Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

Having lunch in the cafeteria with many students was still a fresh experience for Almark, but it was too soon for Morgan and the others to laugh at.

Almark thought he had to learn how to taste and eat.

There were various classes in the afternoon, but all of them were first-time experiences.

Having managed to finish the day's class, Almark broke up with his classmates and went to the magic practice hall alone.

When the entrance door was pushed open, the teacher was waiting for him in a dark and stinky place during the day.

Dr. Illmis and Almark spoke.

"There you are. But you still seem to be using this place early today. [M] Let's change places."

Iris prompted me to go out.

Even in the inclined sun outside, Ilumis' face is still pale.

Return to the school building and enter one of the classrooms.

As soon as Almark took his seat, Illmis asked.

"Well, then, Almark. I'll ask you. [M] Do you need a wand to use magic? What do you think?

Almark thought for a moment and replied.

"All magicians have wands. Maybe it's because it's necessary to use magic."

I see.

Illmis nodded and did not touch on Almark's answer, moving on to the next question.

"Do I need to tie up my robe to use my magic? What do you think?"

"... the magicians are all wearing robes. Both the teacher and our students. Maybe that's because we need to."

I see.

Illmis nodded again.

"You've seen a magician before."

"Yes"

"Where?

... the battlefield almost swallowed Almark.

"On my way to college."

I see. So you know something called a magician. "

"Yes"

When Almark nodded, Ilmis also nodded.

"Very well. Almark"

And I'm telling you strictly.

"Now, forget all the magicians you thought you knew."

Eh?

Almark is confused and stuck in a response.

"What you have seen, what you believe you have seen, is just the appearance of the magician, the appearance on the surface. Do you know the magician's alias?

"Magician... the one who exercises invisible powers"

"Yes, it is."

Illmis nodded.

"The essence of a magician is not in its appearance. Sticks, robes, none of them are the essence of a magician. The essence of a sorcerer is as invisible as its manipulative power."

"Where I can't see...."

"In fact, not many of the magicians in the alley are aware of it. But you must at least understand it more than you will learn in this college. We have to start there. The magic I teach you here... you don't need a wand or a robe to master them."

"Then why?"

I wanted to know if everyone had a wand or a robe, but Ilmis gently controlled me.

"You're smart. So far, you've absorbed a lot of knowledge from your eyes and ears. It is easy for me to explain your question here. [M] But it will hinder your true understanding. [M] Because you're too smart."

Illmis urged Almark to close his eyes.

"All magic begins with meditation. You must start by feeling the magic inside you. [M] Freshly enrolled students practice their magic by meditating for hours every day. Take your time. Nevertheless, you are in third grade. [M] Not much time is left for you. [M] But I'm counting on your talent and what the dean said. [M] Let's get started...."

Illmis stayed with Almark for several hours until sundown that day.