Chapter 52 (2)

Chapter 52 (2)

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Moving the fireball up and down with his hand, Ian continued.

Your talent is much greater than mine. If you put your mind to it, reducing a person to cinders would be childs play. So dont think you lack the means to protect yourself.

Sorry to interrupt again, but did Luci really have such tremendous abilities?

Yes. The talent of an archmage.

Good heavens. Its hard enough to even see one mage these days. And here I have two by my side.

Luci looked down at her own hand.

She stretched her palm out wide just as Ian had.

But that was it.

When nothing happened, Luci looked back at Ian.

Her eyes seemed to ask for an explanation.

With a slap, Ian dispersed the fireball in his palm, then shrugged.

You just have to draw out your magic power. With your talent, you wont even need magic formulas or incantations.

How do I.Draw out magic power?

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This was an unexpected question for Ian as well.

While magic power could be concealed from external view if needed, the wielder themselves should be able to sense it at all times.

There was no need to learn how to move your fingers.

You just had to move them.

On top of that, to be honest, Ian didnt have an explanation either.

Unlike other mages in this world, he had learned and wielded magic simply by raising his stats.

As Luci looked up into Ians eyes, she soon murmured.

You might be mistaken about something.

Thats not it.

Ian shook his head.

Youve received divine grace. If I cant properly explain, its because I wasnt born with a special talent like yours.

It was an assertion he could make because he had received the quest.

At the very least, the quest didnt lie.

On top of that, considering what would soon happen at the Temple of Furnace, everything fit together perfectly.

Youve forgotten even the existence of your own talent after living without it for so long. It will just take some time to awaken it again.

Rolling her hands into fists, Luci answered in a slightly discouraged voice.

Still, I also want to learn how to use a sword like Master Ian.

Youre very enthusiastic to learn.

Ian chuckled as he carelessly added.

Ill teach you when you can conjure flames. Starting only from then.

Luci nodded seriously.

By then, youll probably have no interest left in swordplay.

Ian murmured to himself and speared the jerky again.

Luci looked down at her hands again.

Thinking that, Ian nodded.

Although he couldnt tell the exact location, they had already passed over half of Belronde.

So far the only clashes were routine assaults by demons, so it could be called a very successful journey.

So far.

If we can keep going like this for about another week

Ian, who was thinking, suddenly turned his head back towards the carriage.

His eyebrows narrowed.

Its not the empire, f*ck.

Theyre coming.

Whats coming?

The sound of hooves There, you can see them now.

As Ian confirmed the cavalry rushing towards them in the distance, the corners of his eyes narrowed.

Miguel turned his head with a stiff expression.

Damn it, I knew something was fishy in my dream. Could it be those Imperial guys?

Doesnt seem like it. Unless they threw away all that good equipment.

There was no uniformity in the clothing of the guys rushing here.

They were typical gangs of bandits or mercenaries.

As a dim magical power surged in Ians pupils.

Stop if you dont wanna get caught!

The guys who caught up with the carriage surrounded them at an appropriate distance in the blink of an eye.

Five in total.

I wondered, but I feel like weve found the right people.

The thug with the vicious expression who had shouted to stop looked over Ian, Miguel, and Luci, who had her hood down, and murmured.

He seemed to be the boss of the group.

Before they knew it, the other guys had also aimed their muskets at Ian and Miguel.

Ian asked nonchalantly.

What business?

Are you Ian Hoff? Looking at it, the coachman seems to be the guy named Miguel, and that kid looks like a young lady.

You even know the names?

Contrary to what he felt inside, Ian shook his head.

You have the wrong person. Are you criminals?

The boss snickered.

Well. Theres something I want to ask. What did you guys do to have bounties placed on you? From my view that guy definitely seems to be Miguel.

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Ians brow furrowed as he turned his head.

Sweat was streaming down Miguels ashen face.

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