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Chapter 7 - Magic (2)

I took the grimoire and returned to the lodging provided by the Familia.

"Hmm..."

Rather than saving it for later, I figured it was best to use it now, so I opened the grimoire immediately.

[What is Magic?]

Author: Fels

"...Never heard of that name before."

[Magic is a form of possibility.]

[It is that which makes the impossible possible; it is a thing of infinite potential.]

"Hmm..."

[If you desire it, turn the page.]

[If you desire it, yearn for it.]

[The mirror has been prepared.]

"..."

I turned the page.

[What is magic to you?]

As the page turned completely, a voice rang out—one that felt simultaneously foreign and familiar.

I pondered for a moment, and the answer came instantly.

This... was my own voice.

"A means to achieve what I desire."

[And what is it that you desire?]

"An unbreakable magic sword."

[...]

[I shall ask once more. What is it that you desire?]

"An unbreakable magic sword."

[I see... Then, what is a magic sword to you?]

"A sword that embodies magic."

[And what do you intend to do with this unbreakable magic sword?]

"..."

What I wanted to achieve with a magic sword... huh.

To be honest, it was a goal that bordered on the impossible.

I remembered the day I forged my first magic sword, only to collapse from exhaustion and fall into a deep fever.

That day, I had a dream.

A dream of a man forging and wielding a blade.

When that man looked upon the sword he had created, even though he knew it was merely a dream, it felt as if his heart had stopped.

The ultimate strike—a single swing that could cleave the heavens and set the seas ablaze.

That was what I yearned for,

and an unbreakable magic sword was simply the starting point.

"To forge the ultimate sword."

[As I thought...]

"You got a problem with that?"

[None.]

[If anything, I am relieved.]

[Because that foolish existence is me... you.]

[Name: Bellf Crozzo]

LV.1

Strength I 37

Endurance I 31

Dexterity I 23

Agility I 20

Magic G 423

Magic:

[Sword Emperor of Nothingness]

- Embodies swords within the mental image.

- Projects the embodied swords.

- Manifests a single blade upon chanting.

Chant: That which reaches the end is countless training, a mountain of blades piled high. Sever the karmic debt through bonds. The blade of Crozzo that raises eight layers of walls.

[Enhancement]

- Increases the performance of the tool held in hand.

[]

Skills:

Crozzo Blood

- Ability to forge magic swords.

- Enhances the abilities of the magic sword during creation.

Will of Wrought Iron

- Unwavering mind.

"What is this...? Why on earth do you have two magic spells!?"

The next day, when I went to have my status updated, Hephaistos shouted in sheer astonishment.

"I happened to get my hands on a grimoire, so I read it immediately."

"Are all you Crozzos such freaks?! Even that guy wasn't this extreme!"

"Did you happen to meet one of my ancestors?"

"...It would be a lie to say there was no connection."

"Sounds like it wasn't a very pleasant connection."

"..."

"Anyway, I'm going to head to the Dungeon for a bit."

Since I'd acquired something new, I had to put it to the test.

"...Change your clothes before you go."

"Why?"

What was wrong with wearing a mangauche?

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