
I shut myself up all day, trying to memorize the line-by-row magic spell of the Cursed Poison Hand. Although this was only one level zero assault spell - yet no one would be able to activate this spell, even though he read and said it over and over again.
The magic spell will only react by a magician, or a would-be witch who has the power of magic energy that we call magical, within her. Of course when I finished chanting this spell then then the spell reacted, most of the energy of the mulch like me I was exhausted. It would take me a minimum of six hours of rest before I recovered and was able to perform this attack spell once again.
"Toxic Hand !" tell me while pointing at a tree twice the size of my arm.
Yasmin and Salome gaped at the sight of one ugly black hand, large enough to appear from the void. Then an ugly hand as big as a cover of the pot spewed out a black viscous liquid, instantly watering the tree trunk - in the small Forest behind the Academy.
Yasmin and Salome immediately vomited when they saw the reaction of the dark liquid that had been spilled by the ugly hand towards the big tree. The large tree quickly withered, then dried up with a small shrunken trunk, as well as brownish yellow leaves, a sign of withering and no element of life in it.
"Is that dangerous the technique of curses and spells you magi?" ask Yasmin curiously.
I did not say anything but clenched my fists and let Yasmin and Salome see what was behind my fist.
"Black !"
The two girls were shocked, when they saw a fireball as big as a grapefruit burning in my right hand.
"Don't it look beautiful, right?" I said while playing the fireball.
Yasmin and Salome as knights, did not become afraid to see the fireball. In fact, the two repeatedly praised my skills as a fire summoner. Of course behind the praises of my two roommates, I did not tell you that my power as a fire summoner, is currently being strengthened with the Magic Wave Strengthening Jimat, which I bought for 100 middle elixirs.
Yasmin and Salome clapped loudly, admiring and flattering me. Of course I am proud to be praised for my skills. But I did not become a takabur. When the two girls asked me to demonstrate another magic technique, I said all my skills had been exhausted.
They had no idea what kind of miracle a fire-caller like myself could perform. Besides being able to make a fire with a big fire, I can actually channel this fire magic into the weapons I use. And of course, the effect of the weapon given the power of fire, will be much stronger, besides as a fire summoner, I can make the opponent's weapon into dust, he said, when I clashed against my blazing weapon, in a magic flame.
We went home and I continued my training - to increase the magic energy inside me, which then when the magic energy overflowed, I was able to break through my magic training bottleneck, become a level one Magic Assistant.
"Perhaps by doing battle again, I can already break through the jamming walls in my meridians" I told myself.
But I was too bored to go alone to the Wind Spruce Forest, and I enrolled myself to run the academy mission, he said, which is likely to involve me in battle - which I deliberately sought.
I stood on the academy's notice board, and noticed hundreds or even more than a thousand small pieces of writing whose content was the academy's mission as well as the compensation that would be received if the mission was completed.
"Are you a witch?" ask a guy to me.
I watched the guy and started judging. Her hair was curly, shoulder-length and tied to form a pigtail back. His face was too white and pale, like a person lacking in sunlight. He was tall, even much taller than me measuring 170 centimeters.
But beyond all that, I like his blue eyes that look strong, commensurate with his tall but muscular and slim body.
"My name is Cal - Assistant Knight level one. The four of us will go on an academy mission in the ancient ruins of Virgo City, to kill the bullies Imp and the curious ghosts" Cal said half-persuading me.
"Our team has even four knights - I mean Assistant Knight Level one, but we're short of witches.
If you really intend to, let's join our mission team. Don't be afraid, the contribution points in the missions we take are quite high" Cal said.
"But I'm just a would-be witch. I don't even have a level at all" I warned Cal first.
Laughing at Cal cal calmed me down..
"Don't worry. As long as you can cast one attacking spell alone, it has qualified to join my team" Call replied with a bright face. He was happy when he heard I was able to use an attack spell.
And I added, a little proud of myself I said.
"I'm not just a magician for a spell.
I'm a fire-caller. With fire in my hand, I thought I would rarely use that Assailant Spell.
Well, you know what, don't you? Using an invading magic spell like that, it would consume a tremendous amount of magic energy.
I don't want to be your burden, after I run out of energy for casting a single attack spell" I shut up for a bit.
But Cal insisted on taking me to his team to explore the ancient ruins, urging me repeatedly.
In the end I collapsed and registered the mission of the Military Academy - on the officer's desk.
"Lea - firebenders, would-be witches would register missions" I said to the officer who appeared to be busy.
Seriate.
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