The Vastness of Magical Destiny

He chuckled softly. After a gesture from Komer, the Vine Magic Plant swiftly retreated to a safe distance; the Sword Qi from just moments ago had almost struck the core of the Vine Magic Plant’s life. If it hadn’t been for the plant’s several previous close encounters with assassins, which gave it a certain prescience, Komer would have been powerless to prevent that sudden deadly strike, even though he was standing right beside it.

"Vladimir Koff, you really don’t hold back, do you? That attack nearly destroyed the Vine Magic Plant I’ve worked so hard to cultivate. Aren’t you just making things difficult for me on purpose?"

Vladimir Koff, who had already sheathed his sword and stood aside, responded indifferently, "Lord, you did not ask me to hold back. However, Lord, I personally think that this creature isn’t very useful, with weak attack power and slow reflexes. In combat, it would be torn to shreds by an opponent the moment it enters the battle."

Komer massaged his cheeks with a wry smile, well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of his creation. The Vine Magic Plant, a magical creature cultivated primarily from a plant and infused with dark corruption magic, naturally had weaknesses in attack power and reaction speed, due to its plant origins. Its strengths lay in its tenacious vitality and the ability to self-repair as long as it wasn’t fatally wounded.

Vladimir Koff, naturally viewing it from a knight’s perspective, would think the Vine Magic Plant fragile, yet he forgot just how different one such plant was from a Dark Knight like himself. Successful cultivation of this Vine Magic Plant meant Komer could easily cultivate several more, and summoning several at once during a battle could significantly hinder enemies. For a mage with a penchant for magic like himself, having such a barrier was crucial, allowing him to gain enough time to cast spells.

"Maybe, but what if I summon three Vine Magic Plants at once?" said Komer with a slight smile.

"It would still be useless. I can reduce three of those things to shreds in less than ten moves!" Vladimir Koff replied with a shake of his head and an arrogant shrug.

"Hmm, within ten moves, but in that same time frame, I can cast a ’Hammer of Thor’ coupled with a ’Wind Blade’." Komer countered calmly.

Choked by Komer’s words, Vladimir Koff was at a loss for words, not expecting Komer to respond in such a manner. But upon reflection, he realized it was true: he was merely engaging in a skirmish with a few magical creatures, whose master might be planning to use them to entangle him while he took that time to prepare magic.

"Vladimir Koff, don’t underestimate these creatures. They possess strong vitality and a certain level of intelligence. Merely for these two aspects, they’re worth my attention. Sometimes, victory or defeat are decided in a flash, and for a mage like me, even one extra second can determine the outcome of a war." Seeing Vladimir Koff quiet, Komer continued, "This is just an experiment. Perhaps there will be even more powerful creatures with higher intelligence that can be cultivated; those are my real goals."