Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

7 - second male leads

Arriving at the residence, again Meridian shut himself up.

Father and Mother excitedly greeted them while continuing to ask if Meridian was injured.

As it turned out, although in this world there was no means of communication even a cable phone, there was something like a magic scroll to communicate.

Dion and Raphael agree to lie that the fire was caused by a game of irresponsible young witches—Meridian somewhat offendedthen they blurred out of nowhere.

Earlier, before they actually arrived at the residence, Dion said to keep the Meridian magic ability a secret for a while. Since he did not want to flash it, Meridian agreed.

Relax and enjoy a sumptuous meal in his room without worrying fat.

This main character alone has a peach boot without lifting weights. Is he fat because he eats a lot?

Myths.

After a meal, Meridian sat at a table by the window with an ancient pen, ink and a piece of paper.

First of all, he had to figure out exactly which way this story was going.

Politics, coret.

War, coret.

Romance, definitely.

Why did Dion and Lucas hide something about their hair?

If you follow this kind of story pattern, then, likely it was because of a curse (black color always associated with darkness) or the secret of birth they were both illegitimate children or they both had certain abnormalities that made them called monsters?

Usually is. Moreover, Dion's personality is also cold, Lucas like hard to touch.

If so, what kind of monsters are they?

The monster patterns in fiction are annoying. Those so-called monsters in the eyes of the Meridians were just slightly unkind characters, but somehow made as if they were terrifying.

He still wonders why a character like Dion has always been called cold-hearted.

Not careful what!

The fact that he takes care of Meridians alone is enough to show that he just doesn't like to take care of troublesome things that have nothing to do with him. With regards to their sister's meridians, yes she has a connection.

In other words, he's tsundere.

Then, in addition, Herdian instead appeared as a blond man. The visuals were handsome, indeed, but his image was a hundred and eighty degrees different, smearing a Herdian figure on the Meridian's head.

The Herdian he wanted was a muscular brunette tattooed Herdian!

Like Herdian Crush in the real world who is a hobby of gymnastics but single years. Not a skinny witch smiling hobby!

But alright, connecting him looks like a human, so suppose the Meridian will is nonsense.

The question is, what is the role of Herdian?

The second male lead?

"Looks like Miss is working hard."

Meridian jump.

The wind from the open window gushed fiercely all of a sudden, and a faded green light whirled up the figure of a man he had just thought of.

What the Meridian was surprising about was not just a man suddenly appearing on the window of his room, wearing a magician suit with a robe, but looking like the crown prince wanted to go to the dance.

Meridian patting jidat. Shame he had to see all his friend's privations.

Okay, he's creative. But should he make a witch with blond hair, blue eyes and the look of a Korean boyband named Herdian?

It should have been that time that Meridian didn't give him a name. In order to at least give this figure the name of Zack or Guaranteed or Felix. Whatever the origin is not the local name, Herdian.

"What are you doing here?"

"Miss not surprised?"

"I'm surprised."

Herdian held onto his chin, looking at the Meridians like he was an interesting research object. "You're completely different from the last time we met, miss. Of course Lucas and Dion thought someone's soul was swapped with yours. Though soul exchange is impossible."

That's why meridians are dizzy. Why can he even? "What do you want?"

The man smiled until his eyes were completely closed. "Let's talk about secrets, miss. I think Miss doesn't really want to talk about it with Raphael or Dion."

"What secret is that?" The meridian squeezes the paper as it moves. The paper ball was on fire, disappearing without a remnant even before the Meridian sat on its bed. "Sit there."

Herdian. "You're alert too. Alright."

"But before that, tell me how you teleported? I thought that magic could only be done by Lucas, thinking of something about the element that every witch has is different."

"That's what I want to talk about."

"Then say."

The man was sitting sweetly at the Meridian spot earlier, looking at her who was calm on the edge of the mattress.

It seemed like he was paying too much attention to how the Meridians were folding hands, but since it was unimportant, he immediately spoke to the point. "Did Miss remember about this?"

In just the blink of an eye, that blue-mixed green magic circle appeared again.

"To be honest, there's something I didn't tell Raphael about this."

Don't say ....

"Seeing from his reaction, Dion couldn't detect Miss's entire ability. That's not too surprising. Dion's sensitivity is more about mana than element."

It's not about the soul. "So it's about my element?"

"You're very intelligent, Nonaku. In this detector, I see quite a lot about the Miss element. Instead of talking about it, let's just look at it in person. Can Miss bring out the fire again?"

Meridians opened the palms. Put out the fire as he wished.

There was a moment of silence as Herdian stared at the flames in Meridian's hands.

