Chapter 485

"Luna said she might not be able to teach me properly, and as she said, she didn't give me any guidance afterwards. Lena, Ellen's childhood friend, said something passing by that gave me some resonance, saying that if you rush too much, you can't do anything. Luna's emotional words also had some overlap with Lena's words. However, it was a difficult situation to remain calm. There were too many problems in my head that I needed to pay attention to. Even if it was for the future, my restlessness only increased because I thought all those problems were out of my control. Luna still didn't teach me anything, and I continued to practice magic enhancement in the field with anxiety and unease. 'I brought lunch. Eat some and continue.' 'Uh... Thank you.' Lena sometimes came and brought water or lunch. It was a somewhat embarrassing behavior, and Lena seemed to have noticed my feelings. 'Luna aunty prepared it for you. Did I do it myself?' '...Oh, I see.' No. I need guidance, not lunch. Luna Arthurius clearly had some thoughts and I just didn't understand them. Luna Arthurius was only paying attention to me without giving me the help I really needed. At the shabby wooden table in the field, I ate a sandwich with hard bread, ham, and vegetables. By the way, Luna aunty. My first impression of Luna Arthurius was an image of a transcendent absolute being. Is she just a neighborhood aunty in Lizeia? Neighborhood aunty (world's strongest, prepares lunch). 'By the way, Luna aunty and Ellen look a lot alike, don't they?' 'Yes, they do.' They were almost identical to the point of being nailed to the board. Of course, if you look closely, Ellen had a slightly sharp corner. But now Ellen is twenty years old and an adult. But that doesn't mean she looks exactly like Luna anymore. 'Mr. Ronan looks a lot like Lagan oppa, no, this is weird because Lagan oppa looks like Mr. Ronan.' Lena burst out laughing as she said this. Lena said this and looked quietly towards the village. 'Do you feel it too?' '...What?' 'Our village is a bit strange.' I was so surprised because I didn't expect Lena to say such a thing. Does Lena really know less about Lizeia than I do? 'It's strange. When you see Luna aunty, she doesn't seem to age at all.' 'Ah...' There was not a single blemish on her timeless face, and there was no trace of the passage of time. On the other hand, although Ronan Arthurius didn't show much signs of aging, it was clear that he was aging. Lena also finds it strange that Luna hasn't changed at all since she was a child. Sometimes the elderly people in the village call Luna "Luna-nim." Luna Artorius is a special existence even in Lysirea. Lena wonders if Luna is just a neighborhood aunty who happens to be the world's strongest. Arta, one of Ellen's childhood friends, appears and suggests practicing together. The protagonist notes that magic enhancement is not an ability that anyone can awaken, but only a few can. Even in the temple where they gather talented people from all over the continent, only a few succeed in magic enhancement. Ellen and the protagonist are very special cases, and even in Lysirea, Arta cannot be their opponent. "If Arta is around twenty years old and hasn't awakened magic enhancement yet, it's not a very special case. It's actually quite common. That's why, even if the opponent is a bit impressive, I didn't want to use the power of magic enhancement to crush them. Skill with skill. I'm not losing to Ellen anymore. Arta takes a step forward. -Tak! In an instant, I missed her movement. -Ttak! Almost instinctively, I defended my side and felt a cheerful ringing as her sword hit it. "What?" Arta stepped back, then swung her sword towards me again, this time towards my front. "Are you underestimating me?" -Hooong! A threatening sound of breaking came from her sword that passed by my right cheek at an extraordinary speed and power that I could feel on my skin. "You." This guy. "What?" She hasn't even used magic enhancement, how can she move like this? -Hooong! I kneed her neck that came too close to my chest, but she twisted her body and lightly avoided it. "I don't know." Arta raised her head. "What do you think?" After spinning her sword in the air a few times, she aimed it at me again. Lena is ordinary, but this guy is not. I don't know what it is, but he's not someone to underestimate. I am someone whose average ability exceeds A-rank even without using magic enhancement. Someone who doesn't use magic enhancement moves like me. -Kurrring! Seeing the blue flames all over her body, Arta smiled. I threw away the sword in my right hand. I don't need a weapon that can't withstand my strength. "Oh." Arta laughed. "Actually, I like that too." She also threw away her sword. * * * I'm not a professional in hand-to-hand combat, but I'm not bad either. I didn't just learn swordsmanship from Ellen. -Clang! But this is strange. -Kwoong! This is definitely strange. When our fists collided, a threatening sound swept the field. Arta blocked my punch with her crossed arms and bounced back. Even if I strengthen my body with magic enhancement, my body becomes harder than a piece of iron depending on my magic output. She barely blocked it by crossing her arms, then flicked her arm and jumped again. -Pyeok! When I blocked her upper kick with my left arm, I felt a dull shock. Arta is emitting a destructive power that cannot come out of a bare body. This doesn't make sense. No matter how strong the body is, there cannot be a level of physical strength that enhances the strength of the body. That can only be done through the magic output of magic enhancement. -Kung! -Jjeoong! -Puck! -Jjeoak! Even when her back kick couldn't hit me and kicked the tree behind me, it broke completely. Does this make sense?" The protagonist is amazed that Arta is able to fight with incredible speed and power without any magic enhancement. Arta emits a destructive power that cannot come from a bare body, which confuses the protagonist. Despite this, the two continue to fight, with Arta breaking trees with her kicks and the protagonist struggling to keep up. The chapter ends with the two fighters throwing away their swords and engaging in a bare-handed fight. The protagonist realizes that Arta is not someone to underestimate, and that there is something special about her abilities. However, what went up was only the output itself, and my skills did not increase at all. No, it's not just a matter of not increasing. It has regressed. "Magic enhancement is like a reflection of your state of mind. Your magic enhancement form is very violent and rough." I could only nod my head dumbfoundedly at Arta's words. "I don't know how your body can handle it, but if you enhance your magic like you do, your body should be destroyed. It's strange that it's not." It's just that my rough method can withstand it because of my strong basic physical abilities. I enhance my body while forcibly emitting powerful magic. It's strange that I can withstand it, and in the first place, my magic enhancement is nothing more than self-destructive. It wasn't originally like that, but it became like this at some point. So, I could win against Arta in terms of output, but I couldn't keep up with her in terms of technique. A sophisticated magic enhancement level where even the slightest hint of magic enhancement is not visible. If Arta can convert about 90% of her magic into her own strength, I can't even convert half of my magic into strength. It's too inefficient, but it doesn't collapse because the absolute value of the output is high. I felt a sense of defeat even though I won in practice. What's important in magic enhancement is not only output, but also increasing efficiency when you can't increase output anymore. The fact that my magic enhancement takes the form of a huge blue flame and burns means that my magic is burning incompletely. This method only crushes with force. I have to fix this method. "...Thank you." Arta taught me something Luna didn't teach me, strangely enough. No, did she know it would turn out like this? "What are you thankful for?" Arta just shrugged her shoulders and said nothing.