The World of Masks

"Is the electroencephalogram special?"

As a Jack who had no knowledge at all, he had no choice but to ask questions. Politon nods and explains.

"Electrophoresis magic is inevitable. It's the magic of light, called sacred magic, used by the priests and dark magic said to have been used by the old Demon King. Divine magic is magic unfolded based on divine power, so you can actually only master the priests, and dark magic is magic that disappeared with the Demon King gone, so it's okay to assume that electroencephalological magic is actually the most powerful magic that a wizard can do right now. It's incredibly powerful and incredibly fast, and it's really scary when you're dealing with it."

Lightning was once a object of horror to the people that had been lifted up by the gods. The flash, the sound, the power. It was just as frightening to deal with nature's greatest energy chain lightning.

"Fantastic. What's expensive and difficult to master?"

"Skill books are expensive."

Samantha interrupts just listening to Jack and Politon's conversation.

"It's really expensive. Nearly 10 times more powerful than other magic skills."

Jack shuts up. The skill book was an expensive item. But that skill book is 10 times more expensive? Immediately, I desperately endured the word "fuck." It was literally the price of insult.

"Moreover, the experience required to level up a skill is 10 times higher than the average experience consumption of other magic. Power is sure, but it's magic that requires that much investment."

"Indeed. The others are astonishing."

In other words, power is sure, but it requires horribly expensive money to learn, and it means that it is a skill that dogs need to practice even after being trained. Jack looks at Samantha. I don't know the overall shape of my face because of the mask covering the eye area, but it doesn't look that harsh just by looking at the exposed area. I thought my eyes might be stubborn and poisonous if I took off my mask.

"But did you say Samantha? Can you control it when it's released outside?"

"It's possible."

"You're really good at it."

He said as if he admired it. However, there was another word I was unfamiliar with Jack.

"External emission controls? What's that?"

Jack felt like a fool. I felt like an ordinary student who was surrounded by a study club of first-class graduates. There are some differences in the years I've played the game, so I was a little embarrassed. But Jack asked a straightforward question.

"Huh? Well, I don't know about lightning because I have a bad head, but what is lightning doing?"

"Your Grace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Samantha next to me taught me, and she changed her words coldly.

"What's with that preacher? He moves around like a drunk because he's on his way."

"It moves irregularly because it flows to relatively low resistance, that is, the lowest insulation."

"Yes, that's it!"

This time, Samantha explained the supplementary explanation. Heavy hitting his palm liked it. You should make a pair sound when you hit your palm, but the heavy iron gauntlet makes Kang and iron clash annoying noises. The snow of the people frowned slightly.

"By the way, do NPCs know about that kind of physics?"

It was a very strange setup for NPCs living in the Middle Ages to know such high-end information.

"No. NPCs say that lightning spirits are worse pranksters than other spirits."

"Cook."

Jack, who heard back from Samantha, is missing. Because Spirits are so playful.Maybe they're just right for the medieval environment. Two more pranks and the whole world would be burned by lightning.

After briefly disconnecting from the story of Jack and Samantha, Hahn, who was a bit unpleasant, took a shot of the water cup in front of him and continued to explain again.

"After all, even if it fires electroenclosure magic, unlike any other magic, the attack will flow at your will. Particularly, lightning prefers those who wear metal armor like ours. If Samantha misfires her magic, we're not monsters, we're monsters. So it's also important that the wizard with the electroencephalogram magic is able to fully control its own external emissions and insert them into the target."

"That must be difficult."

"Hard."

Samantha answered Jack's question without bothering him.

"We need to target lightning, an enormous chain of energy that roars like a raging calf. Other families of magic need external control, but they're also consumed dozens of times as much life as they are because their energy and velocity are incomparable. I would hardly shoot lightning directly on this expedition."

"Then how do we attack?"

Samantha stares at Jack. Was Jack bothering to keep asking questions? But Jack wasn't delicate enough to back off. Samantha sighs faintly at Jack, who doesn't even look at him. Then he raises his cane. Other people also looked at Samantha whether she was curious or not.

"El Er. Vin. Hun. Zaunt."

A circle magic circle around the crystal sphere of the magic wand is about 50 cm in diameter. All I could say was that the slow rotation of the blue color was truly fantastic. The lines drawn inside the magic jewels, letters and geometric symbols evoked the fabulous neon sign. The lines that were forming a magic circle were emitting elongated light, like an electrical signal passing through a circuit.

"Wheeeek! As expected, before the magic kicks in, it's a fantasy."

"It really is. unless there's an enemy who's doing fantastic magic."

"Kuhahaha. That's for sure. If the enemy is fantastic or crazy or incomplete with magic, he can just bounce right off his back and forget about it, or else he can run for it."

Next to him, Politon and Guhan talked a lot. But Jack didn't pay any attention to it. The first time Jack saw magic, he tried to conceal the illusion that was unfolding in front of his eyes a little more. Even with 3D TV, he could never see it in other virtual reality games that had just begun to step off.

In the meantime, Samantha's spell continues.

"Lime.phosphorus. Melt. Dean. Gerty, Tana."

"Honestly, I'm sick of chanting that spell, so I don't think a wizard will last a lifetime."

He lowers his voice as if to tell you a secret and laughs heavily. Samantha's voice rises somewhat as if the spell had reached the end.

"Sidita. Gould. Phosphorus."

A cheerful voice echoes decisively.

"Generate!"

A magic circle formed around the wand shatters into pieces. Fragments of the magic circle around the crystal sphere, one by one, have been absorbed into the crystal sphere, like a rotating satellite around the planet. As the debris was absorbed, the crystal sphere emitted a stronger blue light. As the crystal sphere absorbed to the last debris, it emitted its light at its peak.

Hook.

The light disappears like a lie. Jack looks at the crystal sphere of the magic wand in detail. Inside, there were words of blue light that were not seen before floating round. And the threads made of blue light that shook around the crystal sphere were rooted in the crystal sphere and shaking in the air of the sky.