Magical Genius With Quantum Magic chapter 8

speed of lightning

When Leon opened the door of the attackers guild and entered, the first thing he felt was the strong smell of alcohol poking his nose and the subtle scent of blood mixed with it.

Although 46 years have passed, the smell of the battlefield is still unforgettable.

With that smell, eyes around Leon poured down.

Gazes of vigilance and curiosity about the unknown.

Leon left their gaze behind and headed to the counter of the attackers guild.

“How can I help you?”

“I have come to register as an attacker.”

At those words, the brown-haired woman who looked at the counter was speechless for a moment.

Not to mention, it’s rare for an 8-year-old kid to come to the raiders’ guild.

At most, the extent to which they report the rift of a hidden dimension and get the reward or support the attackers as a porter.

Rarely, high-status aristocrats may request an escort mission, but in that case, it is rare that they usually visit the attackers’ guild alone.

However, he did not expect Leon to wish to register as an attacker.

Even so, there was no reason for the high-ranking aristocrats to become attackers and risk their lives to earn money.

Laughter erupted from all around, as if waiting for that momentary silence.

“Did you hear me? That master is going to be an aggressor.”

Some of his colleagues around him burst into laughter as if sympathizing with the man’s ridicule.

Leon turned and looked at them.

From the looks of it, they were also quite a bit of a raider, so maybe they drank during the day while waiting for the request, and empty beer glasses were lying around on their table.

Perhaps, in the attackers’ guild, light meals or beer were provided as a service.

It was necessary to stay in the attackers’ guild for a long time in order to receive a quest with good conditions, but the sale of such alcohol and meals must have a strong character in terms of providing convenience for the attackers in the guild.

Of course, it was only to help the attackers pass their time, and it was not a full-fledged bar operation, so they only sold beer with a low alcohol content, but their condition was consumed by alcohol no matter who looked at them.

However, the employee, who soon came to his senses, hurriedly asked the question as if to call attention.

“Are there any martial arts or magic you are learning?”

“I am learning magic.”

In response, the brown-haired female employee pulled out a card.

It was the same as the attackers’ ID cards produced and distributed by the Holy Empire, Saint Lane.

It is a kind of artifact that automatically records the skill of the possessor and how many times the dungeon has been attacked.

“I will give you 20 silver as an attacker registration fee. If you ever lose your attack qualification, 20 silver will go into re-registration, so please be careful not to lose your qualification. Then I will register for the certificate. Please generate magical power and grant it to the certificate.”

At the words of such an employee, Leon paid 20 silver and injected magical power into the certificate he received.

Then, the attack certificate was dyed red.

What that meant was the state of Leon.

It detects the wavelength of Leon’s magic and displays it visually.

like a magic stone.

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Just as light dispersed through a prism forms the seven colors of the rainbow, it means grades F to S, respectively, in the order of red, green, blue, and yellow.

Red was F-grade, the magic wavelength of 1 circle.

“Magic Circle 1, I confirmed it. What is your name?”

“Leon.”

It was a name that had no surname for a pseudonym, but Leon didn’t really care because it was a name that he would use and throw away anyway.

Then, the employee retrieved the attack license again, entered something into the artifact that looked like a dojo, and pressed the attack license as it is.

“Infuse the magic once more.”

Following the staff’s words, once again, when the magic power was injected into the attack certificate, light came out and a sentence appeared in the air like a hologram.

Name: Leon

Magic: 1 Circle Verified

F-Class Attacker

A simple but complete identification card with all the necessary information.

In addition, when I looked at the qualification for attacking by generating magical power, it seemed that there was a security system that would not work if the mental frequency of the person who had instilled magical power in advance was different.

Mental frequency is like the fingerprint of a person’s soul, so everyone has different values, so it will be difficult to manipulate.

However, Leon had no choice but to be dissatisfied as he looked at the attack qualification.

‘F-class attacker.’

Of course, not all attackers are the same attackers, so in order to receive a higher-grade quest, they had to build up a track record and upgrade.

The way he progressed from the bottom up while proving his skills step by step was slow and frustrating, but it was safe.

Still, because mankind had already lost the entire southern tip of the continent to the invasion of the demon realm, it was impossible to increase the sacrifices of the attackers needlessly any longer.

