Just like a few magicians seen in Huancai City, avoiding the "Magic Net" and purely controlling the Magic Power itself.
There’s always just a little something missing.
Whether it’s the frequency of particle waves or the stability of the energy flow...
The reasons are endlessly varied.
Yet it always thwarts all my efforts at the moment of impending success.
It feels as if an invisible hand prevents me from making that crucial final step.
Is it the effect of the variation in air humidity, or the continuous ripple of the earth’s pulse?
Or possibly, the dice thrown by the gods in the Sea of Ether?
Arcane Calendar 714, Xia Dynasty Month, 6th.
Liya said that during this period, I seemed like a different person, no longer mouthing those incomprehensible terms and theories, and rarely mentioning the Royal Magic Academy that I once longed for.
The reasons for this, only I know.
Like an ant crawling out of its cramped nest for the first time, the vast material world reveals only the most marginal yet captivating corner, enough to deeply shock my mind and body.
In comparison, past dreams and desires seem like childish and meaningless utterances of a child.
Arcane Calendar 714, Withered Moon, 7th.
I still went to participate in the assessment, just to put a full stop to my two years of effort.
The result was as expected.
My results were criticized by several examiners, with one even calling them trash.
The future will prove who is right and who is wrong.
Arcane Calendar 714, Falling Leaf Month, 1st.
We plan to return to Neum for a while before making any further plans.
Arcane Calendar 714, End of the Year, 30th.
Gravity, objectively exists on every object.
Magic is the way to leverage it.
But as long as that ethereal "Saint", "Lady", remains high in the Divine Country.
The Outer Plane, the Astral Realm... there is nowhere that can escape Her gaze.
If the world is Her sandbox, I am willing to be the flea that jumps out of the box.
Xia Nan’s eyes scanned to the end of the page.
A look of lingering interest appeared on his face.
From a Wild Mage three hundred years ago.
Although he didn’t know the diary owner’s name or why it ended up in a goblin nest.
But this marvelous sensation of glimpsing another life through text made him immersed in it.
Even overlooking the dirty and pungent stench in the air and the sticky, muddy soil beneath his feet.
Just standing in the cave filled with goblin remains, flipping through the entire book page by page.
Recalling the mentions of "Huancai City", "Gravity Magic".
Speaking of which, since his arrival, he seemed not to have seen a legitimate Spellcaster.
Oh, perhaps the Sun God Priest from Kalanfor counts as one.
Watching the Wild Mage in the diary recognize "Gravity" by accident, gradually leaving ignorance behind, becoming resolute and calm.
As a bystander, it felt as if he had lived through it himself.
Unfortunately, even coming from a technologically advanced modern society, after years of career struggle, his whole understanding of "Gravity" was left with just the apple falling on his head and the tides rolling at the seaside.
However, it was quite interesting to see the other side reinterpret it from a Magic perspective in a fantasy world.
Considering it as a small interlude in the midst of the "thriller" mission, Xia Nan closed the thin book, planning to put it back in the book box and bring it back to River Valley Town.
But his fingers pinching the page halted involuntarily.
It was the back cover, thicker than the others.
As if he thought of something, a spark flashed in Xia Nan’s dark eyes.
Pinching the back cover of the diary gently with his thumb and forefinger, he rubbed it lightly.
A yellowed half-page covered with dense characters, adhered in the layers of the thin book, fluttered down.
He quickly caught it.
His eyes instinctively scanned the text recorded on it.
This paper hidden in the back cover recorded in detail the method of the diary’s Wild Mage to evoke "Gravity" purely through spiritual power, without the aid of the Magic Net and Magic Model.
"I didn’t expect to gain an unexpected reward!"
Xia Nan happily folded the paper and carefully stored it close to his body.
Planning to study it slowly in the inn when he returned.
Accompanied by the crisp metal sound of chain armor lock buckles, his footsteps gradually disappeared into the depths of the passageway at the nest’s exit.
On the stone wall dome, crystal-clear liquid silently flowed down, gathering on the tip of a stalactite, forming a drop of water.
Finally, under the effect of the invisible Gravity, it quietly dripped down.