My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 260: Chapter 259: The Out-of-Control Magic Mess

"The greater your talent, the wider the path, and the greater your chance of overcoming that hurdle."

"’Talent...’" Zelir murmured thoughtfully.

"Most Mages train hard their entire lives but may only ever reach the Junior level at best."

"Those who are a bit more outstanding, a bit more Lucky, might reach the Middle Level in their fifties or sixties."

"But that’s their limit. They can’t advance any further."

Instructor Lena explained patiently.

"As for becoming an Upper Level Mage, the innate requirements are incredibly strict..."

"Basically, any Mage who gets stuck at the Junior or Middle Level hurdles will never break through to the Upper Level."

"It’s something that’s hard to put into words."

"Some people are just naturally better at using Magic. Their Meditation is more efficient. Even if they start late, they can still surpass others... That’s talent."

"And the further you go, the more demanding it is on your talent. At that point, it’s not just about how fast you train, but also about your comprehension of Magic."

"It’s about how deeply you understand this Power and whether you can develop your own unique insights."

"And these unique insights are the key to breaking through past Upper Level Mage and completing your Reclassification."

"Instructor Lena, what’s it like... after Reclassification?" Zelir asked.

"Well, I’m not entirely sure myself, but each Reclassification class is very special."

"Take the Elemental Master, for example."

Instructor Lena snapped her fingers.

"As the name implies, this is the class an adept Elemental Mage can reclassify into. The Elemental Master class greatly increases your Elemental Affinity."

"In a way, an Elemental Master can break free from the constraints of fixed Spell Structures and manipulate Elements as they please."

"If you want it to be a Fireball, it’s a Fireball. If you want it to be a fire arrow, it’s a fire arrow. The methods of attack are endlessly varied."

"Moreover, because of their Elemental Affinity, an Elemental Master’s Casting consumption is also greatly reduced."

"Some Elemental Masters who have reached a state of perfection can even temporarily turn their bodies into an element."

"Turn their bodies into an element?" Zelir said, astonished.

"Yes, like this..."

Instructor Lena gently poked Zelir’s shoulder, and he felt the distinct touch.

"A normal person’s body can be touched, but for an elementalized body... you would only be able to touch Flame, or ice, or even wind..."

’Wouldn’t that make you invincible in defense?’ Zelir marveled to himself.

"Wow..."

Even Lante, who was standing to the side, was completely captivated.

"Instructor Lena, is Elemental Master the Reclassification class you hope to achieve?" Zelir said.

"Of course! If I could become an Elemental Master, I’d have no regrets in this life... There aren’t many Mages who have undergone Reclassification in the entire Sel Kingdom."

Instructor Lena chuckled.

At that moment, Zelir felt a stir in his heart.

’It seems everyone’s pursuit of Power is the same...’

"But still, I’m a long way from Reclassification. I haven’t even fully mastered being an Upper Level Mage yet."

Instructor Lena straightened her long, fiery red hair.

"If you were to divide Upper Level Mages into ten levels, I’d probably be at Level Two?"

"Manlin is a bit higher, around Level Four... As for Marvin, I think he’s probably reached Level Five?"

"The Reclassification class Marvin is pursuing is a different one: Magic Master."

"It’s said that after becoming a Magic Master, one’s Magic Power becomes extremely destructive, untamable like lightning."

"And their Casting Speed and Spring Seed circulation efficiency also increase dramatically... In short, it’s the embodiment of honing one’s Magic Power to its absolute peak."

After she finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the hallway.

’Elemental Master, Magic Master...’

Zelir chewed on those two words in his mind.

’I wonder what I’ll reclassify into when I reach that realm...’

’One of those two? Or some other class entirely?’

"Instructor Lena, thank you for telling me all this."

Zelir bowed slightly. "You’ve broadened my horizons quite a bit."

"Hmph, hmph, I have high hopes for you, Zelir."

Instructor Lena encouragingly pinched Zelir’s cheek.

"Middle Level Mage definitely won’t stop you, and Upper Level Mage should be no problem either, right?"

"Give it time, and you might really become a Mage who has undergone Reclassification... Don’t forget your instructor when that happens, okay?"

"I know... Please let go..." Zelir mumbled, his words muffled.

"Instructor Lena, I’ll work hard too!" Lante shouted.

"You should focus on mastering the Ice Cone Skill first."

Instructor Lena rapped Lante’s head with her knuckles. "Your Casting almost timed out just now."

