
"Never touch this staff."
That was the last warning Ian gave before he fainted.
"Ugh....."
Ian woke up four days later.
With a slight moan, he opened his eyes quickly.
An unbearable pain shook his head.
'This place......?'
Upon waking up, Ian quickly looked around him.
No fancy decorations, but pretty neat and clean.
'Looks like I'm in a provincial castle.'
Ian acknowledged the area in a hurry. There would be no other clean place like this in the Pieric Province at the moment.
'Looks like I made it.'
When Ian arrived at the valley, he used every mana and health he had. He's really 'fainted'. Did he faint because the Shaman King had fought back violently? No. gabe. He's an easy opponent. The problem is the staff. 'Great Grass Field Staff', written with formula.
"I never thought it would cause hallucinations."
The formula on the stick is not a spell that controls the mind of the monster. It was the 'hallucinations' that caused a certain 'vision', which Ian also suffered.
'It was a vision that the Great Grass Field was burned by a great flame like hell.'
To be exact, it was a hallucination that a meteor destroyed the Great Grass Field. The shaman king kept his spell, and the monsters attacked the borderline to escape from such a disaster.
'Monsters are easily manipulated by hallucinations.'
Their survival instincts are excellent. It unites each monster as one that has never happened in history, but also forms the order to plan a plan to attack us.
'I better deal with the staff first ......'
The formula on the staff has not been clearly removed. He had just stopped his strength for a moment; he barely managed to escape from the monsters that lost their sight.
"Mr Ian?"
Someone entered Ian's room.
It was the witch that led, Mcgedie.
"You're awake!"
He, I mean, he met Ian.
He held a bucket of water and a towel.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"For four days in a row."
"Four days...."
Upon hearing his reply, Ian looked at Mcgedie from top to bottom. He did not know why the witch who did that took care of him, but he had other things to take care of.
"Where's the staff?"
"Ah, another witch is hiding it for you. They said it was in a container similar to which prison. That's......"
In the middle of the room, there was a container.
Mcgedie.
"Good treatment."
It was an amazing treatment.
It must have been done by a 3rd class magician.
After being satisfied, Ian stood up.
"Y, you still need to take more ........!"
"I'm fine."
Then he approached the container and opened the lid.
*scree....*
After opening the long container, the birch staff was there. As it became bright, its surface was black, and its entire body was filled with a small formula on its surface.
"I'd better handle the hallucinations first."
It is impossible to remove the formula once it is written. However, Ian could try to change it to another. That can be done by overwriting the script with another formula, or swapping it for a new formula.
"It's not an easy job."
It's not an easy job at all. Not only did he need to deal with the original formula, but he also needed to choose the right formula that was synchronized with the artifact. If Ian chose a bad formula, then the artifact would lose its power and become useless. A waste that nothing special about it.
'It's sad, isn't it?'
Ian likes the staff at various points. Primarily, he had a branch in his head that allowed Ian to put a communication ball on it. That's an important part of it.
'This is the only staff who may be able to adjust the communication ball.'
(ED Note: Oh my gosh back then when you realized that he took pains to get a cell phone stick so he could talk to his mom ..).
Ian had various artifact staffs in his previous life.
'Let's start.'
When Ian raised his left index finger, and soon a small ice shard formed. It was the perfect size for as an icebreaker for a scripting formula.
*scratch scratch....*
The sound of writing the formula on a birch stick filled the quiet room.
It seems that it will take quite a while.
Rub, again and again...
"I'd better go quietly like a dead man."
Ian is very focused on his work. Thanks to that, Mcgedie missed the perfect time to leave the room, so she simply watched Ian without interrupting. He even had to breathe quietly so as not to disturb Ian.
'What did he do?'
His actions stimulated Mcgedie's curiosity.
He just graduated 1 year ago.
He did not dare to expect what Ian was doing.
'Hmm.'
He raised his eyes with mana.
Then, he began to investigate the staff, from its appearance, to the details of the formula on it.
'No. There is no idea.'
That's his evaluation.
Knowledge expands one's understanding.
He just saw Ian's face.
His focused face was quite impressive.
"......"
When he saw her during the academy course, she was still a child. Moreover, since she had a title with 'the youngest' or 'man', she looked younger than him.
"He's not a young man at all."
But now, he had grown up and become a young man.
Most importantly, his first impression of Ian was when he came in with a blizzard,
'He doesn't look bad...'
"Mr Mcgedie."
"Gee!"
(ED record: eh? maybe waifu?)
Mcgedie made a strange sound.
Shame, he looked.
"Please stand there."
"P, sorry?"
"Away back there, by the window."
But Ian didn't seem to care at all.
He just ordered it.
"Y, yes sir!"
Mcgedie quickly followed his orders.
It was an order from the Archmage.
He moved to the window quickly.
"So what should I do now....."
"Just for a minute."
Soon, a new formula was written in the Staff of the Great Grass Field. If it synchronizes well with the formula, it will oscillate with mana. Otherwise, it was nothing more than a useless wooden stick. Ian wants to test it.
'A little bit.'
The moment he injected mana into the stick, it started to glow faintly. It was not the bloody dark aura from the hallucinations, but the transparent, pure gray light.
'Good.'
First, the formula replacement works.
The gray light he was referring to had occurred.
Moreover, the staff did not lose its strength.
It can be proved because it oscillates with mana.
The next step is to test the effect.
And the right target is there