Almark opened the heavy doors of the magic field.
As always, Illmis appeared in a dimly lit place.
"Sensei, I'm here!
Illmis nods slightly when Almark speaks.
You're stretched out.
Yes!
Almark replies cheerfully.
Finally, the waiting magic practice begins. Of course I'm worried, but I'm not unhappy.
"I don't know if this will meet my expectations..."
That's how Ilumis encourages Almark to stand in front of him.
Okay, and Ilumis opened his mouth.
"The first year of primary school begins with the magic of fog. I wonder why."
To that question, Almark thinks a little.
Speaking of which, it was said that first-year Eldos had also begun to learn the magic of fog.
It was also the fog magic that Eldo had just learned to use with his life.
"... because it's not dangerous?"
"Yes, it is."
Illmis nodded.
"Because it's less dangerous to fail to control than to handle flames and winds. As you have your own experience."
"... yes"
When I enter this magic practice hall, I always remember that failure as I did yesterday.
A pillar of fire rising near the ceiling.
"That's how it is. Let's try fog magic today."
"... yes!
Almark nodded in disgusting memories.
Illmis begins by meditating with Almark and practicing the magic in his body.
"Okay."
Watch the timing and tap Almark on the shoulder.
"Meditation is already in the hall."
Even if praised, Almark is not pleased with his innocence.
The anxiety and tension about what follows is greater.
Illmis shouted to encourage Almark.
"Look, imagine. May my magic become a small grain of water. That's smaller grains. Make it smaller and smaller. And that will cover the whole place."
As Almark listens to Illmis's words, he inflates his image exactly as it is.
I can see the magic in my body.
Come on, shape it.
Fast, powerful shape for the world.
I feel like I'm screaming.
"... I imagined it."
All right, turn your right palm up.
"Yes"
"Slowly let out the magic that turned into fog from its palm."
"... yes"
It's only since the dragon's flames on the day of failure that I let my magic out.
I like to nod, but the fog doesn't come out of my palm.
The sparkle and the remnants of that day's flame cut through my head.
Don't be afraid.
Illmis gently slapped his shoulder as if he had read Almark's feelings.
"Carefully, carefully. But don't be afraid. Believe in the magic of your meditation."
Almark nods silently.
I sweated on the forehead.
I haven't done anything yet, but I'm very worn out.
Ilmis holds Almark on his shoulder and speaks in a calm voice.
Believe me, you're not who you were that day anymore.
The words resonate in my heart.
"... yes"
Nod.
Believe me.
For a moment, Wendy turned forward in grief and disappeared.
Come on, let's go.
Me, too.
Almark gently removed something like the last key in his mind, holding down the magic in his body.
There was a little noise.
At that moment, something like white smoke rises from Almark's right hand.
It's a magical fog.
Smoke flowed out of Almark's hand and immediately covered the magic practice area.
... I got it.
"Don't be alarmed!
The severe reprimand of Ilmis flew.
"Don't lose focus. Don't let your magic drift. Control yourself."
Soon, water dripped from Almark's right hand.
The moment I thought it was done, the magic left the control and turned it into just water, not fog.
Almark focused his entire nerve on magic control.
An image that subdivides magical water to the extreme when you leave your body.
Never lose that image.
When the focus swayed a little, the magic turned into cold droplets and wet Almark's hands.
"Concentrate. Your magic is bigger than human magic. [M] If we don't concentrate, we'll be on the run."
Yes!
How long have you been fogging?
I noticed that I couldn't even see the Ilumis in front of me.
"Alright, let's slowly stop the magic. It's the image of slowly closing the magic gates open in the palm of your hand."
There was a voice of Ilumis from beyond the fog.
"... yes"
Almark carefully curtailed his magic.
I can see that the magic in my body is still wanting to go outside and try to outrun it.
Hold it down.
Ilmis says.
"Don't forgive the runaway. Don't let him do it. Your magic master is you. [M] Let him know."
"Yes"
After spending an even longer time there, when I finished releasing my magic, Almark's body was wet. Outside the robe, in the fog. Inside, sweat.
"All right, that's good."
The voice of Ilumis blew away everything so that the fog that covered the venue could pop.
I was surprised that there was an illuminus nearby that opened my eyes more than I thought.
The water droplets are falling from the forehair.
"Well done on your first day."
Ilmis said.
"But your classmates won't get their hands wet with this magic anymore."
Almark saw his right hand.
I got too wet with water and my five fingers were white and blurred.
"We still need training."
"Yes"
"But your magic is dangerous if it runs wild. Voluntary practice other than meditation is forbidden. You must not practice magic except in front of me. Okay?"
"Yes"
Almark nodded.
I feel terribly ill. Fatigue is completely different from waving a sword.
Seeing Almark like that, Illmis smiled slightly.
"Today is the day you first practiced magic."
Eh, Almark sees Illmis with a loud voice.
Congratulations, Almark.
Almark was puzzled by the unexpected words. I don't know how to answer that.
"Of course, you're still not famous in public, but now you're one of the magicians."
Almark nodded at Ilmis' words.
I was stuck in words trying to say yes.
Magician.
I'm a magician.
The faces of the dean, teachers, and classmates. The faces of people you meet at Ward's and Winter Mansions.
And Wendy's face.
I thought of the faces of all the people who have taken care of me since I came here, and my chest was stuffed.
Finally, I thought of my father's martial arts face.
"... thank you, Sensei"
I finally said that.
Illmis nodded.
"Remember how you feel now."
Ilmis' voice was kind.
"I'm a magician because I'm connected to the world.... you're right."