Almark opened the heavy doors of the magic practice.
As always, in a dim setting, there was an appearance of Illmis.
"Sir, I'm here!
When Almark speaks, Illmis nods slightly.
"You're so uptight."
"Yes!"
Almark replies fine.
Finally, the magic practice we've been waiting for begins. Of course I'm anxious, but there's no way I'm not happy.
"I don't know if it will be that much in line with expectations..."
With that said, Illmis urges Almark to stand before himself.
Well, and Illmis opened his mouth.
"Elementary freshmen start learning from the magic of fog. Do you know why?"
On that question, Almark thinks a little.
Speaking of which, I used to say that the freshman Elds also started learning the magic of fog.
Eldo's life-suspending use was also a freshly learned magic of fog.
"... is it dangerous?"
"Yes."
Illmis nods.
"Because failure to control is less dangerous than what deals with flames and winds. As you have your own experience."
"... Yes"
When I enter this magic practice, I always remember that failure as I did yesterday.
A pillar of flame that stood up near the ceiling.
"That's why. Let's do the magic of fog today."
"... Yes!
Almark nodded to wield an abominable memory.
Ilmis first lets Almark meditate and work out the magic in his body.
"Okay."
Look around and slap Almark on the shoulder.
"Meditation is already in the hall."
Praised, Almark is not innocently pleased.
Anxiety and tension about what follows is greater.
Ilmiss stood up, to encourage Almark.
"Look, think about it. May your magic become a small grain of water. That's for the smaller grain. Make it a smaller grain. And that would cover up the whole place too much."
Almark listens to Irmis and inflates his image exactly as he does.
I can see the magic in my body.
Come on, shape it.
Quickly, a form that can empower the world.
I feel like I'm screaming.
"... I've been thinking about it"
"All right, palm up your right"
"Yes."
"Slowly out of its palm the magic that turned it into fog"
"... Yes"
It's been since the dragon flames of that day of failure that I put my magic outside.
I nodded, but the fog doesn't come out of my palm very well.
Hiraki and the remnants of that day's flames cross the back of his brain.
"Don't be afraid."
As if I had read Almark's feelings, Illmis gently slapped him on the shoulder.
"Carefully, carefully. But don't ever be afraid. Believe in the magic you've worked out in your meditations."
Almark nods silently.
Sweat seeped in its forehead.
I haven't done anything yet, but it drains badly.
Ilmis holds Almark's shoulder and tells him in a calm voice.
"Believe me, you're not you that day anymore"
The words echo in my heart.
"... Yes"
Nod.
Believe me.
For a moment, Wendy's appearance floated and disappeared, looking forward even in sorrow.
Let's go.
Me too, forward.
Almark was holding back the magic in his body, gently removing something like the last key in his heart.
Shh, there was a small noise.
At that moment, from Almark's right hand, something like white smoke rises up in Mirama.
It's a magical fog.
Smoke flows out of Almark's hands unstoppably and occasionally covers the magic practice field.
... done.
"Don't be alarmed!
Irmis' harsh reprimand flew.
"Don't cut the focus. Don't drool your magic. Control it."
Soon, the water was dripping from Almark's right hand with a puff.
The moment I thought I could, the magic left control and turned it into just water, not fog.
Almark concentrated his whole nerve on controlling magic.
An image that subdivides magical water to the extreme when it leaves the body.
Never cease to perpetuate that image.
When the concentration swayed at all, the magic turned into cold droplets and wet Almark's hand.
"Focus. Your magic is more enormous than men's. If you don't concentrate, we'll be on the loose soon."
"Yes!"
For how long I would have kept fogging out.
If you noticed, you couldn't even see the Ill Miss you were supposed to be in front of.
"Okay. Let's slow down the magic. Imagine slowly closing the gates of magic open in your palms."
There is a voice of ilmis from across the fog.
"... Yes"
Almark squeezes his magic carefully.
I can see that the magic in my body is still trying to get out and rave.
"Keep it down."
says Irmis.
"Don't allow the rampage. Don't make me do what I want. The Lord of your magic is you. Let him see that."
"Yes."
Almark's whole body was getting a lot wet when he took an even longer time from it and ended the release of his magic. Outside the robe, with fog. Inside, with sweat.
"All right. All right."
There was a voice of Illmis, and at that moment, everything disappeared so that the mist that was covering the place could play.
My vision opened and I'm surprised that there was an illumis nearer than I thought.
From the forehead, the water droplets are falling from the puffiness.
"Good for the first day."
said Irmis.
"But your classmates won't let anyone get their hands wet with this magic anymore"
Almark looked at his right hand.
It was too wet with water and my five fingers were sprinkled white.
"We still need training."
"Yes."
"But your magic is dangerous if it runs wild. Voluntary practice other than meditation is prohibited. Magic practice must not go anywhere but in front of me. Like?"
"Yes."
Almark nodded.
Bad physical condition. A completely different sense of fatigue than waving a sword.
Seeing Almark like that, Illmis smiled faintly.
"Today is the day you first practiced magic."
Eh, raise your voice and Almark sees Illmis.
"Congratulations, Almark"
Almark was confused by the unexpected words. I don't know how to answer that.
"Whether you can still be named in public or not, now you're one of the magicians."
Almark nodded at Irmis' words.
Yes, I was stuck in words trying to say.
Mage.
I'm the magician.
Faces of college directors, teachers, and class friends. The faces of people I met at Ward and Winter Mansion.
And Wendy's face.
I thought of the faces of all the people I've looked after since I got here at once, and my chest was stuck.
Finally, my father's martial bone face came to mind.
"... thank you, Doctor"
That's all I finally said.
Illmis nods.
"Don't forget how you feel now."
Irmis' voice was gentle.
"I'm a magician because I'm connected to the world.... you're right"