After Instructor Lena and Lante left, Zelir entered the Room of Serenity.

The door closed, completely shutting out the sounds of the outside world. Only the enormous Crystal Pillar in the center of the room, connecting floor to ceiling, remained.

The last time he was here to test his Magic Power Strength was after the Monster Hunting. The height reached was about two and a half meters.

Back then, his Spirit Attribute was 119; now, it had reached 133.

’I wonder what height it will reach this time...’

’Well... let’s give it another try.’

He placed his palm on the Crystal Pillar. With a flicker of intent, he activated his Magic Power, which surged from his palm.

Inside the Crystal Pillar, a stream of blue light began to erupt.

It shot up from the bottom, faster than before.

One meter, one and a half meters, two meters, two and a half meters...

The stream of light showed no signs of slowing, having already surpassed two and a half meters.

The light was still rising, its color shifting from blue to purple—a purple that was growing deeper.

"HUMMM..."

A soft hum resonated.

Finally, the deep purple stream of light stopped at a height of about two point seven meters.

Two point seven meters.

Still some distance from the three meters that symbolized a Middle Level Mage.

"Hooo..."

Zelir withdrew his palm.

’I have to keep working hard.’

’My Spirit Attribute is still a bit lacking, and my Intelligence Attribute isn’t high enough to master the Flame Thunder Spear.’

’I wonder if another Level Ten will be enough... maybe Level Fifteen?’

Having gotten a rough idea of his progress toward becoming a Middle Level Mage, Zelir now had a clear picture.

He left the general affairs office and walked toward the small building hidden by the Silver Blaze Tree Cluster.

It was late autumn, and the Silver Blaze Tree Cluster had shed its verdant colors, turning a golden yellow.

"KNOCK KNOCK..."

Zelir knocked on the door of Instructor Manlin’s office.

"Instructor Manlin, are you in?"

"Come in," a gentle voice replied.

Zelir pushed the door open and entered.

Warm sunlight streamed in through the large, floor-to-ceiling window.

Instructor Manlin was leaning slightly, holding a delicate white porcelain teapot in her hand.

The rising steam blurred her face before slowly dissipating.

It looked like an oil painting with colors bleeding into each other—hazy and beautiful.

"I was just making tea. For some reason, I suddenly felt like making an extra cup."

Instructor Manlin chuckled. "And just as I thought, you arrived."

"Thank you, Instructor Manlin."

"Of course."

Picking up the cup of flower tea placed before him, Zelir took a gentle sip.

The petals unfurled on his tongue as the tea slid down his throat.

’It’s that familiar fragrance...’

Not overpowering, but deeply refreshing.

"Instructor Manlin, did you rest well? You must have just returned from Falling Leaves Town," Zelir asked with concern.

"Mm... It was quite nice. It wasn’t any trouble at all."

Instructor Manlin also took a sip of tea. "As for the tedious tasks like interrogations and account audits, Marvin is taking care of those."

"..." ’For a split second, Zelir silently pitied Instructor Marvin.’

"Oh, right. I came today to accept this month’s compulsory commission... I missed it the other day because of a mission," Zelir said.

"Ah... about that."

Speaking of the compulsory commission, a glint appeared in Instructor Manlin’s eyes. "As it happens, there is indeed something that needs you to do."

"Is it collecting Magic Plants?" Zelir asked subconsciously.

The compulsory commissions for the past two months had both been for him to collect Magic Plants.

"No... this mission is rather special. It’s to clean up a mess," Instructor Manlin said.

"Clean up a mess?" Zelir was confused.

"The Guild received a report yesterday. In Kenta Village, on the outskirts of Black Stone Town, there was a Magic-out-of-control incident."

Instructor Manlin’s slender fingers slid across the desk, opening a file.

"The incident caused quite a bit of severe damage to the village, and the villagers have already started protesting."

"So we must send someone to handle it properly, otherwise it will be a blow to the Mage’s Guild’s reputation."

"A Magic-out-of-control incident?"

Listening to Instructor Manlin’s account, Zelir grew more and more puzzled.

"How could something like that happen in a village? Aren’t the testing grounds for new Magic all within the Guild?"

"That’s usually the case, but there are always exceptions, aren’t there?"

A hint of mockery touched the curve of Manlin’s smile.

"Those heretical, unwelcome Mages... They can’t stay inside the Guild, so they have no choice but to cause trouble outside."

"Unwelcome Mages..."

Zelir suddenly understood, the realization dawning on him.

"It’s the Fantasy Mages!"

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