Chapter 47
“So, it works. I thought the paper for the painting felt a little different, and now it turns out that it’s a material that can readily absorb magic power.”
Characters weren’t the only structure that could contain ‘meaning.’ If a concept was well defined in an image, then that image could also act as a magic circle. Similar to how it was a school of study, magic was also an art. Magic divination and spells weren’t all based on rigorous logic and theory; magic existed in a plethora of varying forms.
“Alright, with these two items, I’m prepared for combat. If they’re not enough, I can always use my hand skills instead.”
After meditating for a moment to regain his magic power, Merlin entered the [Joint Warfare] testing area with his two long swords in hand. One of the swords was the one that was infused with the fire-related spell, and the other had the ice image imprinted on it.
“Oh! Another user is here!”
“Yay! How long have we waited for another player?”
“Oh, it’s a human! A human!”
“…?”
Surprised by the commotion, Merlin looked around the large waiting room to see three users. Among the three was a man who carried a two-meter-long pole.