On the first day of the Harvest Moon, Boom and Rikka came to the dense forest as usual. The former ducked into the Wonder House, while the latter sat down outside the door.
"Actually, I'm just giving it a try, and I'm not a contracted beast, so it's impossible for me to endanger my life due to evolution." Boom's voice came from inside the Wonderful House.
"Oh, my brother can protect me for ten days. Isn't this a way of repaying my kindness? Stop talking nonsense." Rikka took out snacks from the dimensional space and replied nonchalantly.
Boom smiled when he heard this, said nothing more, turned around and sat cross-legged. Although his magic level has reached the elementary level, he has not been able to practice the matching moves.
Therefore, today Boom plans to practice hard, hoping to officially become a space magician. The most important thing is to have more money to save his life.
Although the "Twelve Palaces Continuous Bullet" is powerful, it is just a cover-up to hide oneself as a space magician. What one really needs to master is the moves in the parchment.
Take a deep breath and adjust your body to the best condition. The magic power of the black wood staff and the body are filled with energy. And there are six flowers guarding the outside of the house, so there is no need to worry about being disturbed by anyone.
Boom slowly took out the parchment from his arms and read it carefully from the first word. This was his habit, and it was also a sign of lack of confidence.
Half an hour later, Boom put it away and stood still while holding the black wooden staff. "Elemental Summoning" was cast again, and four magic-patterned light bands appeared around him.
Red is the scorching flame, blue is the flowing stream, cyan is the gentle breeze, and brown is the generous plain. They are mutually reinforcing and incompatible, but they are also transforming each other.
Magic circle is a kind of spell that can only be cast by ancient magicians. Although the moves of different levels are different, and although the power of each move is very different, the essence is actually only two words.
"Balance of magic power" is something that has always been emphasized in the parchments. The so-called balance of magic power means that no matter whether the magic circle is composed of one or more kinds of magic power, it must conform to the concept of equality of all things.
"As a space magician, the first thing you have to do is not to rush to practice, but to keep yourself normal and have a pair of eyes that can see everything clearly."
"In the eyes of space magicians, flowers are just flowers, there is no good or bad. A river is a river, regardless of disaster. And magic is magic, there is no distinction between strong and weak."
"All life and death in the world depend on the person who casts magic. There is no right or wrong in magic, and there is no right or wrong in moves. In the end, the one who makes the mistake is the one who makes the mistake."
"The so-called magic circle is a concrete representation after understanding all the above principles. It is not only a means of attack and defense, but also the true meaning of magic."
"Use your own magic power as a guide, use the staff as a medium, and use all things as a picture. If you have a magic circle in your mind, you can move at will and strike first."
Boom kept repeating the words recorded in the parchment, but the "element summoning" gradually stopped. But what he didn't know was that a whole day had passed.
Rikka outside the door did not move. She wanted to peek in secretly, but she resisted the idea because she knew that Boom was at a critical moment, just as critical as her own evolution.
The person who caused her to think this way was none other than Boom himself. Because he seemed like a dead person now, not only did his breath seem to be gone, but he also exuded magic fluctuations from his body.
Although Rikka could sense Boom's situation through spiritual fusion, she always felt that something was wrong. But she was not a magician, so she didn't interrupt rashly.
At noon the next day, Rikka ate the last piece of white sugar cake, and took out the dried meat and bread with a sad face. The weather in the harvest moon was already a little cool, but it was still comfortable.
Lying at the door of the Wonderful House, Rikka wanted to sleep, but she turned to look at the waterfall not far away, and straightened her body again.
Boom in the room is staring at his staff at this time. This is the first time he has stared at this object. Since he wants to understand "all things are equal", it is best to start with it.
"I have never had feelings for my staff, nor can I say I dislike it. Is this a kind of equality?" Boom stared at the black wooden staff and thought mockingly.
This seemingly insane practice continued for another day. Although the magic power in Boom's body had undergone some changes, the distance from success seemed negligible.
Hungry, sleepy, and even because there was no fire, the temperature in the Wonderful House dropped to its lowest point. Boom sat there in a daze, his thoughts slowly turning around.
The nobles are nobles, and the poor are poor. Everything the nobles do to the poor is balance in their eyes, and vice versa.
The strong are strong, and ordinary people are ordinary people. Everything the strong do to ordinary people is balance in their eyes, and vice versa.
Fairness is part of balance, kindness is part of balance, sunshine is part of balance, smile is also part of balance.
Blood is a balance for killers. Money bags are also a balance for thieves. The so-called balance of all things means that all things should include everything.
A smile gradually appeared on Boom's face. He didn't know if his idea was right, but it was his truest feeling.
If you want to learn this space magic, you must first completely change your personality. Regardless of whether you can succeed, Boom will never agree.
Slowly putting down the black wooden staff, Boom's eyes became cold again, just like the orphan from the royal city before meeting Rikka.
"For me, treating you like this is a kind of balance. You are willing to do so." Boom stared at his staff, and the black wooden staff floated in front of him again.
The corners of Boom's mouth rose slightly, because he knew that he had succeeded, and at least he understood what "magic balance" is.
He doesn't have much practical experience, and he has never attended the Imperial Academy. Everything about him is luck. The same is true for meeting Rikka, and the same is true for becoming a magician.
But luck is also a kind of "balance". There is no need to be grateful, let alone rejoicing. This is just like no one would suspect that the Minister of Finance is a poor man, and no one can resist the Imperial Guard.
Boom slowly stretched out his hand, and the top of the black wooden staff exuded a trace of magic. The six-pointed star array in his mind had already taken shape, and the unique magic wave of the space system gradually spread.
Not as violent as a fire magician, not as cold as a water magician, not as gentle as a wind magician, and not as heavy as an earth magician.
Boom is now like a magic apprentice with excess magic power, holding the staff and walking out of the Wonder House. Rikka beside him wanted to ask, but was caught by the cold eyes of the other party.
"The egg of the mayfly, the source of magic power, the scarlet vacuum tunnel, the countless black spots that penetrate the barrier, attack the magic circle in my name!" Boom chanted the incantation, and the magic power in his body circulated rapidly.
A magic circle with a diameter of two meters appeared instantly, and countless fireballs, wind blades, water bombs, and earth spikes blasted into the sky as the magic circle rotated.
It was only then that Boom discovered that there are two ways to use the magic circle. One is to cast spells like other systems. When the incantation is finished, the move is complete.
The second usage is to always maintain the magic power output. Although this will quickly consume your own magic power, it is more powerful than ever.
Boom's current approach is exactly the second one, as if he is celebrating that he can officially become a space magician, and more like venting the resentment accumulated in his heart.
A few minutes later, Boom collapsed on the ground panting, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Brother, your expression just now was so scary. Are you going crazy?" Rikka asked cautiously.
"Yeah, I've gone crazy and will kill you in a moment." Boom was stunned when he heard this, and then joked.