Chapter 102
"The magic tools are better described as ‘the wizard's magic has soaked into them,’ rather than ‘the wizard’s magic is contained within them.’"
Alrojen then took out a small pouch from his robes.
From the pouch, he retrieved a bead sent from the Duke’s estate for research.
"And this bead..."
As he rolled the glowing bead between his fingers, he slowly began to speak.
"This bead contains the very essence of a wizard's magic, condensed. The material itself is imbued with magic—it's essentially a lump of magic. Creating something like this requires a tremendous cost."
"Cost..."
At Aaron's muttering, Alrojen clenched his hand around the bead.
The bead crumbled in his hand.
He had crushed it with magic.
Slowly, he opened his palm, and the pieces of the bead fell away.
"To a wizard, magic is life itself."