The Great Sword is not the Main Body!-Chapter 103: Spirit Master, Ser (2)

Ser loved magic.

Raised by her parents who were magicians of the Magic Tower, she couldn't help but fall in love with the miracles magic brought about.

Was it the fruit of that fervent feeling?

Ser, who loved magic, showed outstanding talent from a young age.

When she could speak, she felt the flow of magic.

When her intellect became clear, she freely used magic.

When she was two years old, she possessed magic power that exceeded human standards.

Her parents also witnessed glimpses of their daughter's talent and hoped ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) that she would fulfill the dreams they could not.

Thus, her parents became her teachers and began to instill in her various knowledge of magic.

When children her age learned languages, Ser memorized spells.

When she read fairy tales, she read intermediate magic books.

When she ate the food she wanted to eat, she drank potions.

When I was sick with a cold, I was on the verge of death due to exhaustion.

When spring came, I made flowers with magic.

When summer came, I was tied up under the scorching sun and made ice.

When fall came, I returned the falling leaves to the trees.

When winter came, I was locked in the freezer and made a fire.

The food I always ate with my bare hands.

I started eating with utensils made with alchemy.

The scar left by a wild dog bite.

It was completely erased with healing magic.

The sewage water I had to eat to survive.

I made it sweet using a newly created artifact.

The bugs I ate for protein.

They were turned into the corpses of beasts with their throats cut off.

I had a time worse than an animal, but I didn't think of them as misfortune.

I considered the talents I had and the expectations of my parents as blessings.

When I welcomed a new spring like that.

Her name was given numerous nicknames.

The youngest magician affiliated with the Magic Tower.

An unparalleled genius.

A child born of magic.

A guide who would take her to the end of magic.

And, the reincarnation of the great sage Virus.

Such heavy nicknames became the driving force that stimulated her growth and led her to even higher places.

She created her own new magic based on the magic formulas in the magic book.

She created a more efficient way of using magic, not the one known to the world.

She created a great magic that only she could use, which could only be used with endless magic.

She created the word spell, which is said to be the exclusive property of dragons, that contains magic in language.

In her late teens.

Instead of using magic by accumulating magic in her body.

She created her own unique magic that directly converted magic floating in the air into magic.

When she became an adult.

In front of Ser's name, not a nickname. She was given the title of Great Magician of Miracles.

Her eyes were looking at the end of the magic path.

Her legs were moving straight towards the end of the path.

Magic loved Ser.

Ser loved magic.

However, the world did not love Ser.

They were jealous of her overwhelming talent.

They envied her great achievements.

They coveted her endless magic power.

Matapju also belonged to the category of such people.

In the end, Matapju, blinded by such emotions, crossed the line.

She tried to open the door to the spirit world that could never be opened with human magic power, using Ser's body as a medium.

She spread false rumors.

She ruined those around her.

She slandered, envied, and made them jealous.

However, Ser's parents took her side until the end.

Was that the love of a parent? It was unclear whether it was the wizard's longing to see the end of magic.

Ser was so happy about it.

That's why, when her parents were taken hostage.

She could give up her body without hesitation.

Even if her magic power was depleted.

Even if her total magic power was reduced.

She had the knowledge, talent, and achievements she had.

And her feelings of loving magic, and her parents who loved her.

She was confident that she could reach the end of magic.

That's how, when she walked up to the Magic Tower Lord and gave her magic power.

Everything fell apart.

The magic formula that the Magic Tower Lord had spent her entire life building was fundamentally wrong.

The Magic Tower Lord's intention of becoming the master, not summoning the spirits, enraged the spirits.

That ugly emotion provoked the spirit king.

The spirits went berserk.

The spirits that manifested through Ser's magic began to slaughter all the magicians of the Magic Tower.

Ser's parents were also included in that category.

The wind cut off his limbs.

The water suffocated him.

The fire burned his wounds.

The earth pierced his body.

The darkness turned his body into a filthy lump of flesh.

The light healed it all.

Again.

The wind.

The water.

The fire.

The earth.

The darkness.

The light.

But Ser was a genius.

Even in this situation, he did not lose his senses, and he realized exactly what he could do.

He evaporated all of his magic that was spread across the area.

He changed the magic flowing within his body.

He twisted, blocked, bent, tore, and blocked the path.

Next, he changed the nature of his magic.

Finally, he reconstructed his body into one that could never use magic again.

He finished that series of events.

Just as the light healed his parents' bodies.

As soon as her parents' bodies, which were nothing more than torn pieces of flesh, returned, Ser's magic disappeared.

The spirits whose mediums had disappeared scattered.

Her parents, who were still intact, remained.

That was enough.

