Chapter 13: Auction (1)

“That’s the end. Find out about the rest with your own understanding.”

The lecture finally ended. After three hours of class, Deculain left the room without looking back. Sylvia hesitated to follow him out. She had a question that she wanted to ask but her pride did not allow her to do much.

“……”

Sylvia just continued to sit down as she started meditating and pondering.

Theory and intuition.

There were only a few professors that could have both so she did not necessarily need to cling to Deculain willingly. And she believed that theory was only a ‘frame’. And even that was only a ‘wavering’ standard. Magic was ever- changing just like the flow of mana. It could not be tied to theory from the moment it was born.

Imagine if your mana quality suddenly changed inside the dungeon or a barrier? Theory was bound to falter. What if a mana storm suddenly happened in the middle of a magic spell? What if you were in the face of a mana disaster?

What if you were in an unstable and imperfect area right after a mana explosion? Could theory still remain constant and unwavering in the face of such a sudden shift?

I don’t think so.

For wizards, theory was something that was incomplete. A theory that had always been correct would be proven wrong in just an instant. Depending on their levels, a new theory might be needed for each of them. Therefore, the thing that most wizards ought to pursue was to perfect their own ‘intuition’. Their senses that would reach the peak would soon reign supreme and become the new law.

“……”

Sylvia sat for a while before looking at her notes. She had faith that her intuition could also solve theory.

“. ”

This was her answer to her own belief that she could save herself without anyone needing to teach her.

“. ”

A small triangle. Then, a large inverted triangle that enclosed and surrounded it. And a circle that embraced the two shapes inside of it. This was water. A pure element that consisted of six lines and one curve.

And the combination of fire and water…

Deculain’s explanation replayed in her ears as she continued to think fiercely.

She could take advantage of the primary colors to explain the framework of this theory. A combination of pure elements could easily be drawn just like a painting.

Theory is just the ‘path’ in my process. I am the one who is walking, so…

“……”

…it was a disaster.

A Mage’s Note.

And just like she had expected, ordinary art notes have limitations. To express a magic formula as well as the

techniques’ flow to a certain extent, one needed to have a Mage’s Note. That was where one should transcribe their notes relating to magic.