic from ancient times, tracing back to the ancient elven empire era or even earlier, not the actual dragon language in a literal sense. It can only be said to have some connection in the earliest times. If you encounter a dragon next time, don’t try to speak to them in this language, just use the common language directly. It is said that as long as they are older dragons, they can speak common language. I’m not too sure about the specifics, after all, I haven’t seen an adult dragon."

"Even young dragons can speak common language," Jesse said. "When the black dragon in Southshore tried to intimidate me, it spoke quite fluently."

Malin nodded in surprise and said, "If that dragon needed to resort to using language to intimidate you, it shows that you played a crucial role in that battle… Many records mention the arrogant dragon race, especially black dragons who disdain speaking the language of mere mortals unless they are extremely angry."

"But on a different note, Jesse, whether young dragons can speak common language is still a major debate. Many scholars do not agree with this point. If you really heard it speak common language, you should document this, gather a few witnesses to help you recall it. Perhaps your account could be preserved in the library of the Wizard’s Sanctum."

"I wonder, what would happen if you tried to converse with a dragon using this dragon language?" Jesse asked curiously.

"I don’t know," Malin said. "But many dragon language guides mention not attempting to communicate with real dragons in this language, as it won’t end well. I guess there must have been a warrior who did so in the past, and the outcome was very tragic."

"Enough of these idle talks, time is precious. It seems you’ve almost mastered your Mage Armor. Once you learn the dragon language, refining your pronunciation further will be even better. By the way, Jesse, a small detail – I noticed your Mage Armor displays particularly bright colors of resistance to shadow and fire, what’s the reason for this? Is it related to the incantation phrases?"

"I…" Jesse hesitated for a moment, "Really? I didn’t notice."

Malin waved her hand and said, "Alright, it’s normal for Mage Armor to vary in resistance to different elements for various reasons. Who can perfectly balance all the elemental powers? Not even a powerful Shaman can do that. Let’s talk about your next spell."

Seeing that Malin had fooled herself earlier, Jesse quickly continued the conversation, "Um, I want to learn some offensive spells. Master Malin, you are an expert in fire magic, right?"

"You could say that at the Wizard’s Sanctum," Malin replied. "You want to learn fire magic? Sure, it’s also good to learn some defensive spells from the school of abjuration. How about we start with the basic spell of Ignite?"

Ignite spell, Jesse had heard of this magic before. It was like a lighter. Considering that imp already knew how to sacrifice, would it be a waste of time to learn this magic?

Seeing Jesse hesitate for a moment, Malin said, "After learning Mage Armor, you look down on these low-level spells, right? What do you want to learn then, Fireball? Fireball is a difficult spell to control. Many outsiders use Fireball to mock fire mages, as if it were a circus act… Amy’s Fireball couldn’t even damage this cabinet, while Prince Sunstrider’s Fireball might blast the top off the tower outside, I’m serious."

"But if he really intends to do that, it’s more likely that he would choose to obliterate the entire Mage Quarter with a Flamestrike." The old mage raised his eyebrows.

"I don’t doubt it… but doesn’t Fireball require a long casting time?" Jesse asked.

"For Ignite and Light Spell, it does take a long time, but for Mage Armor, it’s not as long," Malin explained. "But it’s indeed a spell suited for the battlefield. It’s a bit slow for fast-paced encounters."

Jesse wished to be faster in casting spells that could match the close encounters he often faced. Now, he struggled to keep up with the quick pace of battles while trying to chant the short Curse of Weakness spell, let alone the Fireball spell that required him to stand still for a while.

"Is there a spell that works quickly and inflicts direct damage?"

Malin nodded and replied, "Scorch Curse, as you mentioned, takes effect quickly but is not as powerful as Fireball. It also requires high levels of mental concentration from the user since it is a very short incantation. Longer spells, despite being lengthy, have their advantages as they help the caster to focus better during the chanting process."

Jesse said, "I’ll go with that, Master. Scorch Curse is simpler than Fireball, right? The process of learning Mage Armor has been quite painful for me, and I’m looking for something easier to boost my confidence. After all, I don’t have any special talents in the Arcane field."

"Don’t be so hard on yourself, Mr. Seso," the elderly mage said as he stood up and went to his cabinet, flipping through a book. "Your affinity for the Arcane is definitely not the worst among my students. It’s more than enough to get started, and your linguistic abilities are impressive even among many teachers. That’s truly how I feel, even though I’m not pleased that you learned my spells without permission."

"I am truly sorry…"

"I’m doing this for your own good." Malin took out a red leather book, flipped to the first few pages, and said, "Follow along with me and chant—Kibimophrosas."

After chanting with Malin a few times, Jesse could sense magical fluctuations while casting spells. Did this mean that he had developed a certain level of affinity for the Arcane?

Perhaps it was due to the numerous times he had cast spells that had established a connection with the Arcane, or maybe it was because of the water from the Sunwell… Either way, he felt like he was becoming a bit different now.

After feeling this, excitement couldn’t be held back anymore.

But if he hadn’t chosen the path of shadows at the beginning, he wouldn’t have reaped all this later on.

He started to believe more and more in his initial idea, that even if he knew the future, knew many things about this world, without enough strength he couldn’t take advantage of this advantage.

He must find a way to improve himself in order to seize various opportunities.

"Now, let me show you."

Malin picked up a book called "The Love of Trolls" from another bookcase, muttered "Kibimophrosas" under his breath as he threw it into the air, frowned, spread open his hands, and the book suddenly turned into a ball of expanding flame in a burst, with unnatural heat and brightness making Jesse shudder. The book disappeared completely, not even leaving behind any residue.

"Ah, I’ve been wanting to get rid of this waste of ink junk for a long time, very simple magic, Mr. Jesse Seso, now it’s your turn to try."

Jesse nodded and asked, "What should I cast a spell at?"

Malin stood in the middle, straightened his wrinkled robe from sitting for too long, and said, "Just cast it at me!"

"Is it going to hurt you?" Jesse asked with a bit of worry.

Malin smiled slightly and said, "Then I will write a letter to Master Andromath to promote you to an apprentice mage, transfer you to the School of Elemental Magic. The School of Protection must see your talent, Jesse Seso."

"Alright…" Jesse said awkwardly, standing in front of Malin and saying, "I am ready."

Malin softly chanted a spell that Jesse had never heard before, a red Arcane energy transformed into flames surrounding him, like a stunning red lotus. Is this the Fire Protection Barrier?

No wonder Malin said if Jesse could hurt him, he could be promoted to an apprentice mage directly. To break through the Fire Mage’s magic barrier with a quick spell, this level of skill probably only exists among the top mages in the Kirin Tor.

"You did it, Mr. Seso," Malin said.

Jesse nodded, recalling the spell-casting posture from the book, and referencing Malin’s casting just now, focusing his mind. "Kibimophrosas!"

Jesse felt an unprecedented sense of ease. Is this the power of magic? This sense of relief from releasing pressure is something none of his previous spells has given him.

Could he already possess the gift of Arcane?

As he chanted a spell, he waved his hand towards the old wizard in front of him. His palm opened up, and a dark red fire burst out on Malin, but quickly melted into his protective shield, as if nothing had happened. However, Malin furrowed his brow.

The shield vanished quickly, causing Malin to stumble and lean on the table. His hands nervously grabbed onto nearby objects, almost knocking all the books off the table. Jesse was startled and quickly ran over to support him.

"Master… what happened?"