Chapter 23 - Farewells
Rygar ran alongside Verdia, both of them in a comfortable silence. The air of the Great Forest was filled with the soft sounds of nature, but neither seemed inclined to break the moment. For Rygar, each step on this journey felt like a quiet farewell. He glanced at his master, mentally recording every detail of her confident posture, the lightness with which she moved, and even the way the breeze swayed her hair.
The hill they were seeking was farther than Rygar had ever gone before. They climbed a slope, reaching a large hill. When they reached the top, the view was breathtaking: the vastness of the Great Forest stretched as far as the eye could see, with the blue sky blending into the horizon.
Verdia broke the silence, "This is the perfect place to test what you've learned. As you've already learned, this Earth King-level magic can cause some irreversible damage if you're not careful."
Rygar nodded, taking a deep breath and letting the scenery fill his senses.
Verdia looked at him with a firm, encouraging gaze. "Let's start with Cumulonimbus. The Water Saint-level magic, as I mentioned, this magic can be transformed into the King-level magic, Thunderbolt. Just like how the Tornado can turn into a Hurricane. I will demonstrate it once, pay close attention."
She then began the chant, "Great spirit of water and imperial prince of lightning who ascends to the heavens, grant my wish and bring forth a wild blessing. Show your power to insignificant beings. Astonish with a strike of your divine hammer on the anvil and cover the earth with water! Ah, Rain! Sweep everything else and expel all! Cumulonimbus!"
The clouds rose quickly, forming dark towers that seemed to touch the sky. The air grew thick, and a cold wind swept across the field, carrying leaves and dust. Lightning pulsed within the clouds, illuminating their outlines like glowing veins. The rain started suddenly, heavy and relentless, transforming the previously calm forest into a tempestuous chaos. Thunder roared like a primordial warning, and the strength of the storm felt overwhelming.
Verdia maintained the magic for 1 minute before gradually dissipating it.
"Your turn, little Rygar, go ahead."
Rygar closed his eyes, letting his mind connect to the mana flowing around him. He began to recite the chant Verdia had taught him:
"Great spirit of water and imperial prince of lightning who ascends to the heavens, grant my wish and bring forth a wild blessing. Show your power to insignificant beings. Astonish with a strike of your divine hammer on the anvil and cover the earth with water! Ah, Rain! Sweep everything else and expel all! Cumulonimbus!"