The Master of Language - T.M.L Chapter 17 (Part 2):

There wasn’t any significant change.

I asked.

“So? Is it done now?”

Dorma, with an excited expression, rolled up her sleeves. Then she put both hands into her robe and started taking out various items and placing them on the floor.

They were ingredients of all sorts that words couldn’t fully describe.

“Now we begin! Before coming here, I brought all the treasures of every type I know. Whatever innate magic you possess, we can create any kind of magic book based on it.”

“……”

“Now, we just wait for the color to emerge.”

Dorma stood in front of me like a warrior burning with fighting spirit before a formidable opponent, staring at the black sphere in my hand.

Speria suddenly spoke.

“It’s red. Ran is human, after all. Whatever innate magic Ran has, it can’t overcome that nature.”

At those words, Master Abana chuckled.

“No. Just because someone is human doesn’t mean they’re only fire and iron mages. Do you not know how much influence a mage’s first master has? Who knows. A color we never expected might pop up.”

As Speria was about to say something more, Dorma shouted loudly.

“Now! It’s coming out!”

As soon as her words ended, the black sphere was sucked into its center and disappeared.

“Huh?”

“What’s this?”

“It disappeared?”

The three of them looked at each other in confusion.

I tilted my head.

“Hmm. This is strange. I can still feel it though.”

“What did you say?”

Dorma stretched her neck and brought her face close to my hand. She examined it from various angles, but her frown didn’t disappear.

Her eyes turned to me again.

“You say the sphere is still there?”

I applied a bit of pressure with my fingers. There was definitely resistance.

“Yes. It’s just become completely invisible, not gone.”

At those words, Speria said incredulously.

“No way. You’re saying it’s so invisible that even my senses can’t detect it?”

Master Abana spoke with a deflated tone.

“invisible, you say. What does this mean, Dorma?”

Dorma’s brows furrowed even more.

She closed her eyes and spoke softly.

“I don’t know. If it were a nullification type, it would have a white glow. Invisible, you say. This is just…”

“……”

“……”

Then suddenly, she clenched her fist and hit her other palm while opening her eyes.

“Ah! That’s right!”

“Wh-what is it?”

Dorma looked at Master Abana and said.

“Was it four years ago? If I remember correctly, around that time… I saw a treasure of this type once.”

“Really? What kind was it?”

“It was an extremely rare item, but since it didn’t have any special effects, I bought it just out of curiosity for research purposes.”

This time, Dorma didn’t put her hand inside her robe but into her left sleeve.

Then she pulled out a transparent crystal shaped like an icicle.

“This. Yes, this is it. Bizarrely transparent, isn’t it?”

Speria’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at it.

“That’s just transparent, isn’t it? I can see it perfectly well? But the sphere Ran is holding is completely invisible. It’s so transparent that I can’t even sense its presence.”

Dorma shrugged her shoulders.

“This is the only transparent type treasure I have. All the others have some color to them.”

Master Abana looked at me and spoke gently.

“Then we’ll have to use that one. What else can we do?”

I don’t know what’s going on here.

I sighed.

“Honestly, I’m too hungry and sleepy. Let’s finish this quickly.”

At those words, Dorma said to Master Abana.

“With only this, making a staff will be difficult, but we can barely manage to create a magic book. However, it will be incomplete. Even if we fix it later, we’ll need to fill in the missing parts with other materials for now, don’t you think?”

At those words, both Master Abana and Speria simultaneously took out their own magic books.

“I’ll give mine.”

“I’ll give you mine.”

They glared at each other.

Dorma reached her hand behind her. There were all the materials she had laid out earlier.

“We have plenty of materials though?”

Then both of them spoke simultaneously again.

“Just use mine.”

“Use my book.”

They glared at each other again.

Probably mixing their materials into my magic book would bring them some benefit.

I don’t like feeling uneasy.

I said firmly.

“It’s okay if it’s incomplete. Just make it.”

“Huh?”

“Please make it as it is. We can find and add the missing materials later.”

At those words, both of them became dumbstruck.

Dorma asked in a low voice.

“If you accept their offerings, you can inherit some of their level and magic. You could become powerful in an instant, you know?”

Both of them chimed in.

“That’s right. You’ll be able to learn magic much more easily, Ran.”

“Yeah. This isn’t something we offer to just anyone, you know.”

I shook my head.

“It’s fine. I feel like mixing unnecessary things will just cause more trouble later.”

Easy power always comes with a price, after all.

Dorma glanced at Master Abana and me, then said.

“Mage Ran. If that is truly your wish, I will make it for you, albeit incompletely. However, if you find more of the same material later, bring it close to the magic book and infuse it with magic power. Then the magic book will absorb it. Of course, if you want to make a matching staff, come and find me.”

“I understand.”

“Good.”

Dorma threw her robe back dramatically. As she did so, all the dozens of materials on the floor were sucked into her robe.

She held out the transparent crystal and said.

“Place the invisible sphere you’re holding on top of this crystal. I’ll take care of the rest.”

Place it on top?

I looked at my hand.

Indeed, I couldn’t see anything.

But I could roughly estimate its size by the feel in my hand.

I carefully moved my hand and placed my invisible sphere on top of the crystal Dorma was holding.

Then the crystal started to melt slowly from its tip.

“Good. It’s a bit annoying that I can’t see it, but… well, it’s not impossible to work with.”

After muttering softly, Dorma manipulated the crystal with both hands. The melted part changed into various shapes under her ten fingers, gradually forming a rectangular shape.

Come to think of it, I can definitely see it. It’s strange that I can see something visible, but still.

“Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.”

But soon she destroyed the shape and started making the magic book again.

At that moment, Master Abana said to me.

“We don’t know how long this will take. If you’re tired, go inside and rest.”

“Ah, will it take hours?”

Speria chuckled.

Master Abana answered again.

“It might take days, dear.”

But Master Abana’s words were wrong.

It took over two months for my magic book to be made.

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