Our Dharma Masters are like this.

Chapter 109 The Idealistic Mage

"Oh dear, I'm not that good..."

Beverly coughed twice, though her vanity made her want to admit it.

"The main spell structure for this celebratory fireworks magic has been completed by the guild's mage Hadley."

"However, there are still some minor details that need to be improved, such as the part that displays different patterns."

"Because I've been researching this area recently, Master Hadley entrusted me with the design of part of the circuit structure, as a voluntary commission."

"That's it"

Zellier nodded slightly. "So, what effect do you need to achieve for your part of the circuit?"

Bev picked up the draft and pointed to a still very rough design on it.

"To fit the theme of the autumn harvest celebration, I had to create a loop structure that would form a wheat ear pattern after the fireworks exploded."

"In that case, it doesn't sound too difficult, does it?" Zellier thought for a moment.

It simply exploded into a wheat ear pattern.

"That's right, it's not difficult in theory, and I already have a preliminary idea!"

Bev clenched her fist, looking full of energy.

“I will inscribe a temporary spell structure on the scroll in a moment, and then you will be responsible for releasing it. Let’s see how it actually works.”

"If it were just me... designing the inscriptions and personally casting spells to test them would be very tiring, and I might not even have enough magic power. With you here, it will save me a lot of trouble."

“Okay!” Zellier readily agreed.

He was actually quite curious about the process of creating magic, so he thought it would be good to take this opportunity to see it.

Bev opened the "Introduction to Elemental Effects" and "Basic Rune Logic" on the table and quickly looked up the parts she needed.

Her fingertips danced nimbly between the pages, sometimes frowning, sometimes making numerous calculations and corrections in her notes.

His focused and serious demeanor truly resembled that of a research-oriented grand mage.

Finally, after a brainstorming session, Bev confidently picked up a parchment scroll and began to mentally inscribe the first version of the spell's structure.

If the goal is to create a proper magic scroll that can be preserved for a long time and used by others for study, then the mental energy required for the inscription process is extremely astonishing.

The caster must concentrate intensely to ensure that every mental imprint left is crystal clear and prevent it from fading away over time.

But for someone like Bev who doesn't care about the preservation time of the mental imprint and only wants to conduct temporary testing, there's no need for such trouble.

Moreover, this is not a very complex or advanced spell, so it consumes much less mental energy.

Soon, Bev handed the inscribed parchment to Zelil.

"Here, give it a try."

Zellier took the scroll.

Thanks to his high intelligence attribute of 114 points, as well as the extraordinary analytical ability brought by the Heavenly Evolution Technique.

Zellier simply swept his mental energy across the scroll, and Bev's spell structure was immediately and firmly memorized.

Then he casually put the scroll aside.

Bev was somewhat surprised to see Zellir put down the scroll.

"What's wrong... Is there something I didn't write clearly enough for you to understand?"

"No, it's fine."

Zellier blinked. "I've already memorized it."

"what?"

Bev was a little confused.

From the moment Zellier picked up the scroll until he put it down...

Did the entire process take more than ten seconds? He memorized the surgical procedure structure directly.
"This genius is a bit too much!" Bev thought to herself.

She finally understood why others could become junior mages at the age of sixteen.

Zellier had no idea what Bever was thinking.

He reviewed the spell's structure in his mind. It wasn't very difficult, and in terms of complexity, it barely met the standards for a level two spell.

Then Zellir lifted Nighting and began to channel magic according to the spell structure designed by Bev.

With Ye Ning's powerful amplification, the magic completed the entire process almost instantly!
At the tip of the staff, a dazzling golden light rapidly gathered, and then...
"boom!!!"

Before the beam of light could even be emitted, it burst open at the very top of the staff like an overinflated balloon!

"ah!"

Bev was startled by the sudden explosion. A blinding flash of light made her instinctively turn away and close her eyes.

A strong wind swept through the courtyard, raising a flurry of fallen leaves before gradually subsiding.

After the commotion subsided, Bev looked back.

Zell was squatting on the ground, covering his face with his hands.

"Ugh... Zellir! Are you alright?" Bev rushed over to check on him.

"I think I've gone blind..."

Zellier closed his eyes, his voice sounding somewhat pained.

He took a while to calm down before cautiously opening his eyes, tears still welling up from the bright light.

Just now, at the very moment he was about to finish casting the spell, a violent conflict suddenly occurred when the magic flowed to a certain point.

This caused the entire procedure to go out of control on the spot, resulting in a direct explosion.

Fortunately, this was just a decorative spell with little to no lethality.

In addition, Zellier reacted extremely quickly, closing his eyes in time at the moment of the explosion, which prevented anything serious from happening; he was just blinded by the light.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

Beverly immediately understood the problem. She clasped her hands together, apologized repeatedly, and looked ashamed.

