Extras are too strong 500
“I’m a nerd wizard. You make that fact painfully clear.”
Lorodish clicked his tongue.
It felt incredibly awkward to do that with the face of a young girl.
She had little qualms about calling herself old-fashioned.
Having lived for a thousand years, I have felt the generation gap countless times, even with long-lived elves.
‘Kids these days anyway!’
They say that the more you think about this, the older you get, and she lived with such thoughts every time she saw young elves.
“What does it take to become a great wizard?”
Lorodish raised his index finger.
“It’s talent.”
That was all there was to it.
To an old-fashioned wizard like her, nothing else mattered.
“But when I look at you… I feel like my thinking has become old. It seems like you know something more important than talent.”
“hmm…….”
Parwell frowned slightly, lost in thought.
It was a process of choosing what to say rather than pondering Lorodiche’s proposal.
“Not really.”
“huh?”
“I think the same. All it takes to become a great wizard is talent. That’s all.”
“…huh?”
“Of course, environment, luck, effort… those things do have a big influence. But that’s after you have talent.”
“… … .”
“I guess you thought I would have a different answer?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“I apologize for disappointing you. However, this is a problem that I, a human, feel more strongly about than you, Lorodish, an elf.”
All elves are born with magical powers. That means all elves are born with the ability to practice magic.
“But among humans, only a select few with talent can learn magic.”
For elves, it was a natural starting point, but for humans, it was a starting point only allowed to a select few.
“To be honest, I don’t expect anything from any other wizard’s talents besides mine.”
“what?”
“When you have expectations, you end up thinking, ‘Why can’t I do this?’ or ‘Why is this difficult?’”
Parwell smiled bitterly.
“So I gave up on my expectations of talent. Even if I were to teach magic to a monkey, I would make sure it could succeed. I set that goal and worked hard.”
He assumed that what he could do by feeling, others absolutely could not do.
So, I set a standard that anyone can understand, and created a training method that can be effective if you just follow it even if you don’t understand it. I established a combat theory.
“Of course, there are some people who are more talented than others. Most are just average, but some are definitely better. For those people, we are devising a slightly more difficult and efficient method.”
While training Sedea, Parwell was establishing training methods and theories.
And on the way there, I taught and trained some elves to get some more samples.
“That’s why the theory and training method I created is not intended to discover other possibilities besides talent. It’s intended to enable even untalented people to acquire a certain level of skill.”
“… … .”
Lorodish opened his mouth.
I don’t know what to say.
‘I despaired of other people’s talents… … .’
It was a frustration she had experienced early on.
For a very long time she had despaired of other people’s talents.
It has been this way for hundreds of years, ever since he began to dig up timber for the elves and impart his teachings.
But now that I think about it, I realize that the despair wasn’t that deep.
‘Has this kid completely given up on expectations?’
Parwell was even more desperate than Lorodiche.
But perhaps because I despaired too quickly and too clearly, I couldn’t see the darkness or hurt that came with it.
‘At this point, it feels refreshing.’
Lorodish found Parwell’s attitude strange.
Parwell said.
“I’ll grant you that request. But it’ll only be possible while I’m here. Is that okay? It might only last a few days.”
“Oh, yeah. Of course.”
“If you asked me to do something that I thought was necessary to strengthen the power of the Stolen Forest Alliance, I will hand over the entire training method and theory. The process in which I train my disciples will be considered a training course.”
“Is that okay?”
“Yes. I made it to be used like this anyway. It’s good that I can get some more samples.”
“that…….”
Lorodish tried to say something but then touched his forehead.
“Whew. I don’t even know what to give you.”
“It’s okay. Consider this a gift to your organization and our friendship.”
“No matter what, that can’t be happening… um. Okay.”
Lorodish decided to grant the secret order that he had originally not intended to make a condition of the deal.
“I’ll give you a spirit compression formula. Since there are two spirit mages in the group, you’ll be able to use it effectively.”
“Is it a spirit compression diet?”
“It’s a type of sealing spell where you condense multiple spirits into one, store them in a jewel or ether stone, and then unleash them when needed.”
Lorodishé demonstrated.
Parwell understood the value of this order at a glance.
‘You were hiding something like this.’
A thrill ran through me.
It was on a whole different level from what Lorodische had offered in return for trade so far.
This one spell can greatly enhance the combat abilities of Parwell, Sedeah, and Keel.