However, it was also an evaluation that could not be easily accepted from the standpoint of Leon, who came to the attackers’ guild because he urgently needed money.

Perhaps the reason Leon was evaluated as an F-class attacker is because Leon is a 1st circle wizard, but quantum magic was a discipline that was different from the existing magic system because his ability was evaluated only by the wavelength of his magic.

If it’s an attacker guild that deals with various attackers, wouldn’t there be a tool to measure their skills in other ways in preparation for such a situation?

At such a question, Leon stuck out his head and looked around.

At the young age of 8, with a small height of about 125 centimeters, it was not easy to even look beyond the counter.

However, Leon soon found a single crystal ball placed on a shelf behind the counter.

If the attack qualification measures the color of the magic wave, then that crystal ball was a magic tool that measured both the color and the amount of the magic wave.

Although Leon is a one-circle mage who has formed a circle, the amount of magic power is comparable to that of a three-circle.

It was a fact that could be clearly revealed only by measuring using that crystal ball.

“Why don’t you use that for me?”

Leon pointed to the crystal ball and asked a question, and the employee who was looking at the counter answered with a puzzled expression.

“That crystal ball is a magic meter prepared for 3 circle wizards or unmanned 5 stars or higher.”

Laughter erupted from behind once again at the staff’s response.

“ha ha ha! Look at that naughty little boy!”

“The staff lady is embarrassing!”

“You don’t know what the lady means? It’s a hassle, so don’t bother me!”

Leon quietly shook his head at their scorn.

Anyway, I had to measure the magic wave once to register for the attack license.

So, in the first place, the crystal ball is rarely used.

At best, circle 1 wizards can only use magic to the extent that they cause small sparks such as flame and create water or create drinking water.

If you become a 2nd circle mage, you will be able to develop basic combat magic, but still, the amount of magic is there.

Even within the same 3rd circle wizard, a difference in the amount of magic begins to occur within the 3rd circle, and the crystal ball was said to have been prepared for that time.

In fact, even on the battlefield where Leon was, he wasn’t properly treated as a wizard until the 2nd circle.

In the military, the class of wizards is called a mage corps that opposes the knights, or a mage corps, because, as the name suggests, the mage corps, to which magicians of circle 2 and below belong, were treated as ordinary soldiers.

But even so, there is no reason for Leon to accept the ridicule of drunkards.

At the very least, their state, which they discovered by unleashing their magical powers, was a three-star uninhabited man.

In terms of magic, it was only a low level equivalent to 2 circles.

Leon looked around once more.

Several attackers, who realized that Leon was registered as an F-class attacker with the status of a circle 1 wizard, stopped paying attention to what they were doing and were not interested in Leon anymore. and watching the situation of the drunken.

Did I mention that the most interesting spectacles in the world are the fight scenes and the paralyzed spectacles?

There was a certain kind of emotion in the many eyes watching Leon to see if a fight would ever happen.

‘Then I’ll show you something really interesting.’

Leon was always living with the magical resonance of the hit-up activated in order to develop his own mental power.

And it was still the same today.

However, the change in temperature was not significant as the area was spread widely so as not to be considered suspicious around it.

It focuses the magic resonance into one line.

The magic resonance of the hit-up is the magic resonance created for the mother and has the effect of raising the temperature, but the principle is the same as that of the dragon’s breath.

A method of generating heat by rubbing materials based on microscopic gravitational waves.

However, if the area where the gravitational wave acts is narrowed and focused, it is not enough to simply apply heat.

The wave of gravity that twists space-time does not cause friction between molecules, but the structure of the molecule itself collapses due to the refraction of space-time acting within the molecule, electrons are pulled out of the atom, and the structure of the material itself collapses.

However, Leon’s mental power was still not comparable to that of a dragon known to live ten thousand years.

A separate magic is added here.

1 Circle Thunder Magic, Electric Shock.

fast!

The drunken expression on the faces of the drunkards who laughed at Leon’s bright lightning flashing from the palm of Leon’s palm without any chanting began to dissipate and tension began to spread.

However, the feeling of being underestimated by the drunkards still did not disappear.

Obviously, he was surprised to see the magic unfolding without a chant, but it was because he knew that the magic was at most one-circle thunderbolt magic.

Electric shock is a magic that causes sparks on the caster’s palm, and it was a magic that was used to approach the enemy like an electric shock weapon.

