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    Eredith knew Ian''s magic was strange.

    ''Ian is walking his own path.''

    Eredith had gathered diverse knowledge wandering the continent.

    It wasn''t for nothing that Ian called her the Wikipedia wizard.

    At first, Eredith thought Ian''s magic was northern shamans'' Arcana magic.

    ''Magic without using Maronius language.''

    Northern magic, preserving the primal mysteries intact, was closer to faith and prayer than systematic magic.

    In Ian''s words, Arcana magic was ''RNG bullshit magic''.

    RNG bullshit magic. Where had she heard that before?

    Right. It had the same nature as priests'' holy magic.

    Holy magic also worked by offering sacred pleas and receiving corresponding answers from great heaven.

    Arcana was RNG. Holy magic was RNG.

    Then what was the common point between these magics?

    The power''s source was divine beings.

    The god governing Arcana magic was the northern Ice God Hrundal.

    The god managing holy magic was Heaven''s Faith''s Sky God.

    In other words, both magics were divine power rather than human power.

    ''But...''

    Eredith had watched Ian''s strange magic several times.

    When clashing with the black dragon Predius, Ian used magic unlike anything Eredith had seen before.

    She''d thought it was just Arcana magic then...

    ''It''s different from Arcana.''

    Ian''s magic was different from any magic Eredith knew.

    The same conclusion came no matter how many times she thought about it.

    Then what exactly was Ian''s magic?

    ''...Created magic.''

    Eredith carefully reached her conclusion.

    Unique magic where existing rules didn''t apply.

    It could only be seen as magic Ian had created.

    This was completely different from modifying Maronius language.

    It was an entirely new system of magic, fundamentally different from its roots.

    Was that possible?

    Of course it was.

    Maronius had created magic by weaving language.

    There was no law saying Ian couldn''t create new magic.

    "What in the world...?"

    "Professor Ian! What kind of trick is this!"

    The seminar was full of accomplished wizards.

    Unless they were blind, they couldn''t miss Ian''s magic.

    Eredith waited for her disciple''s presentation, seized by strange anticipation.

    Her heart pounded.

    Though he was certainly the child she''d taught and raised...

    Now she was in the position of being curious about Ian''s magic.

    For her who always craved new magic, what could be more joyful!

    "You all probably know I''ve been researching Maronius''s memories."

    When Ian opened his mouth-

    The surroundings went quiet as if water had been poured.

    Everyone stared at Ian.

    Their eyes shone as if not wanting to miss a single word.

    "Though I gained much knowledge from his memories..."

    Ian spoke while looking straight ahead.

    "He advised me thus."

    "...Advice?"

    "Magic must evolve, and now is the time to advance to the next stage."

    "..."

    It wasn''t easily understandable content.

    Someone asked:

    "Did Maronius himself teach you magic?!"

    Ian answered:

    "No. He only showed me magic''s background and creation process."

    "T-then! That magic just now...!"

    "This is magic bestowed by a pagan god while traveling the north."

    Some priests wore shocked expressions.

    Though wizards were indifferent to religion, learning pagan magic!

    "Brother Ian! No matter what, that''s...!"

    "My presentation isn''t over yet, Brother."

    "..."

    When Ian spoke gently, the priest closed his mouth.

    Ian was right.

    #

    For days, Ian spent busy days.

    Starting with visitors (fucking many) asking about his demonstrated magic, having magic discussions with Eredith and Inglan, and having Arno and Isil absorb the star gem.

    [Goal: Create true Anor-lsil]

    [Gather all items below to draw out Anor-lsil''s power.]

    [1. Something containing sky''s power]

    [2. Something containing cloud''s power] - Achieved!

    [3. Something containing wind''s power] - Achieved!

    [4. Something containing star''s power] - Achieved!

    [5. Something containing sun''s power]

    [6. Something containing moon''s power]

    [When true Anor-lsil is complete, the Worship the Sky! challenge begins.]

    ''Hrundal promised to give one...''

    Hrundal promised to gift something containing sky''s power.

    What remained were treasures containing sun and moon''s power.

    "Arno. Isil. Can you tell which direction?"

    [Hmm... South! We need to go south!]

    [I-I think south is good too...]

    Anor-lsil''s power grew stronger.

    Now it could guide them to the next destination for its own completion.

    If he collected two more treasures in the south.

    Ian could meet the Sky God.

    ''...I''m reincarnated.''

    Ian wasn''t medieval.

    He was reincarnated, with a different mindset from others.

    Why he reincarnated into this medieval fantasy world - he still didn''t know.

    But meeting the god-

    Would resolve one of Ian''s long-standing questions.

    ''The south next?''

    Now rumors had spread everywhere, so Ian knew the south was a battlefield.

    But Ian chose to head south.

    Not only was his goal in the south...

    The black wizard movements Demonite revealed were quite suspicious.

    He knew they were plotting something strange.

    But this time they''re messing with the Emperor?

    If by chance the empire fell to black wizards, it would be very troublesome for Ian.

    That needed preventing.

    ''Should prepare to leave soon.''

    He''d finished enough theoretical study.

    He''d gained the magic learning speed bonus from Maronius''s memory world.

    Now Ian needed more experience.

    Ian briefly imagined his travel course.

    First go to Talian to greet Lucy.

    Then head south along the river!

    ''Good.''

    The sun had set and everywhere was dark.

    But Ian casually went for a walk.

    Darkness was no obstacle to a dark wizard.

    "Sob... sniff...!"

    "?"

    But right after going out for a walk, he heard a strange sound outside.

    Checking what it was-

    "...?"

    Ian was taken aback.

    A woman was crouched crying in the grass.

    "Kira?"

    It was none other than Kira.

    Kira belatedly noticed Ian and jumped in shock.

    "I-Ian?!"

    Tear tracks remained on her face.

    ''...Why am I thinking of Liria?''

    Seeing Kira''s tears, Ian felt an indescribable unpleasantness.

    Ian immediately grabbed Kira''s wrist.

    "Ian!"

    "Come on. Tell me what''s wrong inside."

    Kira was helplessly pulled along by Ian to his room.

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