“If you were a spirit magician, there would be more I could teach you… In fact, most of my creative spell research is related to spirit magic. If you choose, can I pay Sedea instead?”
“Oh, in that case, you can just let me know.”
“I know it’s easy for you to understand, but using it is a separate issue. It would be more effective to teach it directly to the person using it… … .”
“I can use spirit magic too.”
“what?”
Lorodish, who was surprised, soon burst into laughter.
“It would be an environment where you can do a lot of research on spirit magic. But no matter how much you develop spirit summoning magic… … .”
Exactly!
Parwell snapped his fingers.
Then the fire spirit was summoned.
“uh?”
Lorodish’s eyes widened.
Exactly!
Parwell snapped his fingers once more.
Then this time the wind spirit was summoned.
“…Uh, how?”
“You can do this too.”
Parwell smiled.
-Spirit fusion!
And the fire spirit and the wind spirit fused.
“… … .”
Spirit fusion.
It is a power granted only to those who possess the power of the ancient elves, or more precisely, to those who possess the divinity of the spirit myths.
Lorodish was horrified at the fact that a human wizard of the new blood had implemented it.
* * *
Gaining specific abilities from mutated world fragments is surprisingly inefficient.
Even if you vaguely imagine ‘I want to have this kind of ability’, there is no guarantee that it will match the actual ability.
The corrupted world fragments reveal their true value when they enhance their abilities, or when they wish for something they know very well.
When a being of mythical origins wishes to regain what it has lost.
When a being who has lost their memory wants to regain their lost memories.
When a mythical being who is not allowed to exist in this world longs for freedom… … .
Let’s take an example.
What if Eriu wanted to alter the world fragments to gain cooking abilities?
Even if you vaguely hope to ‘gain cooking skills’ and mutate the world fragments, you won’t get proper results.
You have to change the world fragments with the goal of becoming as good at cooking as Keel, someone you have known for a long time, in order to get the right results.
The reason Parwell was able to acquire the power of spirits was because he had companions named Sedeah and Keel by his side.
Because I studied and understood the spirit magic very deeply with the cooperation of two people, I was able to achieve the best results by altering the world fragments.
With the first fragment of the corrupted world, Parwell gained the ‘powers of the spirit man’.
The ability allowed him to control wind spirits.
Because I had the ‘Bracelet of the Fire Spirit’ that Keel had previously used and passed on, I was able to become a dual-attribute spirit magician who could control wind and fire spirits.
With the second mutated world fragment, Parwell gained the ‘power of spirit fusion’.
They have both, without the blood of the elves or the powers of the ancient elves.
‘It would be fun to increase the number of powers as you obtain world fragments like this.’
If you copy just one ability from each of your comrades from each world fragment, you can become a power-rich person.
But that is only possible because it is Parwell.
Because Parwell deeply analyzed and understood all of his colleagues’ abilities, and in some sense, knew them better than they did.
‘I guess I’ll have to focus on spirit magic for the time being.’
However, after trying to gain powers by altering two world fragments, this alone was not enough.
There was a clear limit to the power of the elementalist that could be obtained with a single world fragment.
It was necessary to strengthen the ability by investing more world fragments.
‘But it’s probably impossible to reach the level of Keel or Sedea.’
It would take at least a few dozen world fragments to get to that level.
Parwell thought it was too inefficient and was considering a suitable compromise.
Anyway, the current Parwell has become a being with both the power of the new blood and the power of the ancient elves.
Lorodish’s voice trembled as he confirmed that fact.
“… A fragment of the world?”
“yes.”
“This is also possible… … .”
Lorodish had been living since the mythical time, so he knew a lot about the lore of the world fragments.
Since I got my hands on it, I’ve done a lot of research.
But what Parwell implemented was only in the realm of possibility, where he thought, ‘That might be possible,’ but he never thought it would come true.
That must be because she is an elf.
Since I thought that spirit magic and spirit fusion were the privileges of elves, I could not imagine a situation where a human could obtain those privileges.
“Why did you show it to me?”
Soon Lorodish realized that Parwell had shown him this not simply out of a lack of caution, but because he had some intention.
Parwell said with a grin.
“I want to tell you that there is more than one path.”
“hmm?”
“Mordo said that the two of you were old. And that it would be fatal when you fought the Golden Bough in the future, and that by the time you realized it, it would be irreversible.”
Because that’s what happened in Sedolma.
Belsair was defeated and killed by the Elder of the Golden Bough due to his old age.
