Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 497 All spellcasting problems can ultimately be solved.
"Ian Boone?"

Yaro wouldn't get angry just because someone said he was 'bad' at playing games.

He felt that Ian's attitude today was a bit strange.

Ian noticed the strange look in Yaro's expression and asked earnestly:

"are we friends?"

If Aro hadn't witnessed the tragic state of the two maids, he might have truly become friends with him.

But there are no 'what ifs' in this world.

Even though Yaro knew there was a reason for it, every time he saw Ian, the image of the maid's corpse, being dragged away like a burlap sack, would involuntarily appear in his mind.

But Yaro did not deny it.

When making friends, you need to consider their values ​​and beliefs.

Purely for utilization, one only needs to consider whether it has value.

Ian took Yaro's silence as tacit agreement, his serious expression vanished, and he sat down beside him with a grin, saying:

"I didn't sleep all night yesterday. I thought about it all night and finally figured something out."

"what's up?"

"I am the head of the family, and the family exists to serve me. Yet, just two days ago, I suppressed myself for the sake of the family, making myself unlike myself. This is putting the cart before the horse!"

Yaro was taken aback.

You're actually reflecting on this?
However, considering what Ian said while he was imprisoned, his thoughts and actions seem quite normal, while his behavior a couple of days ago was rather strange.

Ian's words quickly dispelled Yaro's doubts.

"The main reason is that a few days ago, when my father came back, I suddenly felt that he had aged a lot, and he, who has always been strong-willed, was actually begging me like a woman."

I hesitated for a moment, my resolve wavered.

shake?

Just as Yaro was speechless, Ian raised his left arm and said firmly:
"I have obtained the covenant of the raging winds; I shall walk the path of the raging winds..."

Are you chanting a spell?
Yaro tensed his muscles and focused intently on his surroundings, but found no obvious magical fluctuations.

Ian continued, "...Though mountains are steep, they cannot stop me; though seas are vast, they cannot block my way. I pursue freedom, my will is firm, unrestrained, and I will roam freely!"

After saying that, he looked at Yaro with a serious expression.

……

"No... what are you doing?" Yaro couldn't help but ask.

"I am reciting my aspirations!"

Yaro: ? ? ?
It's gotten sick! It's gotten sick!
Yaro coughed lightly and asked, "And then?"

"And then what?" Ian was taken aback. "Shouldn't one's aspirations be constantly recited and reinforced?"

Yaro's face darkened. "I mean, what do you want from me! Just say it directly, I don't have time for idle chatter!"

"Oh, okay, um... I was just wondering if you could refuse entry to other members of the Boone family into your territory?"

Yaro frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

“My father and the others went back last night to pack supplies. I thought, as long as they can’t come, won’t I be free?”

"Ha, no way!"

Yaro had no interest in fooling around with him.

"Don't be so quick to refuse!"

Ian quickly added:

“I know you’re short of money right now, I’ll have them send the supplies over first.”

It's said to be worth around 500 magic stones, including your favorite alchemy table.

"Once you refuse them, I'll share the supplies with you, how about that?"

More than five hundred magic stones, an alchemy table?

Yaro couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Isn't this...not good?"

Ian scoffed, “The whole family is mine. What’s wrong with me giving some things to my friends?” Yaro looked at him with a strange expression.

Your thought process is truly extraordinary; it has to be you!

"Um, let me think about it some more."

Yaro really wanted it.

But if he agreed to it just like that, he would feel like he was bullying a fool.

Yaro even suspected that Ian's unique way of thinking was a consequence of Morton's work.

Even a normal person with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) wouldn't have such peculiar symptoms, right?
Ian didn't doubt it, and simply said, "Okay, think about it, but you need to give me an answer as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid they'll come over if I'm too late, especially my father. If he's here, I might not be able to get those things out."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll give you an answer this afternoon."

Yaro felt something was off and planned to ask Anabe about it later.

"That's good."

Ian finally breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the wooden board in Yaro's hand.

"What's that in your hand? It looks interesting."

"A magic trick."

"A magic trick?" Ian asked curiously. "Is this a playful magic trick? That's interesting. Can I learn it?"

Yaro's lips twitched slightly.

Is the magic trick you're playing good?
"No."

Putting aside the difficulty of using '遁甲' (Dunjia), the fact that it's wood-based means Ian has no chance of learning it.

Surely we can't cultivate wood-based magic just for this trick?
However, Ian is a person who cannot be judged by common sense.

If Yaro agrees, he might actually do it.

"Can I play too?"

It's clear he's really addicted.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like it's not a bad idea?

However, Yaro had to keep a close eye on his fingers, paying attention to their subtle movements and reflecting them onto the wooden board in real time.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like it's going to be difficult.

This is different from moving your own fingers, because your brain knows immediately which finger you want to move.

On the other hand, other people's fingers are difficult to observe because their movements are subtle, and even if you do observe them, the delay in the whole process is quite high, taking into account your own reaction time.

However, it can indeed be used as a training method for the next stage.

Thinking this, Yaro shook his head and said, "It's not possible for now."

Ian quickly asked, "What's the problem? Is there anything I can help with?"

"It's my own lack of control over the magic tricks; I don't need your help at all." If it weren't for the fact that he was 'giving money' to him, Yaro would have left long ago.

Ian exclaimed excitedly, "Control over magic tricks? You can make up for that with a wand!"

The reason why the control of magic is usually unstable is mainly because it is impossible to maintain a stable input of magic power.

A wand can act like a conduit, fixing the input power of magic.

Of course, Yaro doesn't need a magic wand; the problem with the "computer" of the magic armor isn't that.

Upon hearing Yaro's reply, Ian quickly said, "What is the reason? Just tell me, there is always a solution to every spellcasting problem!"

Normal magic tricks always have a solution, but is this a normal magic trick?
Just as Yaro was about to retort, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck him.

Wait, who said there's no solution to this trick?
If it's difficult to observe other people's fingers, why not just make a magic device that functions as a button?

For example—the early warning magic array!
But what's the point of doing that?

Is it just so Ian can act as a human host and play games with him?

No! Wait!

All spellcasting problems can eventually be solved!
So... what about the host machine?

(End of this chapter)