Chapter 719: Strange Grayish-White Flame

Chapter 719: Strange Grayish-White Flame

Although Sein had already agreed to undertake an interplanar infiltration mission to the Verdant Wilderness World, it would not happen so soon yet.

After meeting his mentor, Sein returned to his quarters in the divine tower.

The experiments and research that he had scheduled before continued as usual.

For Sein, the special assignment from his mentor did not necessitate major changes to his routine.

The only difference was that Sein had taken the time to craft several life-saving magic items.

He had also prepared a number of potions to restore mana, focus, and stamina.

***

In the laboratory, Sein flipped open a black leather-bound spellbook—the Magus book he had previously obtained from Master Cipher.

Throughout his study and research career, Sein had encountered numerous presentations on aspects related to the Magus.

Yet, the ancient era had seen a significant decline in this oldest profession of spellcasters in the Magus World, with its true glory belonging to the primordial and immemorial eras.

The history from those periods was too distant; much of it could no longer be verified, and only a few records had survived the passage of time.

The book gifted to Sein by Master Cipher was titled “Da Vinci Whisper”.

It focused on occult arts and sonido magic, or so Sein initially thought.

However, the contents of the spellbook were profoundly obscure, seemingly chronicling the mundane daily life of a spellcaster named Da Vinci, alongside the peculiar phenomena he observed and the insights he derived from them.

This made the book unusually cryptic.

Even Rank Two mages like Sein would find themselves puzzled at first.

Yet, as he immersed himself once more, pondering deeply over its contents, an absurd and bizarre atmosphere enveloped him.

It was reminiscent of the one Sein had experienced in that secret realm’s leaning tower.

What a mysterious Rank Four mage Master Cipher is!

Could the strange phenomena be caused by a special sound wave that could generate mystical energy?

Or is it the emergence of this mystical energy that causes different people to hear different voices?

Master Da Vinci mentioned in the book that he heard rustling sounds.

But why do I hear ... tinkling noises instead?

Yet, it exuded a coldness and eeriness that reached deep into one’s soul.

It caused Natalya to recall the most horrifying images from her childhood, buried deep in her memories.

Every formidable individual had a past, and nearly everyone had a childhood to remember.

There were only a few things that could frighten a tough woman like Natalya.

Yet, a childhood encounter with an undead had left a deep-seated fear in her.

It happened long ago when Natalya was barely strong enough to wield a giant sword, yet capable of defeating most undead below Rank Two.

Despite her prowess, the memory of a small skeleton still haunted her, evoking a profound fear.

The emergence of the grayish-white flame on Sein’s fingertips triggered this unsettling memory in Natalya.

“Could this be the product of mystical power combined with the pyro element? It’s surprising that I hadn’t noticed when I unleashed this mystical power and perfectly merged it with the fire elemental energy...” Sein pondered.

Every magic experiment carried its significance and integrity.

The appearance of the grayish-white flame was clearly accidental.

Had Natalya not interrupted Sein’s contemplation, such an outcome might have not happened.

Sein’s current priority was to document everything about this unusual phenomenon.

The chilling sensation the flame imparted confirmed it was no ordinary fire.

Intrigued by this mystical power, Sein grew even more interested in the capabilities of the Magus.

He resolved that if the opportunity arose, he would visit the Northern Witches Council.

***

It was just a small flame, and there was not much to record.

Sein managed to document everything within a few sandglasses. By the time he was done, Natalya was visibly sweating.

At home, she often wore a tight black outfit instead of her armor, allowing her to move freely in the training room. Sometimes, she wore nothing at all.

Natalya exuded a different kind of allure when she was drenched in sweat.

Her pale face, marked by rare fear, gave her a vulnerable look that would stir anyone’s heart.

Setting aside his experimental tools, Sein approached her.