At night, my room.

I was training in magic control.

I put a ton of stone on the table at the window.

Each stone is about the size of a finger joint.

I can hold that in one hand and put magic into it.

It's a workout to remember the direction you want to change and the amount of magic you need to do that.

It would be the change I'm best at if I just instilled magic without thinking about it, but of course I can make changes in other directions.

I'm training for that.

"Huh, another failure?"

The stone spot I put on my palm turned to metal.

From the gloss and texture, it looks like it's changed to copper.

If you think about what you're trying to change, it's a failure.

I'm in a state of immense magic right now.

If you want to analogize, you're being put on a rampage horse without a reins.

I want to be able to control the unheard of, most powerful class of magic in history.

No, you have to be.

If you leave a huge amount of magic behind and run wild, it's going to be a big deal.

It's training for that.

Take a stone, I can magic it.

The stone has become iron, a failure.

Take the next stone and magic again.

Fine-tuning made it silver this time. Another failure.

Repeat that.

Eventually, it created the money for the purpose.

The stone duly picked up from the garden was turned into gold with the material conversion of magic.

Gold the exact same size.

Put that down and take a new stone.

In the same way, it became properly golden.

I can change the situation a little, and now I can take silver and magic it.

Safe, this went golden too.

"Yes, we have to be able to do the opposite."

Now we can magic into what has succeeded, the gold created from stone.

Gold returned to the stone.

I've got a lot of feeling, I've turned all the stone on the table into gold.

The gold piled on the table was enough to buy a few houses and hundreds of slaves.

My original hand is stone - it's just.

"I'm right now, Master Alec. - Is that it?

"Welcome home, Ange. That's a pink pyjama today. She's cute."

"Thank you, Master Alec"

Ange smiled happily.

She is slightly upbeat in the hot water and dressed in a relaxed pyjama to sleep in.

It's usually easy to dive into bed after this until morning.

Ange naturally noticed the gold piled up on the table.

"Dear Alec, are you shopping for something?

"No, I was practicing magic."

"Magic practice?

"Yeah, like this"

I took one of the gold and put it on my palm and offered it so that Ange could see well.

And I can put magic into it.

Substance conversion of gold.

"Stone first"

"Wow, the gold has turned to stone"

"Then lead, copper, iron, silver, and gold again"

The former stone spot I put on my palm changed dizzily.

Each metal shines differently but has not changed shape at all.

For this reason, I thought it was a strange sight, as the stone seemed to flash in various colors.

"Wow, that's amazing, Master Alec."

"You can't just be highly magical, you have to be able to control it properly"

"Yes! That's right!

I smiled, grinning, and put everything on the table, everything I used for practice, back from gold to the original stone.

It's getting a lot better, so it's all going back to the stone while I look around.

"Why are you stoned, Master Alec?"

"It's not very good to create gold out of stone."

I can't do normal magic.

Creating gold from inferior metals is what various wizards have dreamed of in history.

I succeeded with SSS rank magic.

"So this is just me and Ange's secret. Don't tell anyone I can do this."

That said, winking, Ange held her fist cutely with both hands.

"Yes! Me, it's definitely not for anyone"

"Thank you, Ange"

"Ah, Master Alec, there's another gold left in there."

"Which... it's true"

There was one piece of gold left in the stone mass that I forgot to put back.

Gold seldom takes the form of stone.

It is mostly processed in the form of gold coins or lumps, or some kind of accessory.

This form of thing, if you let it exist, a well-behaved person will notice.

"Thanks Ange, I really wanted to"

"Eh heh..."

Ange looks happy.

I put my magic into putting that gold back in stone.

And then something flickered in my head.

An instant twinkle, even to myself, a twinkle that flickered but I'm not sure what it's about.

It just stayed in my head clearly with the words wow.

……

I squeezed the stone again.

Ever since I could be, I've converted on my palm, but I can go back to my beginnings, wrap it up with both hands, and magic it with prayer tricks.

Magic, change it in.

Unlike when you didn't know anything during the day, you use immense magic, but be careful not to extinguish the original substance.

To a rampaging horse, a very complicated mantra.

Something like "go" and "stop" at the same time.

Pay close attention and keep telling them not to extinguish the stone.

The stone continued to inhale my magic as if it were a sponge.

I got hot in my palm, it's like I'm holding a small sun.

Eventually, weakness and dizziness strike me.

It was a common feeling in my previous life, weakness when I ran out of magic.

The most powerful SSS-ranked magic of all time.

I put it all in stone and degenerate it.

Open your palms, what is there is a stone with a strange colour and an overwhelming presence that you have never seen.

"Dear Alec, is that...?

"Maybe, but"

Half-heartedly myself, but maybe so.

Yeah, it must be.

The same feeling as the moment of inspiration reminded me of the name of this stone.

Perhaps this is the legendary...

"Sage's Stone, I think"

I may have made something terrific.