Rama and the Lost Art of Martialism
My Magic Power is not coming out

I then took Mom out of the House together to show my Magic power, after coming out of the house with confidence I returned to cast a spell exactly like the incident took out the water projectile earlier.

"O Creator of Heaven and Earth ... Creator of Heaven and Hell ... Virtue and also Crime ... My name is Rama ... With this, borrow the power from-MU: Water shoot!" said my Rapal spell

Strangely, nothing happened. I could only stand still in astonishment.

"Why? Why isn't my power coming out?" say

Mother then looked even more saddened by my inability to bring out magic power. He asked me to tell him immediately about what really happened, and to be honest and not make it up.

I then asked Mom for permission to return to chanting the spell. However, he yelled and instead slapped my cheek.

"No, don't make it up!" he said while shouting at me

"Bas on a liar's son!" continued his words while slapping my cheek.

I can't believe what just happened to me. The person I wanted to accept as an old man immediately slapped me very hard.

A moment after touching the slap, I momentarily looked at Mom's face and then ran all the way. My tears were already unbearable, while running I cried.

For a moment I could hear Mother saying my name, asking myself to stop immediately. I knew that he was chasing me but I didn't pay him any heed.

"Rama ... return ... I'm sorry for slapping you." said his screams

I don't know how many hundred meters of distance I've traveled while running away from Mom. However, I realized that I was currently inside a city. Then, for a moment take a walk to and fro while amazed by what I see.

While walking there, the road I was walking took me to a market. There, they appear to make buying and selling transactions as usual. However, the thing that struck me the most was when I saw all sorts of races other than humans. Such as Elves, Dwarves, Demons, Beastmen and so on.

"It's a lot .. " said I

As if still unable to believe what had just happened, I then pinched my cheek. All I got was pain and realized that this was real. The world that contains mythical things where I came from actually happened here.

Amidst my admiration for those around me. My view was then on 3 market thugs who were asking for money from one of the food traders. Because the merchant did not have money to give to the Thug, with a fast they broke the merchant's merchandise.

Unable to stand the arbitrary treatment of the thugs, clenching both hands and gathering courage, I ventured to beat them up.

"Community trash like them is always there in any part of the world" I said

I then ran and lunged at one of them, intending to attack using the power of a kick. However, since one of them was aware of my attack, the person who noticed me then used his magic power to create a shield, in order to protect the three of them.

"Shield?" I said in my heart.

After noticing the presence of a shield, I then jumped and retreated a few steps to set up another attacking strategy.

"Damn it, I forgot that the people here can use magic power" I said in my heart

Instantly the thugs made an angry look because I attacked them.

"Based on the little boy, how dare you well!" said one of the thugs

The market thug who said that immediately attacked while taking out a sword. He intended to aim for the head, but because I was quick I could avoid an attack from him.

"Don't call me a child, Uncle." I replied

Apparently, without me realizing that one of them had finished reciting the magic spell, he managed to attack me using earth element magic by making some kind of high ground mound and then attacking my stomach.

While enduring the pain after getting the attack, I briefly recalled the incident when fighting the six thugs first.

"Am I going to die again?" I said in my heart.

One of the other thugs also finished reciting the magic spell and instantly cast fire element magic. Luckily, I managed to dodge some of his fireball attacks, while running away from his attack in my mind that something strange had happened.

"Why are those two witches able to cast magic spells so quickly and quietly?" I said in my heart.

Then I remembered what Mother said.

"Must be ... It was a simple spell, usually worn by a mid-level magician." Remember me

"Aren't the two men top-level witches?" I said in my heart, shocked

Not concentrating, finally the fireball attack launched by him managed to hit me, and instantly I fell and was injured.

"Based on a strong-ass boy" said one of the thugs

"Look! anyone who dares to fight back against us, will definitely have the same fate as this brat!" continue yelling at the thug.

In the midst of the pain I felt, I tried to get up but I couldn't because I was so weak after getting the fireball's thumping attack.

Then one of the other thugs tried to attack me once again, a sign to finish me off right then and there. The powerless me could only stand still with the oncoming fireball attack. However, when the attack almost hit me it turned out that Mother had come and then used her water magic to neutralize the fireball.

It was also then that my mother took me to a safe place, and cast healing magic on me.

When she finished, Mom turned her back and looked very angry at the three thugs.

"Wait here, Rama" he said, clenching both hands.

"Ma .. ma .. "

The three thugs turned out to be former middle-class adventures who later defected into a market bandit who was often unsettling. Not only that, they form a highly organized network to commit all crimes. They did not actually give official names to the groups they created. It's just that, people here often call them the Eternal Dark Group. It was revealed directly by my mother.

"Basan deserter, you are breaking your vow to the Creator to use your power in virtue" said My mother

"Huh? know what you know about us?" said one of the thugs.

"I don't know and I don't want to know either, all I want to know now is your death" said my mother, frowning at the sign of being really angry.

After saying that, my mother then recited the recitation of the mantra while raising her right arm upwards. As it turned out, he made some very large fireballs!

"Prepare to be dust!" my mother said after making that big fireball.

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