Even though he smiled again soon. "Can you make it bigger? I enveloped around Miss with a barrier, so Miss doesn't have to worry."

Meridian is not worried.

Actually he just didn't know how to raise it, so he thought the fire was big. It turned out to be really big, barely touching the roof but bouncing on the magic circle around it.

Healing, barrier, then teleportation. Couldn't the plot twist be that the strongest Herdian magician like Meridian is not restrained by the temple?

Herdian suddenly chuckled. "If I can be frank, I just want to say, Miss is amazing. Miss looked confused by what magic was but made a fire this big without sweating at all. Is it hot, miss?"

Also true.

Why did not it feel hot when this fire burned the ashes of the scribble paper earlier?

Herdian suddenly snapped a finger again. A gentle breeze whipped around the Meridian, but extinguished the great fire instantly.

"A person's basic elements are like parts of the person's own body, Miss. The fire that Miss put out was many times hotter than the red fire, but since it belonged to Miss, it wouldn't hurt."

Oho. It's starting to get a little interesting. "Element wind. It should be contrary to fire. Your wind is soft too."

"Magic is a manifestation of intelligence. Which means Miss' magic is a form of Miss's intelligence. They accept my element because Miss doesn't consider me an enemy. I'm not extinguishing. They're out on their own."

I see, kah. "I'll turn it on again. Try to put it out."

A small flame re-emerged in the Meridian's palm, and Herdian again sent his wind. But this time, the flame grew bigger, forming a circle that surrounded the Meridians.

"Miss' intelligence seems to be worthy of the amount Miss is." Herdian pulled the wind, Meridian extinguished the fire. "Can I mean Miss can already control magic completely?"

"Not really. But I think it's easy."

"All right." Herdian smiled sweetly. "Then, Miss, can you imagine water?"

Meridian tilting face. "You mean I make water?"

"Miss understood. Please do."

Did he mean to say that the basic element of Meridians is two?

But he's right. Try it faster. So the Meridian opened its palm, and imagined the water.

One.

Two.

Three.

Nothing appeared.

"Nothing."

Herdian was a little silent for a long time. "Can you close your eyes? Please don't resist my wind for a moment. Just imagine the wind is the sea breeze or the cool air by the lake."

Looks like he's serious.

Meridian closed the eyes. Feeling the light breeze moving around him.

The cool sensation of the wind makes it easier for Meridians to think about water.

Water water.

"There's." Herdian immediately smiled widely at the wisp of water in the Meridian's hand. "The intellect will be bound by insecurity and doubt, Miss. The more doubtful the Miss does, the harder it is to control."

It's surreal.

Meridian cengo looked at the floating water blob. Somewhat incredulous until he touched the index finger to it, but did not feel a wet sensation at all.

"Everything I create I can't feel, like?"

"Yes, Miss. Magic is very sensitive to its users. When they come out with Miss's powers, they'll never harm Miss."

"What dual elements are rare cases?"

"Not really. Raphael controls water and soil, and can create plants from the combined elements."

Similar forces of Shodai Hokage and Yamato. Laila was emulating them for sure.

"Fire and water. What can I make of them?"

Herdian suddenly laughed. It was so loud that the Meridians were worried that the maids had come over for listening to their voices.

"Miss asks about combining elements and creating new elements as it is easy. You're very attractive, Miss."

Isn't that a basic question?

Raphael could, maybe this guy could too. Then why?

"Elements won't harm its users if used, but it's a different story by combining two elements. It takes an incredible balance achieved through years of practice to combine them. It won't be as easy as creating water or fire from the mind, miss."

Ah, so so it is.

"But isn't my mana number incredible? Is that hard?"

"should have. Would Miss try?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'll help Miss, if Miss wants to. But not now. The clash of elements is an unusual event for Miss. If Dion noticed it, it would be a little troublesome."

Dion, huh? Damn she was right.

"Then, can Miss create the wind?"

"What do you mean?"

Herdian smiled. It would be foolish for the Meridian not to realize what it meant.

Instead of arguing, he immediately imagined something like the wind, moving gently around it.

Apparently could.

Damnit.

Female lead character meridians or real female antagonists? If this is Naruto, then now he has kekkei genkai. Could he also be kekkei tota?

Is this Otsutsuki Kaguya?

"Is that wind not felt, Miss?"

"No. It's cold. I feel it."

"Then ...." Herdian pointed to himself. "What if Miss points it at me? But please don't think about killing me. Just think of the wind scraping—"

Before he finished speaking, the Meridian wind had already shot towards him. It was out of Meridian's control, yet he spontaneously thought of just scraping.

In an instant, a horizontal line appeared on Herdian's cheeks, a path for fresh blood to pour out.

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