Return of the Class 8 Mage
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“Sini. Take this.”

Not just one, but two masterpieces that Shiram left behind. The first one was a stick, so it didn't seem like it was something that could be worn just like a robe or earrings. It looked similar to the object Shiram used to examine the dragon's heart.

“Is that what you used earlier ...?”

“Oh. It's different. The first one has a translucent beam that helps see through.” Shiram said. He then took out the cylinder he had used before, activating the funnel of the cylindrical shaped object and light instantly shone on Ian's body. They could see clearly through his flesh to his bones and intestines. It was really ‘penetrate’, translucent, as he said.

“Of course, you can also use this.” Shiram said, pointing to Ian.

For Ian, it wasn't the tools or skills he needed. First of all, invisibility was common, and magicians had their own invisibility abilities.

“Instead, this may be more interesting.”

Streams of blue light shot out from the cylinder straight at Ian again. Another strange sight occurred, and even Ian looked dumbfounded.

“This is called dwarf light.”

The name was quite fitting, as Ian's size shrank.

Not only halfway, but Ian's height now reached the ankle of an adult man, and he was the size of a fist.

“What's..”

As for Ian, it seemed like the entire world had become bigger. Of course, he immediately realized what was going on. He himself became smaller.

“If you shine a white light with a crystal ball at the other end ..”

Even with magic, there is no such thing as shrinking spells.

Of course, it was impossible for Ian to cast a spell.

It will only take up a lot of time and energy.

“... she grows back to normal.” The crystal ball on the other hand shone on Ian, and he grew back to his normal size, no less or no more than before. She really ‘back to normal’.

“It's really an interesting object as you say.” Ian muttered, and nodded before adding, “Although I don't know where I'll use it.”

“It depends on your imagination. As for myself, I can work on the details in my project. You won't need this for such reasons, but I want you to consider it. I can guarantee you no side effects to use this. ”

It depends on one's imagination. Ian was deep in thought. Then, he thought of an idea.

‘Hold.’

He has to clarify something.

“So...this is the next object..” Shiram said.

“Can I try to use it now?” ask Ian.

“Hah?” Shiram replied, then nodded.

“I'm talking about dwarf light.”

Shiram then nodded at Ian's request.

‘Do I just need to inject mana?

“It can be used like that, yes.”

It was a cylinder with two crystal balls at each end.

Ian took the thing in his hand.

He looked at the craftsmen.

“Will you help me?”

“What are you trying to do?” s

“I need to experiment something.”

What is he trying to do?

The craftsmen hesitated.

Just then, Cleven stepped up, excited.

“I'll help you!” yells.

“What can I do?” Cleven asked.

“Simple. First tama.”

“Will you step here for a moment?” Ian asked, pointing to the mouth part of his pouch. Ian asked her to go into the bag.

“No, not at all! I will!”

Cleven approached the pouch without any suspicion. With the right words, he was taken into Ian's hands.

“Wah..!” Cleven exclaimed, peering into the pouch. A spectacular sight awaited him, different from the world they were in now, and he saw a night sky full of stars. It was a sight that could not be explained with words.

“This I go!”

Cleven leaped from Ian's hand, and his small body was sucked into Ian's four-dimensional pouch. Ian then tied his pouch and tied it to the side before moving in a different direction. He moved a short distance using teleportation and the Blink Spell, as well as flying and landing back on the ground.

“This should be enough..”.

Some time had passed, and Ian took out his pouch again. He opened his pockets and reached inside, as if he was pulling something out.

“Mr Cleven, please go up to my hand if you can.” He nodded slowly into the bag. He didn't have to groan around to look for Cleven.

“I'll get you out of there now.” said Ian, feeling something go up in his hand. He pulled his hand out of the bag and there was Cleven.

“How is it?”

“It's amazing!” Cleven replied excitedly. He seems to have a pretty interesting experience.

“Yes, first of all,” he continued, “I was hovering, and there were other things there too. They were too far away for me to see. I can breathe there too. Oh, and I can hear you're fine, Mr. Ian. I can also see your hand.” Cleven testified, nonstop. It seems that the rules of physics work differently in Ian's pocket. Ian's been second-guessing, but now, he's convinced.

‘I can put anything here now.’ thought Ian.

However, there is one problem.

That's the width of the bag.

The size of the object did not matter as long as he could put it in his bag. The problem is putting it in his bag. The mouth of the pouch was only the size of four fists.

‘So far, it is impossible for me to store things if they are wider than the bag itself.’

He had no trouble keeping things like his cane, which was not wide, or his robe, which he could fold into smaller, into his pocket.

The problem was that the object was bigger than the mouth of the pouch no matter how he kept it.

‘Dragon heart, for example.’ thought Ian.

It was impossible to keep the huge black sphere from the dragon's heart. Or rather, it wasn't possible until a few minutes ago. No more.

‘People can even breathe in this pouch. And it won't even touch another object.’

That bag is the best way to move a lot of people quickly and easily.

“And it will be easy for me to protect.”

The wand seemed to be much more useful than he realized, and he knew it could be used in many other ways.

“Thank you for this.” Ian was grateful.

“No problem.” replied Shiram.

Ian made Cleven return to normal.

“I'd like to hear about your second job that you have to give me.”

“Oh, now this , is my true masterpiece.” Ian watched Shiram's voice confidently.

“This is called stick boom.” says Shiram.

“Tick boom? What is it?”

‘The stick’ boom is a dented boomerang. It had a pipe stuck on the front with a metal handle on the back.

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“I named it that way.”

It did not have a crystal ball at its end like the Dwarf Light. In fact, it wasn't big enough to make the crystal ball snag at both ends. After all, it was only as thick as the size of two fingers.

“First, enter this marble ..” A dark blue marble is handed over with a boom stick.

“Ah, not marbles,” says Shiram, correcting himself. “It's warehouse. Storage mana.”

“Is there any storage which is this small?”