However, the distance between Leon and them was well over 10 meters, so there was no reason to be wary of Leon.

But they couldn’t notice.

The fact that Leon is a genius capable of causing magical resonance.

Fall out! Quang!

A lightning bolt from Leon’s palm flew through the air, and the drunkards burst the beer mugs they were holding.

“Huh!”

“Hey, hey!”

The drunkards finally realized that things were going to be strange, so belatedly pulled out the swords they were wearing on their waists, but Leon calmly raised his hands and pointed them at their heads.

“stop. If you move beyond that, don’t rub your eyes next time.”

Disappointment was bound to appear on the faces of the drunkards who were about to rush towards Leon.

That’s because Leon’s magic was never at a speed that they could react to.

What surprised them the most was not those who felt the power of the magic.

There were other wizards who watched this scene with interest.

“No, that’s absurd.”

“How the hell…?”

Not to mention, the lightning magic in this world isn’t that fast by nature.

There is a magic called Lightning Arrow, which is a 2nd circle electroencephalography.

As its name suggests, it is a basic attack magic that creates lightning bolts and shoots long-distance enemies.

But the lightning bolt never really flew at the speed of lightning.

After all, air is an insulator.

A voltage of 3 million volts is required to conduct electricity at a distance of 1 meter in an atmospheric pressure of 1 atmosphere.

But at best, there’s no way a 2nd circle mage could apply an absurd voltage of 300 million volts to a lightning bolt that had to travel 100 meters or more.

To put it simply, the Lightning Arrow shoots an arrow through which electricity flows, and the electricity itself does not become an arrow and fly.

For other wizards who are well aware of that fact, Leon’s magic is truly beyond the realm of comprehension.

Then, if Leon applied a voltage of 30 million volts to flow an electric current at a distance of 10 meters, that was not the case.

Instead, Leon focused the magical resonance of gravitational waves into a single line, destroying the molecular structure of the atmosphere.

Thanks to this, the atmosphere where gravitational waves acted was destroyed, and free electrons were ejected, which acted as a kind of invisible conductor through which electric current could flow.

The speed of lightning flowing along that magical conductor is 100,000 kilometers per second.

At the most, it was not an attack that could be avoided by the uninhabited human beings with the three-star state, no, by humans who had a limit to their reaction speed as living things.

Even the drunkards who ridiculed Leon couldn’t be ignorant of it.

Even though they were drinking and doing this, they must have been people who made a living by slicing demons for a long time.

In the end, they couldn’t do this or that, and they hardened and had no choice but to shed a cold sweat.

The mediator of the situation was a female attacker walking down from the second floor of the attacker guild building.

“Come on, everyone. Let your little one do the same. Fighting in the raiders guild is taboo.”

“For such a thing, it seemed like he was provoking us to fight openly.”

In response to Leon’s reply, the red-haired female attacker shrugged and said.

“That’s their fault, but rules are rules. If you have to fight, go out to the attackers’ guild and fight. If it wasn’t here, I wouldn’t care whether it was roasted, roasted, or killed to sell the gallbladder.”

At those words, the drunkards who were provoking Leon’s faces turned blue with alcohol.

An 8-year-old little boy, at best, could not have imagined that an opponent who had been underestimated as a first-class magician was hiding such a power.

It was obvious which side would see the blood if they were kicked out of the guild in this situation.

But Leon looked around for a moment, looking at their complexion and the atmosphere around them, then shrugged and said.

The armed demonstrations seem to have been enough already, so they decided to back down at the right time.

“Well, I was joking. Could it be that I was really trying to make one eye? If you rub your eyes with that kind of force, your brain would burn. If he really wanted to kill him, he would have done it quietly, where no one was watching.”

Saying that, their bodies trembled as they looked at the drunkards who were still hardened.

And Leon said in a plain tone without a smile.

“Turn it off now. You know very well what would happen if you caught my eye again.”

What lurked in that tone was a clear living.

Leon was at most an 8-year-old boy, but wasn’t he just really young?

Because he was once one of the beasts that roamed the battlefield for five years.

It wasn’t too difficult to create a life that would make them dizzy, even if it wasn’t Dragon Fear.

The drunkards put the sword they had just pulled out back into the sheath and hurriedly left the attackers’ guild and went away.

Perhaps they will not return to the raiders guild for a while.