13-Magic control and spell improvements

I sit down on the futon and think about it.

When I look at my hand and become aware of it, it is still surrounded by a golden glow.

"Magic, right.........

It was a light that I could only think of as such. It was as if it was overflowing from inside me, emitting a glow.

Even though the color was different from the one that had enveloped the big boar, it seemed somehow similar to the one that had enveloped the big boar.

Probably because of the encounter with that giant boar, something like an organ that could sense magic power was developed. But because of that side effect, I lost consciousness.... It's a bit of a guessing game though.

I clenched my fist tightly and put some strength into it, and the light from my wrist increased in intensity. Looking at it, it still looked like magic power.

The quickest way to answer that question would be to cast a spell and actually check it out.

''But how do I knead the magic power into the magic language?''

I nod my head there. I don't know how to handle the magic power because it wasn't written in the magic book until that method.

For now, I try to cast some of the spells I've been using.

I'll also try to create wind, float things, and strengthen my body.

As I did so, I gradually got the knack of manipulating the magic power.

Be aware of which part of your body you want to focus your magic power on, and gather!　It's like a reminder of what to do.

If you want to put magic power into a spell, it seems to be better to concentrate it in the throat area. That's all you need to do to put magic power on the magic language.

I've also found out as I've tried a few more spells with magic power.

What I imagine is more faithfully reflected in my magic than before.

Even before, if I put the image of a flame on the words 'Splendor of the Red Jade', I could produce fire. However, the intensity of the fire at that time could not be adjusted, and it could only produce a certain size of fire at all times.

But by making it proportional to the size of the magic power that could be put into it, it was possible to exercise magic more in line with the image.

Magical language is the language that gives form to the imagination through magic power. Just by being able to handle that magical part better, he would be able to make the spells he had been using twice or three times more powerful.

By the way, I confirmed the other day that the words 'Splendor of Crimson Jade' won't activate even if you put an image of water on it. The reason for this is because the word 'Crimson Sparkle' conjures up the image of 'red hot fire', which overlaps with the 'meaning of the word', which is the sparkle emitted by a red gemstone.

In this way, it seems that 'the meaning of words' also works in witchcraft. If that wasn't the case, there would be no need for a magical language in the first place.

I tried to practice manipulating the magic power and changing the strength of the light that is created. The more magic power I put into it, the brighter the light could be changed as I wanted.

For sure, I'll be able to use my magic better than ever before. That's exactly what it is, just like a limb.

If I get to this point, I might be able to improve my spells.

So far I've been casting spells straight from the spellbook.

The reason is that as long as it's written there, it's guaranteed to have a certain effect.

I thought I'd regret it if I messed with it poorly and brought about an undesired result.

However, now that it has become possible to sense magic power, as long as we can accurately capture the words to make 'imagination' into 'form' as it is, we should be able to exercise magic with shorter and more efficient words.

........And it's embarrassing to say that every single one of those middle-grade phrases every time you say it. It's not like anyone will notice, though.

Anyway. Anyway, let's make up an original spell first.

If we're going to chant it, then yeah....

"'Lights'.

I chanted that first. Then a ball of light appeared near the ceiling. Okay, that's exactly what I imagined.

I look at the fluorescent white light and am convinced that my guess was correct.

Now let's turn the light off. When it comes to 'lighting up', of course.

'Lights out,'

The light ball disappeared.

This time I say another spell I've come up with, just to test things out.

"'Beanpot'.

The light came on, but with a vague orange glow. It was so feeble that even at night it couldn't illuminate the entire room, but I'm satisfied with what I imagined it to be.

Apparently, just by being able to use magic power, the scope of magic expands tremendously.

I also tried other things in the house: making the wind blow, letting the wind roll up, letting the wind circulate in the room, ventilating the room, raising the humidity in the room, lowering the humidity in the room... and many other things.

I even cut the back of my own hand with magic and used it to heal the wound that was created by it, still using magic to restore it.

In the direction of withholding large scale attack-type spells for now. I don't want to tear the house apart or turn it into charcoal.

I don't want to do the same thing as the charcoal soup incident. If it's home, even more so.

As I was practicing my sorcery skills while caring for the house like that, I felt someone with magical powers approaching my room.

It was similar to the one I remembered just before I encountered the big boar, but unlike that time, I didn't get a bad feeling or something like that.

I turned my gaze to the entrance of the room and the door was opened just in time.

''Gerald-chan, are you awake...?''

It was my mom who peeked out her face.

''Oh, Mom. Sorry, was it too loud?

'That's not a problem, but is your body okay now?　You've been asleep for three days.

...that much.

Yeah. My body's fine. I'm fine.

I got up and bounced on the spot, and my mom said, "Oh my God," and ran over to me and sat me down on the floor again.

Then she moved her face close to mine and brought our foreheads together.

"Ka, Mom!

I was surprised at the suddenness of the situation, but my mother, who had been standing still, muttered, "Yes, it looks like your fever has gone down," she said matter-of-factly.

But I can't help but feel embarrassed by what she did to me. I can't help but feel embarrassed that my mother has treated me like a child.

Well, I don't say that because it sounds childish. My mother in a previous life was like that, so I'm not used to being treated kindly like this, so I don't know how to react.

'Well?　Can you eat your food?

Uh, yeah.

Mom asks me a question when I let go of her face. My stomach grumbles while I'm having trouble answering her question, having been hit with a false answer because I was startled earlier.

Then she gives me a kind but amused, yet compassionate expression.

You don't look so worried about your stomach. Your stomach seems to be full of energy.

He smiled at me.

.........that's why I have a weakness for smiles like that.

If I said anything, my mom would probably tease me about it, so I won't say it.