My Magic Has No Upper Limit

Chapter 266: Chapter 265: No Combat Experience

Zelir cut to the chase. "Mage Hedley, have you ever heard the name Waldo?"

"No."

Mage Hedley shook her head.

"The fruits of a Fantasy Mage’s research are generally not revealed to outsiders. They are passed down from master to student, generation after generation."

"If they fail to find an apprentice, all the knowledge of their lineage might die out with them."

"The parchment scroll Waldo sent with his letter was definitely read by Elias."

"In that case, the Spell Structure inscribed on it with a Spirit Mark would have been erased. Nothing remains."

There was a hint of regret in Mage Hedley’s voice.

"Perhaps we’ll never know what the Spell Structure for this magic was."

’Not necessarily...’ Zelir thought.

The Spell Structure imprinted in the depths of his mind flashed into view once again.

Zelir couldn’t help but marvel at how advanced and revolutionary it was.

’So this is magic that can shape the world...’

"This is more complicated than I imagined..."

Mage Hedley paced around the room, saying thoughtfully,

"This might even change the Mage’s Guild’s attitude toward Fantasy Mages."

"Change their attitude?" Zelir asked, intrigued.

"Yes. We always thought they were just a bunch of lunatics. But now it seems even lunatics can make unexpected breakthroughs."

Mage Hedley said, "Consciousness altering matter? This is a genuine breakthrough."

"Let’s just take the journal back for now. We shouldn’t touch anything else in the house. After we report to the Guild, they can send specialists to clean up."

"As for Waldo, I’ll suggest the Guild write to Silverpine City and ask if they know a Mage by that name."

As she said this, Mage Hedley’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"I just feel... there’s more to this Waldo than meets the eye. Elias’s entire mad experiment was built on his foundation."

"A Spell Structure that can alter reality... How on earth did he come up with it?"

...

The wooden door let out another CREAK.

The two of them finally emerged from the dim, musty space.

Outside, the world was bright and sunny. The noon air of late autumn, carrying the crisp scent of sun-dried hay, rushed into their lungs.

For Zelir, who had just finished reading the oppressive journal, it brought a long-awaited sense of relief.

Village Chief Reed, who had been waiting outside, hurried over to greet them.

"How did it go? Did you find out what happened, honored Mages?"

"Yes."

Mage Hedley responded curtly.

"By the way, lock this cabin up. Don’t let anyone else inside until the Mage’s Guild sends people over."

"Understood," Village Chief Reed replied, nodding hastily.

Village Chief Reed had been in high spirits ever since Zelir had agreed to all his compensation requests a moment ago.

He had thought this winter was going to be impossible to get through.

Compared to that penniless madman Elias—who had always been a nervous wreck, pulled a long face if you didn’t feed him, and ended up blowing himself to smithereens—these two were generous and conducted themselves with professional rigor.

’Now *these*,’ he thought, ’are what real Mages are supposed to be like.’

"By the way, Village Chief Reed, is there anything else the village needs help with?"

Zelir asked, remembering Instructor Manlin’s instructions.

"After all the trouble that’s been caused, the Mage’s Guild would like to help you in any way we can."

"Well... would that really be all right?" Village Chief Reed asked, a little surprised and hesitant.

"Of course," Zelir said.

Village Chief Reed turned to confer with a few villagers before speaking again.

"Since you are so benevolent, honored Mage, we would be so bold as to make one request..."

"Although that man Elias caused a great deal of destruction, when he was alive, he would at least help us drive away some of the wild animals. But now..."

"With winter fast approaching, beasts looking to build up their food stores are very likely to attack our village."

Village Chief Reed pointed his cane toward the dense Forest Area north of the village.

"In fact, just the other day, we discovered some tracks from an unknown creature in the area..."

"What do you mean, an unknown creature?"

Zelir was puzzled. "Surely there are hunters in the village? They ought to be able to identify the tracks of a bear, wolf, or tiger, right?"

"We had the hunters take a look, but they couldn’t identify the animal’s tracks either... so they suspect it might be a Demon."

Village Chief Reed said earnestly.

"So we were hoping to ask you to investigate..."

"But it’s fine if you’re unwilling. After all, you’ve already promised to compensate us for our losses, and we’re incredibly grateful for that alone," Village Chief Reed hastily added.

’A quest to clear out nearby Demons, huh...’

Zelir understood.

’It doesn’t seem like a big deal,’ he mused. ’If they were truly powerful Demons, they wouldn’t bother leaving tracks—they’d just charge in and slaughter all the villagers.’

Zelir glanced at Mage Hedley beside him and noticed a hesitant expression on her face.

"Is something wrong, Mage Hedley?" Zelir asked with concern.

"Uh... it’s nothing."

However, after a moment of hesitation, Mage Hedley spoke up.

"Zelir... we’re not actually going to fight Demons, are we?"

"If we find Demons, then of course we’ll have to fight."

Zelir was baffled by Mage Hedley’s question. Then, a thought occurred to him.

"Don’t tell me you have no combat experience?"

"I really don’t..." Mage Hedley’s voice became noticeably quieter.

"What? You never participated in the Monster Hunting trial?" Zelir asked, surprised.

’Even without taking quests from the Adventurer’s Association, you should still be able to get some combat experience,’ he thought.

"Isn’t that a trial unique to the Black Stone Town branch of the Mage’s Guild?"

Mage Hedley answered meekly.

"I was at other guild branches before this. I only came to Black Stone Town last year... Besides, I’m a research Mage. I’ve never had to think about combat."

"Don’t worry, the Demons probably aren’t very strong. They’re likely just small fry."

Zelir waved his hand dismissively.

"You’re a Middle Level Mage. If nothing else, as long as you keep your Protective Magic active, a Demon’s attacks probably can’t even touch you."

"All right, then..." Mage Hedley could only agree.

"Village Chief, take us to where the tracks appeared," Zelir said to Village Chief Reed.

"Right away! Thank you so much!"

Village Chief Reed was overjoyed that Zelir had agreed.

’If they hadn’t helped,’ he thought, ’I would’ve had to pool money from the villagers and post a request with the Adventurer’s Association in Black Stone Town.’

’Not only would that cost extra money, but it would take a long time. And who knew when any Adventurers would actually accept the quest?’

He quickly called back toward the village.

"Get Todd and Reddy over here! They’re the sturdiest lads we have. Have them come protect the honored Mages!"

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