Lorodiche realized this the hard way with Belsair’s death, but it was too late to change anything.
“… … .”
“If abandoning your own race and becoming a member of the Ilderva clan is an unacceptable choice… then a good alternative would be to mutate the world fragments to avoid aging.”
Everyone has a time when they were young.
Therefore, for the aged to prevent further aging or regain youthfulness was a relatively easy goal to achieve among the results that could be achieved by altering the world fragments.
“…You showed me this secret just because of that?”
“Otherwise, I don’t think you’ll take it seriously.”
“I guess so.”
Lorodish sighed.
Even if you tried to persuade her with words, Lorodish would not have listened seriously.
It is persuasive because it clearly shows that it is feasible.
“I will listen carefully.”
The lesson learned from such a young human is painful.
Lorodish nodded in amazement at that fact.
* * *
From the next day, Parwell began training Lorodish’s disciples.
Her disciples numbered over thirty, but some were moving with the combat units or deployed to other areas.
So today, twenty-four people gathered in response to Lorodische’s call.
Naturally, there were many among them who were dissatisfied with the fact that they had to be guided by a human, especially a young Parwell.
But Parwell silenced those malcontents in one fell swoop.
“Come at it.”
Parwell waved his hand.
“what?”
“Wouldn’t it be quicker to show you that I have the ability to teach you? Time is a precious resource. I don’t want to waste it.”
“You arrogant one! No matter how much the Master acknowledges you, we have been practicing magic for much longer than you!”
“So did the golden elves.”
“what?”
“They’ve all been learning magic longer than me, but none of them can even do the basics.”
“… … .”
The elf wizards were speechless.
There was no hint of hesitation in Parwell’s speech. He spoke with such a calm demeanor that it did not feel pretentious.
“What matters is not how long you’ve been learning it, but how well you’ve learned it. What I’m going to teach you is not a new spell, but how to use what you’ve got. I’ll show you that. Go for it.”
“If you say so… I’ll check!”
One of the elf wizards stepped forward in anger.
Among the disciples of Lorodish gathered here, he was the one who reached the highest level.
A high-ranking magician who performs the 8th circle.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“what?”
“Everyone, come together.”
“What, what did you say?”
“It’s a waste of time to try to convince all of you one by one. I’ll convince everyone at once.”
“this person……!”
The elven wizards trembled with rage.
Who would have thought that there could be such an arrogant being besides the golden elves?
“If you defeat me, I will do whatever you want.”
“Phew.”
Parwell sighed as if he was frustrated.
“Okay. I’ll give you that much.”
and…….
“… … .”
Just 27 seconds until the decision is made.
This was true even though it was a mock match that thoroughly tested only order operation skills.
‘This… is worse than I thought. Didn’t you say that it’s been over a hundred years since you took me on as your disciple? What on earth did Lord Lorodish teach you?’
Parwell was somewhat taken aback by this result.
In fact, it took 27 seconds because Parwell was watching him and competing.
If I had put my mind to it, I could have crushed him in 10 seconds.
However, if you lack skill but have high self-esteem, you will not be able to accept it if you are easily defeated.
So, I intentionally gave him some breathing room to show off his skills, and then I destroyed him.
“You get it now, right? Let’s all jump in together. Oh, right… … .”
Parwell said, raising his left hand.
“I’ll just use my left hand. I won’t even open my blood vessels.”
Wizards use their hands a lot when casting spells.
Because it is much more effective to make movements with your hands rather than just using your head and senses to cast spells.
Hand gestures are even more valuable in situations where you need to cast magic quickly, either by charging your hand with magical power to create a foundation for casting a spell in the air or designating a target for a spell.
So it was a huge limitation for Parwell to fight with one hand sealed.
“…what?”
“Are you serious?”
The elven wizards were astonished at his arrogance.
But Parwell just smiled.
“Of course. Go for it.”
“Ha! I admit that you are skilled. You are a top-tier wizard. But I will make you realize that your arrogance is excessive!”
The wounded elven wizards joined forces and attacked Parwell.
and…….
* * *
“… … .”
A heavy silence reigned over the place.
“I have a rough idea of your skills.”
In front of him, nodding, the elf wizards sat down in a daze.
It took only 7 minutes and 20 seconds from the mock match of 1:24 to the conclusion.
Parwell, using only one hand, crushed all the elven wizards.
“You haven’t even mastered the basics.”
Parwell took a deep breath.