She gave up the magic she loved, but it didn't matter.

She thought that if she had parents who loved her, she could rise again and again.

However.

The 'world' did not love Ser.

It did not sympathize.

It did not feel pity.

Her parents, who had felt the pain of death again and again,

no longer had intelligence.

They pulled out their own tongues.

They ate their own skin.

They could not even ask to be killed.

They had become living pieces of meat.

And.

In her body, which had become an ordinary body.

The magic of the spirits that had made her parents like that.

That had destroyed everything about her.

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The gate to the spirit world was connected.

But.

Still.

Ser was a genius.

She knew exactly what she had to do.

She crawled and cut her father's neck.

Without a blade, with a piece of broken glass.

Without strength, over and over.

She tore the leather.

Cracked the bones.

Stopped the breath.

With her bony hands, she stabbed her mother's heart.

Teared the leather with a piece of broken glass.

Cracked the bones with a stone.

She stabbed the heart.

She didn't borrow the power of the spirits.

She finished it silently with her own hands.

When that new spring came.

A new title was added to her name.

A magician who creates miracles without magic.

A magician who controls beautiful spirits.

A magician who creates fantastic scenery.

They say.

Ser, the spirit master.

*****

“Why are you all doing that?”

With a sound like the cozy cabin was collapsing, a person who would change the mood appeared.

“Si, Sirinniim...!”

I immediately ran to Sirin and grabbed her arm.

“Hmm? Why all of a sudden...”

Sirin, who had been wondering at my strange reaction, soon smiled bitterly.

“That’s right... Didn’t you say that you could use the ignition stone?”

“This is faster.”

“This is a headache.”

Sirin shook her head and patted my back, then walked over to the sofa where the group was sitting and buried herself in it.

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“I wish you would understand... It won’t be easy. But I’m not a bad kid, so please don’t push me away too much.”

“Ah... Yes. I don’t necessarily think you’re a bad person.”

[That’s right. Not a bad bitch, but a crazy bitch.]

‘Joe, be quiet!’

I slapped the bracelet on my wrist.

“By the way, have you checked Ser’s body?”

“...Nothing yet...”

Rubia let out a trembling sigh and lowered her head.

I walked up to her and held her hand tightly.

It was damp, cold, and trembling.

“Well...Rubia, you can definitely fix it, so don’t worry too much.”

“...That’s fortunate.”

“Hmm. And since you’re asking me with your bare hands, I’ll give you a decent reward.”

Shirin, who was slurping down my strawberry milk, turned her head to look at Ser.

Ser also said the same thing, holding up a steaming cup.

“I’ll do my best to give you what I can. First... Noah, can I take a look at the fragment of the End that you have in your arms? I have some knowledge of alchemy, hehe.”

“...Yes, yes...?”

“Oh, I didn’t peek. I saw the Hand of the End before, and I just felt the same aura coming off of it, so I found out.”

[Wow... She’s a crazy woman with outstanding abilities.]

Serga smiled old-fashionedly.

Cartia muttered something vulgar.

“And Rubia... Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Oh, I. Um...”

Rubia tapped her lips for a moment, then carefully opened her mouth.

“If you can do alchemy, can you also... create artifacts?”

“Of course.”

“Oh... yes. Then, um... I’ll tell you about this separately. Hehe.”

After finishing her words, Rubia held my hand tightly and smiled quietly.

She was no longer cold, and she wasn’t trembling.

“Good. Then, how about we get started?”

“Yes. Let’s do that. Ser-nim, first... Could you give me your hand?”

“Yes. I understand.”

Ser nodded, took another sip of coffee, and reached out to Rubia.

“Okay, then, you should try training too!”

Seeing that, Sirin nodded and got up from her seat.

“Yes, yes...? Training...?”

“Well, even if you can’t do it, it’ll take three days. You can’t just sit around and do nothing, right?”

“Th-three days...?”

“Three days is fast. If Rubia keeps going without stopping, it’ll take about three days, and it could be longer.”

For a moment, she poured divine power into Ser’s body.

Rubia, who had been sending it, opened her mouth with difficulty.

“Um... yes. I think it will take about that long. But... how did my body get like this...”

“Hehe. How did it end up like this.”

“If that’s true. Let’s hurry and get moving!”

Sirin, who smiled as if satisfied, grabbed my wrist.

And as usual, she lifted her arm and snapped her fingers.

“Rubia-sama, your skin seems really nice.”

“Yes, yes? What did you say?”

Just before the scenery changed.

“The scent, the feeling, the atmosphere... they resemble mine.”

“Huh...! Ser-nim...?!”

Incomprehensible sounds passed by my ears.

[Hey, I think I’m fucked?]