Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

6 - herdians

"Continue your explanation."

Blondie acted as if nothing happened. "Each of the witches recognized by the empire were also given recognition by the temple. It would be very complicated to explain it, but in short, they did not want the power of witches to exceed the power of temples until they placed limits on the abilities of witches."

"...."

"Of course, they don't push it to too low a limit. The power of Young Master Raphael allowed him to annihilate two battalions of non-mage enemies."

Meridian did not understand.

He understands but also does not understand so just assume he does not understand.

"What god does the temple worship?"

"The Sun God."

Cliches.

Then why is his name Alala if the god of the sun?!

"I understand."

You stupid Laila!

Cuneiform!

Goddamnit!

"Then, would I still be considered dangerous if I said I don't know why my magic power is like this? I don't even know why my hand is burning."

They're silent. Look at each other, then breathe.

"Meridians." Raphael's approaching. "The temple requires every newly risen witch to report it to the temple. They control the magician's development because if the magic power goes beyond a certain limit, they can't suppress it."

"So?"

"Your magic power is too great." Dion folded his hands. "Too big to be pressured by temple restraints. Unlike if your strength is still under Raphael, it's easy to put a restraint."

Magic power is a manifestation of the intelligence of its owner, Miss.

Again the Blondie was telepathic.

Didn't Miss herself not realize why there was fire in Miss's hands? Magic is basically an element that needs to be controlled, not there to be controlled. So they can move on their own, with just a little stimulation of the mind.

You mean my magic power is too big to control?

Not in a too bad sense, but for the temple, of course it was bad.

Did the temple Meridian just destroy it? After all, he's the main character. The main character against the gods must have survived.

"I understand."

Meridian opened his palm again. He just imagined something like a fire appearing, and it actually appeared without a simsalabim spell.

"Hey, I asked because I thought about it. Does magic have elements?"

That's a basic lesson, right?

Or maybe the magic is like Harry Potter hanging the spell?

But as far as Meridian is concerned, Laila is not a fan of Harry Potter's magic. He loves magic in comics. It is like the chakras in Naruto.

Then .... "What does magic density depend on where?"

Blonde smiled as his brother looked more suspicious.

Hid. The Meridians should have been suspicious when they saw these abnormal crystal eyes.

"Yes, Miss. The element of a person determines the type of magic they can perform. Young Master Raphael has the element of earth. Land, water, he can control it."

"What's yours teleporting?" Meridian asked Lucas. Because just now suddenly Meridian was outside the carriage and this person was the first one with him.

Lucas did not answer, but threw away his face. As if he would not be asked.

If you don't like it.

Although Meridian was curious about Dion.

He could sense magic not felt by Raphael. Blonde said there were only four of the strongest witches. Does it have anything to do with the element?

It's not a novel anymore. Why didn't some kind of game system appear?

"I'll still ask. Why are you hiding it?"

"Can magic be hidden?"

"Is that so? Good though. What extraordinary sensitivity can you not see if I've been hiding magic all this time or not?"

Meridian turned the face of Lucas to him.

"I think the way you look at magic is like seeing mana dancing around me or something. Or maybe you smell it or I don't know what's weird."

Lucas looked at him sharply. "I'm asking you. Are you really Meridian?"

"Didn't Raphael make sure my soul is real?"

"But you're different. You're not like you. Don't you even remember you fainted just because His Majesty reprimanded you too stammeringly introducing yourself? Look at you now. I don't know who you are."

If there was a way to ascertain a real real or fake soul, the Meridian would hands up. It's amazing Laila's work until he starts to taste.

But since Meridian still slightly believed that that stupid pal had a tiny brain, he must have followed Meridian's advice, right?

"Isn't that why I'm here?" The Blonde is advancing.

Now approaching the Meridian.

After sitting on the edge of the bed by his feet, Blonde reached out. "Can you, Miss?"

"Hey." Lucas glares.

The Blonde.

The new meridian would give its hand when it suddenly soared into the air, enveloped by a pitch-black aura. His body was bleeding smoothly over Raphael's arm as if he was a passing roll sponge.

The Blonde laughed. "Your brother is still protective, Miss. I'm sorry if I was being presumptuous."

Raphael's hand touched the end of his hair. "Meridian, can you give me a little hair? That'll help identify your magic."

"Isn't it easier for him to hold my hand for a while?"

"A noblewoman keeps their honor from keeping a man's hand from touching them, including the hand." Dion glanced sharply. "Give me your hair."

Were it not for curiosity, Meridian ogah did his orders.

What the nobility.

Nobles he knew danced with many men so they could get married.

Basic Laila. Make rules as good as you can.

Raphael immediately cut off a pinch of white Meridian hair to hand it over to Blonde.

All eyes were focused on the bright green magic circle above the Blonde. Meridians do not want to know what it is, but slowly there is a mixture of blue in the flow of the circle.

"Magic power is centered on the soul and not the body of a witch." The blonde enlarges his magic circle. "There are no abnormalities in Young Miss's magic power. Exactly the same as Young Master Raphael said. There is no soul exchange. Miss is Miss."

But how can it be?

Could it be because the Meridian was named the same as him? Or because Meridians were figures created from Meridians as well?

Regardless of which one, it seemed like magic power could not identify all things. Just certain things.

"Then what made his personality change completely?" Lucas was not satisfied. "He's always curled up like a cowardly frog. Then now he even glared at me and acted impudent. I've never heard of magic creating abnormalities in one's personality."

"You're right. For now, let's assume it's because of its incredible magic power. The power with the concentration of magic like Miss has never been recorded in history. It could be that, because the temple suppressed the growth of the witches, we never found any data on their behavior that their concentration of magic was above normal limits. How about it, Young Master?"

Raphael stared worriedly at the Meridians. "I don't think we have a choice. I trust you to investigate and hide it, Herdian."

Herdians?!

Meridian's eyes glared at horror as soon as he knew again the name he recommended was used.

But shit! Why is Herdian blond with blue eyes?!

Herdian should be heavy! Minimum knights!

Why even ... AKH!

"You want to stay in town?" Dion looked down at him.

The Meridian immediately retaliates the headband.

The magic was enough to surprise him.

Let's go to town next time.

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