The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 525: Volume Twelve: Magic Flame Burning Fiercely, - Sixteen: Prairie Fire

Chapter 525: Volume Twelve: Magic Flame Burning Fiercely, Chapter Sixteen: Prairie Fire

Gently removing the girl’s delicate arm from around his neck, Komer propped himself up and silently gazed at the woman entangled with his body. From any angle, her slender and fair body could be described as stunningly beautiful, with fine eyebrows, starry eyes, cherry lips, and a delicate nose. She was once a high and mighty Protector of the Faith from the Church of Light, now entwined with the very Dark wizard that the Church of Light loathed and despised the most. Was this fate or destiny?

With a wave of his hand, the Magic Soundproof Barrier Komer had set up was removed. Although he believed no one would eavesdrop on his room, Komer had set the magic barrier as a precaution in the last moment of madness, preventing any strange sounds from leaking out. His caution proved to be very wise. At least three groups of people visited his room, but they all quietly retreated under the "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging outside Komer’s door. The room remained as still as water, easing many people’s minds, for it was hard not to let imaginations run wild after a man and a woman had been alone together for hours.

After resting for a night, when Komer returned to the public eye with his usual calm demeanor, nearly everyone sensed that he seemed to have undergone some change in one aspect or another. Even the Elves, with their keen intuition, could not pinpoint exactly what had changed in their Mage companion. They vaguely felt that he now carried an additional sense of pride and boldness between his brows, as if yesterday’s battle had honed his spirit, making him even more dignified and composed.

Meanwhile, Mage Lome seemed to be feeling unwell, staying inside all day without leaving her room. Although the three girls took turns visiting the young girl mage resting in bed, the radiant and fresh vitality on her face suggested she should be in better spirits than the day before. So why did she need to lie in bed to rest?

The three girls were innocent and, although they could sense something unusual from the other’s languidly delicate aura, none of them had ever undergone the transformation from a maiden to a matron. Eve, although a Shepherd, knew that this sort of physical discomfort was not something her White Magic could heal. Other than wishing her a speedy recovery, they buried any doubts deep within their hearts.

The Morsonas Monument District soon entered its climax days. The Magic Practitioners who had advanced to the finals were at least of Mage and Priest level—experts in their own right. Magicians and Shepherds from the previous phase had fallen during the earlier days, and there was no shame in that.

The Magic Association held this grand magic contest to inspire people’s pursuit of Magic Skills, encouraging more of the public to engage in this field. From Magicians to Great Mages, all had started as Magic Apprentices, with no one achieving instant success. Magicians and Shepherds at these levels were the foundation that built the entire pyramid of magic.

This grand magic contest was not merely a contest of magic. To accommodate many martial artists and Mages who had traveled from afar, and following their strong request, the Magic Association decided to alter the competition schedule, creating a special mixed combat event.

The mixed combat event had no restrictions on magic or martial arts; contestants could choose any form of combat to compete in, closely resembling real combat. The only restriction was not to kill the opponent. Although the Magic Association had specially arranged for four experienced Mages around the competition stage to prevent accidents, contestants had to sign a waiver of liability before stepping onto the stage. Furthermore, to discourage such contests, the Magic Association even refused to award any prizes for this extra competition.

However, even the officials of the Magic Association did not anticipate that this unofficial event would attract the most attention. It provided an excellent platform for magic and martial arts to shine. Even the Contesters Alliance Guild, headquartered in Sparta, sent staff to observe the spectacle after hearing the news, but due to time constraints, they could not make it in time.

Komer and his companions, except for Lome who was resting at home, swarmed to the edge of the unofficial competition stage. The area around the stage was already impenetrably surrounded by onlookers. Even though Komer had anticipated this and had arrived early with his companions, they could only watch from a relatively distant corner. Fortunately, this place was slightly remote but had a higher elevation, which allowed for a panoramic view of the entire scene.

"Grace, look, the white-clothed swordsman who just fought, although he doesn’t know wind magic, moved with astonishing speed during his evasion and leaps. It’s obvious he’s utilizing some power from wind magic; otherwise, his speed could not reach such a level, and his opponent wouldn’t have lost so quickly," Komer said.

After overcoming his emotions for Lome, Komer felt he had unlocked something within himself, and his attitude towards the other several women around him changed significantly. His previous thoughts of keeping his distance gradually faded, and the diverse personalities of the three girls brought him a sense of freshness and pleasure he had never felt before.

Komer subconsciously became more proactive in engaging with them and even actively guided the three girls’ focus and perceptions. In this practical and competitive setting, Komer attracted the attention of the three girls with his unique perspective and profound insights.

"It seems that if a swordsman makes a breakthrough in speed, it is very difficult for a mage to withstand their assault," said Komer, though he was explaining to Grace. However, an uninterested young thief still interjected with his impression.

Seeing Grace also show a look of agreement, Komer shook his head and said, "That’s not necessarily the case. The battle between a mage and a martial artist ultimately depends on their respective strength and the environment. Let’s take a simple example: an assassin can kill an archmage in a special environment, but does that prove an assassin is more powerful than an archmage? No! An archmage can use his magic single-handedly to end the lives of dozens or even hundreds of soldiers under normal circumstances. What would be the outcome for an assassin caught by hundreds of soldiers? There’s no need for me to say, everyone understands."

"This is the effect of the environment. Under different conditions and environments, every professional can play a different role. If you ask dozens of soldiers to defend a stronghold, you’re utilizing their strength, but if you ask dozens of soldiers to catch a thief, that’s playing to their weakness, an unwise decision. Similarly, asking a few assassins to defend a castle will undoubtedly end in failure, but if you send them to catch a thief, it would likely be much easier," he continued.

Seeing that everyone, including Eve, was listening intently to his speech, Komer took the opportunity to enlighten them.

"Mages are not invincible, even if they are holy mages, they still have weaknesses. However, the strong often cover up or hide their flaws well and fully exploit their strengths. Therefore, most people only see the imposing and invincible side of the strong, but if one is wise in observation and analysis, you will understand that every person, every profession has its advantages and unavoidable weaknesses. It’s almost impossible to find a truly flawless strong person; at most, they’re just better at concealing and hiding their flaws than others," he explained.

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