Chapter 243: Liqueur’s Way of Identifying Friend or Foe (1)
The Lillian Kingdom’s royal mage, Charcoal, was dumbfounded.
“Sefira’s archer created footholds with mana and is running through the air on them? Hah, unbelievable!”
It sounded simple, but any mage knew how difficult that was. Charcoal was even a six-circle mage. Though he had ultimately failed to achieve seven-circle and had given up, he was confident that his understanding of magic was no less than that of a grand mage.
“If it were around five meters above the ground, maybe, but doing that nonsense thousands of meters in the air is impossible.”
Mana was greatly affected by the environment. To put it simply, would water or ice attribute magic work well under the blazing summer sun? Depending on the environment, mana also changed. Even pure mana was no exception. Mages who used mana were fragile beings extremely influenced by their surroundings.
Charcoal took a deep breath. He was ordered to teleport there and was going to go, but the destination was thousands of meters in the sky. Teleportation was a very dangerous spell. Therefore, no one used teleportation casually. It was standard to create a teleportation gate and move safely in both directions.
It’s only possible because it’s me.
Charcoal focused and thought to himself.
If they gave false information just to discipline me, I’ll really resign this time.
Lately, Charcoal felt like he was being treated as an afterthought in the royal palace. There was no solid proof, but he could feel it.
Even the food seems colder than usual, and the gazes toward me feel icy. I must be getting too old.
Idle thoughts were poison to mages, but someone like Charcoal could divide his thoughts in two. One part prepared magic, and the other wandered freely.