"It must be because I didn't calculate the structure properly when designing that circuit for stable magic output! It's all my fault! Give me... give me another chance! I'll definitely do it right this time!"

"it's okay no problem……"

Zellier stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "You should revise the circuit structure more carefully."

He now truly understood the terrifying nature of idealistic mages. Even a classically educated, academically-minded mage like Bev could make such a mistake during the design phase.

I can't even imagine what kind of earth-shattering chaos those guys who scribble and draw whatever they want would cause on a daily basis.

Beverly returned to her table and busied herself. A short while later, she confidently handed Zellier the second parchment scroll.

"It's all set. This time I've specifically strengthened the stability circuit for controlling magic output and added an energy buffer structure, so it definitely won't get out of control again!"

"Are you... sure?" Zellier looked at her and felt a little unsure.

"I'm sure!" Bev clenched her fist, encouraging herself.

Having memorized the improved circuit, Zellier raised his wand once more.

However, he learned his lesson and turned his face to one side, almost turning his back to cast the spell.

The magic flowed, and the drawing was complete!
"call out!"

This time, the magic was successfully released.

A crooked golden spark shot out from the tip of Ye Ning's staff.

But it did not fly straight up into the sky.

The flame bounced twice on the ground, then shot around the yard like a runaway rocket before finally plunging into the large water bucket used for watering flowers and extinguishing the fire completely.

Zellier turned to look at Bev.

"Oh……"

Bev looked at the wisp of smoke rising from the bucket and scratched her cheek somewhat awkwardly.

"It seems the direction of the rune guiding the trajectory is not set correctly... Wait a minute, let me try again."

“I remember you seemed to look down on utopian mages?” Zellier said.

"Oh dear! It was just a mistake, I'll definitely be able to do it right." Bev scurried back to the table and continued fiddling with her ancient books and draft paper.

Soon, thanks to Beve's tireless efforts, the third version of the design was completed.

Zellir lifted Nightingale and channeled magic according to the new spell's structure.

A soft light emerged from the tip of the staff. This time, it did not explode out of control or fly around randomly. Instead, it obediently rose into the blue sky.

Launch successful!
Zell and Bev looked up expectantly, ready to admire the magical effects.

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The weather is so nice today.

The sky was cloudless, and you could even see a few leisurely birds flying overhead.

The two of them looked up at the sky, maintaining the same posture, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, Bev stiffly turned her head and asked Zellier in a low voice.

"Did you see that?"

"That's exactly what I was going to ask you."

"I thought my eyes were glared at and that's why I didn't see it," Zellier said.

"All right……"

Beverly sighed deeply.

"It seems that I added too many stabilizing circuits this time, which overly restricted the magic output, directly causing the light's performance to approach zero."

"Creating magic is really difficult."

Looking at the messy sketches on the table, Zellier felt a deep sense of empathy.

This is not just a simple permutation and combination.

The intensity of magic, the direction of circuits, the affinity of runes, the balance of energy...

If any tiny step goes wrong, the result will be completely different.

A mage must walk a tightrope, precisely finding the "degree" that maintains balance in order to successfully create a stable and effective new spell.

Zelil was about to offer some words of comfort to Bev when he realized that she was not discouraged at all.

Instead, an even stronger fighting spirit ignited in Beverly's beautiful eyes!

"I understand what to do, Zellir. Let me revise it one more time!"

The fourth attempt.

Zellir unleashes magic.

This time, the orb of light did not get out of control again, nor did it dim to the point of being invisible.

It left a bright trail and exploded in mid-air with a "bang".

Countless golden rays burst forth, eventually outlining a... in the sky.

Hmm... a very clear and angular one...

Is that a turtle?

Zellier tried to make out the shape of the pattern. "What pattern did you say Mage Hadley asked you to make?"

"Ears of wheat."

Beverly's cheeks flushed bright red, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

"Ughhh! It must be a mistake in the shape-forming runes! Let's try again!!" She rushed back to the table in a frenzy.

For the rest of the afternoon, the courtyard became Zellir and Bev's private fireworks display.

Beverly's design inspiration came one after another, while Zellier dutifully served as the transmitter.

All sorts of strange and unusual patterns began to appear in the sky above the Mage's Guild.

Many monks passing by couldn't help but stop and look.

They looked up at the magical lights that were blooming one after another in the sky above the courtyard, their expressions puzzled.

"What...is this going on?"

"I don't know. Looking at these chaotic magical fluctuations... maybe some crazy, idealistic mage is conducting experiments in there. We'd better stay away to avoid getting blown up."

"We should complain to the guild leaders. Who let those lunatics come here?"

(End of this chapter)