133 The Dangerousness Of Blood Magic
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“Yeah. Let’s become allies not out of friendship, but out of mutual interests. We’ll walk through the same path, and we’ll bring each other to our respective goals... Beelzebub, you already know my potential. Aren’t you impressed yet? What I can accomplish surpasses all the other Heroes that have ever existed... with enough time... I will be able to do anything. Becoming a Demon King myself won’t be hard, and giving you the crown while I step out will be even easier,” I told him, bringing down the final nail on the coffin.
“Ah...!”
Beelzebub looked at me with his big and bubbly red eyes, which had many lenses reflecting my appearance like mirrors. His eyes seemed to be gradually filled with a blazing resolve.
“Is there any way for me to confirm what you’re saying is the truth? And why would you even do this? What drives you to give me all of this for nothing? You’re clearly just tricking me...! You just want to use my powers as a familiar or something!” he said angrily.
“Well yeah, that’s obvious. That’s what I want. You’re completely right.” I nodded in agreement.
“Huh...?!” he uttered, stupefied.
“But that’s why you’re also getting something, right? I’m not asking for nothing. You’re going to work your ass for it and make yourself someone useful so I can bring you there eventually... but what’s with your obsession with becoming the Demon King, Beelzebub? What happened to you that you’re so obsessed with it?” I wondered.
“It’s complicated. It’s not something you would understand...” he murmured angrily in response.
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“No? Come on. Open up to me...” I urged him.
“No! And I won’t accept your offer. You’re way too suspicious...” Sadly, he rejected.
“Ugh. Well, whatever...” I could only say those words.
Beelzebub continued trying to break the Soul Scape, even as I woke up the other day.
Even while I was swinging my blade...
After taking a bath...
And more.
He was relentlessly trying to escape, but he couldn’t really escape.
I guess he was just like how Ignatius used to be back then.
Oh well. It has been around a month since my birthday, practicing the sword relentlessly. I’ve also been using my new blade sometimes as well, while also using my old blade from time to time.
I still had to practice the blade to get stronger. My father was able to swing his blade an incredible number of times every morning, so I can’t give up.
I’ve also been refining my Magic Circle and adding more runes slowly, but it’s a gradual change. It’ll be a long time before I get to Tier 3...
As for my body? It’s still slowly growing every day. Practicing my strength through swinging the blade is good, but I’m not getting much progress. I need to continue growing some more for that.
During this time since my parents began to teach me magic and techniques, I’ve learned a couple of things myself. Mostly all sorts of newbie-level spells and techniques, while also relearning my own techniques.
Of course, I’m also fusing them together and forming my own techniques. The Flashing Blade Arts was one of such results. In fact, I had already tried doing it again, but it was very taxing. The creation of mirages that looked like clones didn’t work as just clones. After all, they’re just mirages. They move when I move, so I can’t really say “you go do that” and have them move autonomously.
I’ve been wondering how to make these Light Mirage Clones do things independently, but I always have a big headache each time I try to innovate on it. It seems that making clones was already difficult... though I’ve seen Shade making clones out of darkness, but I have yet to learn his element.
Anyways, the elements of magic spells I’m learning currently are Fire, Nature, Light, and Life for the most part, I also learned the Blood Extraction spell, so maybe I have the knack for Blood Magic. Though, my parents seem to have little experience with it. Then again, my mother told me that Blood Magic was close to Life Magic, but she wasn’t so experienced with it.
And well, there’s certainly an aversion for them... to teach it to me.
My mother said that Blood Magic was somewhat “forbidden” for most people because of how dangerous it could be.
But isn’t burning a person alive also dangerous?
Or throwing them a rock out of nowhere?
Or freezing them?
How come Blood Magic is considered “more dangerous”?
I had asked my mother this question as we finished our magic classes today.
“Well, unlike Fire Magic’s flames, Ice Magic’s cold winds and ice, and Wind Magic’s cutting winds or Earth Magic’s sand, rocks, or even jewels, Blood Magic can be dangerous because it’s capable of toying with people’s internal bodies without you even being able to see a bit of the result... for example, when you conjure Fire Magic, a flame comes out so you can see that, right? But what about blood magic? You try to control a person’s blood, but you can’t see it. After all, it’s beneath their skin. Inexperienced children end up killing other children or people by accident when they try to show off this magic because... it becomes rather easy for someone that has learned Blood Magic to burst another person’s heart...” my mother explained.
“W-What?” I muttered in shock.
Was Blood Magic that overpowered?
“The spells are hard to conjure so people can stop you in time. Against someone as strong as you, you can easily be overpowered at the end if you only rely on Blood Magic with its slow incantation speed. However, when it goes out of control, or in demonstrations, or when kids spar with one another playfully is when these accidents happen... haah. As a teacher in the Magic Academy, I saved the lives of many kids that ended up playing with Blood Magic and almost killed each other stupidly...” mother said with a sigh.
“Oh... I guess it’s because the students cannot properly see its immediate effects, they can’t actually control it?” I asked with a curious expression.
“Indeed...” replied my mother.
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