CH 213

“An impact magician…!? How could there be such a magician!? Do you think I’m an idiot? I’ve risen to become an S-rank adventurer in the Kingdom, yet I’ve never heard of such a thing!”

That would be the case too.

This type of magic was inspired by a casual conversation, “There was once an unfortunate fellow called Ebiwara, who could attack with fire, ice, lighting and other attributes on his fist. At first, it wasn’t all that powerful and everyone made fun of him, but once he got his steel fists, which divided his techniques into physical and special, no one laughed at them anymore.”

It is no wonder that he doesn’t know about it since I took the hint from an everyday conversation and improved it in my own way to make it my own.

The reason why I got thrown into slavery in the first place was that I couldn’t release the magic in my body. Even though I had a lot of magic power, I couldn’t even use the [Torch] magic, let alone [Fireball] that even a child can handle.

I wish I punched my father that day when he asked me to go on a picnic. I was so excited because he was so kind to me, even though he was usually so angry.

Ultimately, it was not a picnic but an excuse to lure me out to the slavers who had come all the way to the elven village to buy me.

However, I am deeply moved by how I am here today because of them.

I had given up because I could never use magic, no matter how much I raised my level as a member of Black Rose until I heard Kaisar-sama’s story.

If you can’t release it outside, you can build up the magic inside and use it.

From there, it was a continuous process of trial and error until my body got torn to pieces. 

I somehow brought it into shape by having Kaisar-sama patch up my wounded limbs every day after the magic was half-activated and exploded inside my body. So, it is a new way of fighting that Kaisar-sama and I created through our joint efforts.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it is the fruit of our love.

It is still in its infancy, but I am confident enough to say that there is no way I can get beaten by a former S-rank adventurer who has retired from active service and fallen into the role of a sidekick.

And one day, I’m going to beat the c**p out of the people who abandoned me.

“Whether you have heard of it or not, isn’t it obvious from the sword that prevented my attack?”

As I said this, I pointed to the lump of ice that formed on the spot the sword blocked my attack.