Reincarnation Monarch

Shester had a great time. At the end of the dinner, he returned to his room given to him by his parents this spring when he started attending school.

And I took the very thick and heavy Apocalypse I borrowed from my friend Sebastian out of the bag, and carefully placed it on my favorite study desk.

"Well..."

Shester sat in a sturdy looking chair provided for his study desk and gently laid his hands on the cover of a luxuriously fitted magic guide.

Then I took one big, deep breath, then never turned the cover, and slowly proceeded to read every page.

Unlike earlier days in the dim park, Chester had been able to gain a solid knowledge of magic because he was now the source of a bright lantern.

"Well, it's not like you can only use one type of thing..."

Until then, Shester thought that the user of icing magic could only use icing magic, but it turns out that it wasn't, and that it could handle other kinds of inflammatory magic, thunderbolt magic, etc.

"The point is, you're not good at it..."

In other words, the user of icing magic means that he is the best at it, and other magic can be used as well, but most people were not good at it because, for example, inflammatory magic is the magic that is systematically furthest from icing magic, and most people can activate it but are very inferior in power.

And because it is a completely different system to defensive magic, it could not even be handled without the Magic Master class.

"Nevertheless...... do I really have no magical qualities? ……

Shester glanced at the frozen magic item with such a twinkle.

"I do think Joseph is more like me than Sebastian..."

Shester had a firm image of frozen magic, no matter what.

But during the magic coaching, it was not Shester who was judged to have the qualities, but Sebastian, who was in front of him.

During that test against Sebastian, the magicians repeatedly consulted each other in a vigorous manner while tilting their necks, but it was found that there was a special icy magic literacy of what was unclear as a result, but even during the ensuing Chester, the magicians sprinkled their necks as scattered as they did during Sebastian, and as a result of the discussions, they were judged to be unlike Sebastian to be untamed.

At that time, Shester was somewhat distracted by Miranda's coma, especially after what he left the scene without even paying attention to, and as a result he was now stringing up the book of magic he borrowed from Sebastian to make sure that he really didn't have the qualities.

"Try it..."

Shester finally decided to consolidate her determination and cast her magic.

"The easiest magic... is this..."

Chester decided to try the most low-level ice magic described in the Practical Edition, which begins as much as in the Magic Book.

"Do you create an image in your head..."

Shester took the steps as written in the Apocalypse and tried to think of an image of ice.

"I wonder if it's okay like this..."

Chester, anxious but successful in shaping a solid image into his brain, then slowly turned the pages of the Magic Book of Instruction to read out the spells that would become magical activation conditions.

And when I remembered the spell through my eyes, I practically meditated, and when I thought firmly of the image I had just created again, I suddenly opened my eyes and cast a spell with great force.

"Queen of tragedies, sealed in perpetual frozen earth for no reason. Spit out absolutely zero degrees of frozen breath along with careless rage from its blue red ball-dyed seductive lips!

Then, the moment Shester finished chanting the spell, his hands glowed brightly blue.

"Oops! What is this..."

Shester raised a voiceless voice and stared at his own palms, wrapped in an unusual glow, in front of his face.

"Wow... what a cold..."

As Shester put it, his hands were cold as ice, freezing dust and mustard (chiseled) in the air one after the other, falling flat on the floor.

Shester had a glimpse of the beautiful sight for a while.

But such a wonderful scene did not last long.

The ice crystals covering the dust and mustard grew larger and larger.

At first, what was falling with a light sound all over the wooden floor gradually became louder and higher, a crystal about the size of a pebble, and at the end of the day, it became a crystal big enough to grip and hit the floor greatly.

And the massive ice cubes rolling over the floor, without stopping their growth, began to bond one after the other with the adjacent ice cubes.

"Oh no! We have to do something!

Shester put his hands on the magic book to explore ways to unlock the icy magic while suppressing the feelings of Yi (Haya).

Then at that moment, the Book of Magic instantly became part of a huge ice mass for each frozen desk.

"Shit!... Not good!... why... why didn't I read the method of disarming it first..."

Shester shouted to heaven as he cursed the stupidity of his own deeds.

"Somebody!... Somebody help me!!