The Demon General Is A Man
Morgan's Dream
CHAPTER 10: MORGAN'S DREAM
“ My servant! now I'll teach you about magic “
“ Magic? you mean I'm the one without which to learn magic? “ Morgan replied confused.
“ Of course, our bond as masters and servants is no ordinary agreement. A part of the ability has been passed down to you, so you who without a single thought will be able to successfully learn magic "
" Where is it in the spirit, and is my spirit endowed by which of you, Princess Thia? " said Morgan with a hint of hesitation.
Asmothia also challenged Morgan, with great seriousness.
" Well, today I let you say that. But tomorrow morning you will feel the taste of mana which is stronger than man in this kingdom "
After saying those words, Asmothia left Morgan to inspect the forest where they were going to train. Using his teleportation power, he disappeared from sight. Morgan is left alone in the Duma house. Feeling bored, he decided to move to a quieter, quieter place.
Morgan sat alone in the back yard of the Duma house, leaning against a chair while closing his eyes. His mind began to drift and imagine everything. He imagined himself standing on the battlefield, with his dashing clothes and a powerful sword hanging on his waist.
With his hands raised up, the sword embedded in the sheath came out by itself, and Morgan grasped it tightly. Sensing the vibrations of dark energy emanating from within him, flowing through every vein and fiber of his body. In his delusion, Morgan leads a powerful army, harnessing its overwhelming power.
He imagined himself swinging his sword, and suddenly the sky split open and emitted a pitch-black light. He stomped his feet against the ground violently, and a huge magic circle appeared in the sky, emitting thousands of spears. The spears rained down on his enemies on the battlefield
Not satisfied with that, Morgan continued his delusion. This time, he imagined himself floating in the air with his magic power. It moved at lightning speed, descending into the battlefield and creating a huge explosion like a falling meteor.
In his imagination, Morgan could feel the magic power emanating from each of his pores. It can change shape and exceed the limits of ordinary humans. Morgan imagined himself defeating his enemies with his devastating power, destroying them with various powerful magic.
As he began to step forward, he was faced with a powerful enemy. The air around him turned into a deadly poison. The battlefield became chaotic.
In his delusion, Morgan saw his army suffer a defeat by the poison that hit the region. He imagined himself to be a powerful demon, using his magic to take out a sword sealed in another dimension. The sword had boundless power, and when the seal came off, the entire region was locked by the power of the sword.
Morgan stepped forward with a powerful sword in hand, and he swung the sword so as to create a cataclysm. The sky became pitch-black, and the poison covering the battlefield slowly disappeared. In its dark power, a powerful giant appeared from within the dark clouds.
Her magic abilities are limitless. In the face of his enemies, he mastered the elements of fire, water, earth, wind, darkness, and light. He could even summon lightning and create millions of immortal armies. It is also capable of disappearing and reappearing quickly, like an invisible shadow.
In another delusion, Morgan had subordinates loyal to him. They worked together to help Morgan in his duties and in battle. Together, they defeated every enemy that was in front of them. The enemy is a kingdom of light that once tormented Morgan's life. With the power he had, his life changed drastically.
In the midst of his delusion, the voice of a girl echoed in his ears.
“ Morgan! Morgan's! Morgan's! “
Morgan opened his eyes, seeing Asmothia standing nearby. Her ears were pulled making her scream, “ Ouch…! “
“ This you.. cannot easily become a demon general just like that. It takes a lot of effort to become one of the generals, not just to dream like that! “
With confusion full of confusion Morgan asked, “ Princess Thia, since when are you here? “
“ Hahaha. Ever since you dreamed about standing on the battlefield with a sword splitting the sky “ while both of his hands were pinching Morgan's cheeks.
Then his hands were placed on his waist, confidently shouting out loud
“ In the present condition, you will not be able to control magic as strongly as in a dream, your physical condition must be trained hard in order to be able to sustain the pressure of mana that fills the entire body. Therefore, tomorrow is the time to exercise to strengthen your physical first “
Finally, that afternoon, Morgan received a reprimand from late afternoon. Asmothia knows that high dreams are often a motivation for a person to get better. However, sometimes the preoccupation in dreaming can make someone forget their responsibilities and become lazy. Asmothia was wise, responsible for making Morgan stronger.
The day was moving towards dusk, and they all felt the need to rest in their rooms. Amidst the quietness of the room, Morgan sat alone, pondering over everything that happened today, examining every mistake he made meticulously. Meanwhile, Asmothia was still awake, watching Morgan who was immersed in her thoughts.
Suddenly, Asmothia gently broke the silence, her voice soaring with words of wisdom, "Don't let yourself get too carried away in doubt. The rebuke I give is not to break your spirit, on the contrary, it is a motivation. However, if you take it as a mistake, it means that you are not really ready to receive magic training "
When the words were thrown out, fatigue finally took hold of Asmothia, and she fell into a deep sleep, leaving Morgan with words of wisdom echoing in the room. In the silence of the night, Morgan pondered the message of Asmothia, heaved a sigh of relief, and decided to make the reprimand an early milestone for better change and growth in the future.
Morgan finally felt sleepy, he arranged his bed neatly before finally falling asleep. Time rolled on and the morning came, a sign for Morgan to wake up and prepare breakfast. Like his routine, he meticulously prepared food with all the spices and ingredients, until everything was arranged on the table perfectly. Just then, Asmothia entered the kitchen with her eyes half closed, reflecting her drowsiness that still enveloped her.
When his gaze fell on the perfectly orderly table, the sleepiness of Asmothia disappeared just like that. His eyes opened wide, impatiently wanting to taste the delicacy of the tempting dish. Nimblely, he turned his plates around, taking out every dish with abundant portions. This incident can still make Morgan surprised, even though he had seen it before.
