Episode 4

The winter of Will's seventh year.

I'm growing up fast, absorbing the teachings of the gods.

Ronin's swordsmanship class is on Water Dragon Day, Miria's healing class on Fire Dragon Day, and Vandal's magic class on Wood Dragon Day.

So today I'm going to learn magic from Father Vandal.

Vandal is known as a theoretician among the gods, so he doesn't just hand you a wooden sword like Ronin, and he doesn't just roast herbs like Miria.

The first thing we did was to sit down and read a lot of history books.

"Why a history book and not a magic book?"

I asked, wondering why I was being forced to read a book that had nothing to do with magic.

"The basis of magic is knowledge. To understand the vast system of magic, you need to have basic knowledge."

"Besides," Vandal continued.

"I want you to be smart. I want you to learn more things and become a magician who can see the big picture. So I'm going to teach from scratch."

Vandal first taught me how to read and write, and then taught me about the origins of this world and the history of this country.

"The Kingdom of Midonia is a great country with a long history, located in the center of the world. Because it is the center of the world, it has always been embroiled in warfare, but this Table Mountain is an inviolable territory for all nations. Do you know why?"

"Because of father Vandal?"

"That's right. Table Mountain is the home of the gods. They do not interfere with the lower realms, but they also have an unwritten law that the nations of the lower realms will not interfere with them."

"Fubunritsu?"(basically he tries to pronounce something but jumbles it up)

"That's a difficult word for a child to understand. It's a simple rule."

"I know what the rules are. Ronin's rule is to drink alcohol every day. My mother's rule is to use a skin mask every day."

"My rule is to read a book every day."

"Yeah, I'm trying to follow your example and read at least one book a day."

"Isn't that great?"

Vandal tried to give me a picture book, but I looked at him reluctantly.

"Are you reading one picture book every day? If so, you shouldn't have enough. Next time, when I go to the city, I'll buy a new one. For now, please bear with this."

"No, I'm not. I read every day with my dad, Vandal."

"What? With me?"

I point to a thick book in Vandal's study.

"I read this yesterday."

I pointed to a book of magic called The Book of the Flaming Dragon, written by the ancient sorcerer Kal Rahab.

"No way, this was written in an ancient magical language."

"Ancient magic language is often spoken by Dad Vandal."

"That's a soliloquy. Did you decipher that soliloquy?"(basically the old man sometimes speaks to himself in the Ancient Language and that's how our MC learnt it.)

"Yup!"

I nod vigorously.

"I don't believe it. Is that true?"

"It's true. Well, I'll give you a guess. Just give me a page."

"Page 211, then."

"211, that's where Cal Rahab wrote the passage about fire magic. It's Cal Rahab's original. Well, I think the chanting words are 'يجوبان، لهب جوبان، لهب جوبان، لهب'."

Vandals are checking the Book of the Flame Dragon.

"...... You're right. Will, you've read and memorized this difficult book in just one day?"

"The content was gibberish, so I did my best to memorize it, so I could read it in my head whenever I wanted."

Vandal's narrow eyes widened and he murmured, "Is this kid a genius ......?

"...... I can't believe it."

Still mumbling to Vandal, I went into action to make him believe me.

"I still don't understand some of it, but the spellbook allows me to use magic. Look."

I opened the window and pointed outside.

I shoot my magic at the rocks outside the house.

The magic of Flame Storm. It's a firestorm.

The small flames from my hand swirled as I approached the rock.

By the time it reached the rock, it had become a storm of flames.

The firestorm burns powerfully.

"My God, Will, you can use the Flame Storm at your age?"

Vandal was astonished, but I was using magic without a care in the world.

Vandal looks at Will, who is happily using magic, and thinks.

This child is a genius.

Normally, a child learns magic as early as seven years old.

They learn the basic spells such as "Ignite" and "Telekinesis", and learned the magic of "Fireball" when they are about 10 years old.

But this child skipped all of that, and at the age of seven, he had mastered the "Flame Storm" spell.

And moreover Vandal didn't teach him that magic, he learned it on his own.

Vandal was not such a dexterous child.(No clue what this means)

In other words, this child is even better than the sorcerer Kirinji Vandal, who was said to be one of the best in hundreds of years.

When the all-powerful god Reus brought this child to me, I honestly didn't care about him at all. He didn't get excited like Ronin and Miria. No, on the contrary, he remembered that the baby had a disgusting face like a may fly.(??)

But guess what. In fact, after being exposed to a human child named Will, he changed his mind.

Knowing that there was a human child in this world with more talent and potential than himself, the old man's blood flushed.

"This child might be able to reach the truth of magic..."

He murmured to himself.

This child might be able to reach the truth of magic, which many sorcerers, even the Sage-Level Sorcerers who were called the most intelligent, had tried and failed to reach.

Vandal's cheeks relaxed at the thought.

He was annoyed that he was not the one to reach the truth, but he was not as jealous as he had thought.

When I look at Will's carefree smile, all of that disappears.

I can't help but be happy that my son will surpass me.

"Myriads of wise men who once challenged the truth of magic. I hereby declare that my son is the Master of all Magic. My son is the one who will fulfill the longing of all sorcerers."

Vandal, the God of Magic, shouted this in his mind and hugged his beloved son.

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