Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

I noticed that Almark was lying in the infirmary bed in the school building.

Wake up. There is no pain. I looked at my right hand and there was no sign of burns.

The outside of the window is still bright. The sun is still high.

I wonder how long I was out of my mind. I never lost so much defense in my long journey. Because it meant death.

It was a huge mistake.

Almark sighed and held his right hand against the window.

What the hell was that? A flame that swells up like a will. The magic was sucked away suddenly.

When I tried to get out of bed, I felt dizzy. My body doesn't have the strength.

"You better not walk yet."

Suddenly, Almark looked back in surprise. Illmis hung on the wall and looked at him.

I guess I didn't notice any of his signs because Almark's weakness was so intense. Although there was no trauma, Almark's body seemed to be taking more damage than imagined.

"I almost blew the magic out of my body. Lie still a little longer."

I wonder if you've been following me all along. Illmis approached slowly as he said so.

"Miss Ilmis... what the hell am I?"

Almark asked Illmis with his body still awake.

You tried to use the magic of lights.

"Yes"

Almark nodded and Ilmis shook her head.

"You didn't use the magic of lights. That's the dragon flame. It's the magic of destruction that burns down opponents."

"Dragon flame... of destruction that burns the opponent..."

After that, Almark remembers the screams of his classmates he heard just before he lost consciousness and froze his spine.

Well, what about everyone else?

"... nobody's hurt. Because the magic in your body was barely developed, it burned out in no time."

"Really... good."

Ilumis stared at Almark's face with a sigh of relief.

"Why do you think that happened?

"... I don't know. Sure, I only trained in meditation, but I thought I could imagine the magic of the lamp. I've always imagined a little flame. Big flames, let alone dragon flames? Why did you suddenly think about the magic of destruction?"

"Dragon flames are magic to be learned in high places."

Ilmis said.

"It's no hard magic. Enough magic for middle school students to activate."

He added, however, that Ilmis.

"This magic wears out a lot of magic. Life-threatening use by children whose bodies are not growing up."

"Ah, so...."

Almark quickly exhausted all his magic and lost consciousness.

"I'm not meditating properly, so I've tied my magic to something incredible."

That's what I'm talking about.

Ilmis nodded.

"I told you before, you're too smart. Instantly understand, interpret, and apply what comes into your eyes and ears. But as far as magic is concerned, it's not a true understanding."

"... yes"

Just before I fainted, I heard the voice of Ilumis.

I told you so.

That's what it was.

The magical image of the lamp that Almark thought of in his head. It was a story that Almark had interpreted on his own, and it appeared as something completely different in reality.

Ilmis was right.

Almark was ashamed of his thoughts.

Ilumis stood up when he lay down on the bed again.

"The healing teacher Celia will bring me some medicinal water soon. After drinking it, rest a little longer before returning to the dorm. I will not train in meditation today or tomorrow. Rest in your room and try to restore your magic."

"... okay."

Almark bit his lips.

"Doctor, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You have talent. That's for sure. But controlling too much talent requires considerable training and readiness. I told you the other day, you don't have much time left...."

In front of the door, Illmis looked back at Almark. Speak in a calm tone.

"That doesn't mean mediation. Arrests are forbidden. Not at all, but carefully, without jerking off.... go on. There's power in you. You can't control it."

"... yes"

Almark nodded. Now I had no choice but to believe the words of Ilmis.