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CH.86 Making magic stones

    CH.86 Making magic stones


    <span style="font-weight:400">I got a little sidetracked from my original objective. I was going to work on the magic stones, but then the realization about wasting resources kicked in. Wasting… I guess I wouldn’t have wasted anything even if I waited, but if I do end up getting Master of Oz tomorrow, I would have had to wait a day to summon one of the two fusions.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luckily that distraction with St. Joan didn’t take much time, so I can get started with the magic stones.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I hope you’ve rested enough.” I said as I pulled a card from my storage. “Dark Sage.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unlike his younger self, who used a card like a door to step out of, he rose from a card that was in line with the ground. An older man in a purple and ck robe. He was sitting in a meditating posture and was holding a giant staff on hisp.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aa, Master.” He said with his deep voice. “You have called on me. How may I be of service? Would you like to begin your journey into the depths of sorcery?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hello to you as well, Dark Sage. Have you rested enough?” I asked him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I had enough rest. If I rest longer, I might never wake up.” He joked. I guess he is up for it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I went through my fanny pack and got out the two bracelets and the two monster cores. I ced the bracelets onto a table.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I need you to convert these monster cores into magic stones.” I told him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, the gift for yourdy friend. Of course I want to help you make it.” He said jokingly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...she isn’t my girlfriend.” I said back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I see. Well let’s set that issue aside for now and work on these cores.” He said as he was looking at the cores that were in his hand. When did he get them? They were in my hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t look so confused.” He said as he noticed me looking at the cores. “I’m a sage with a thousand years of experience. Something like this is simple for me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">… Yeah, I guess it would be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know you could have just asked for them.” I told him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I could have, but it will take some time to convert these.” He said as he was looking at the cores. “We might run out of time if we y around too much.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really? Then go ahead and start.” I told him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh I won’t be doing it alone.” He told me. “I’ll have you help.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Help? Why?” I asked. What can I do? I have no experience.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master’spletely neutral magic will create abination with my dark magic that will make the stones more flexible. That way if you were to grant another attribute to your girlfriend, they would be better. They will also be easier to get used to, if they boost her magic as a whole, and not just dark magic.” He exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…did you have to call Alice my girlfriend? Again. How do you even know about that? Laura? Is this your fault?


    <span style="font-weight:400">(Don’t me me for everything, Master.) Laurained. (You should remember that you summoned him before he evolved and he has memories from that time.) Laura added.


    <span style="font-weight:400">(I’m sorry.) I said to Laura. (I just thought you told him.)


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, let’s start.” I said to my summon. “What do I need to do?”


    <hr>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So how do we do this?” I asked. “And can we take a break if something happens?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes we can take a break in the middle.” Dark Sage answered my second question first. “And what we will do is make a mana loop. We will loop mana through each other and the cores. They will take on the properties of the mana passed through them. When they have enough power in them, I’llpress them down and they will turn into magic stones.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ok, I think I get it.” So we just pass mana through the stones. Sounds simple enough. Perhaps thatst part is the difficult step.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Also, after we have reached about 90% capacity, we cannot stop. The cores would be unstable and likely explode if left like that.” Dark Sage told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Explode? Is this safe?” I got a little nervous. I don’t want this project to blow up in my face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s fine. As long as we don’t leave the cores in critical state, they won’t explode. I’ll make an estimate at around 50% and we will decide if we are going toplete the stones in one go or two. But cores this size should be doable in one.” He told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then let’s start.” I said to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I sat down facing Dark Sage. He held one stone in each hand and told me to ce my hands on top of his. It was like the position Alice took with her teacher to practice mana control. But we also had the stones in the mix.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now let us begin. Follow my lead.” Dark Sage told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.” I responded. (Help me out Laura.)


    <span style="font-weight:400">(Always.) She said to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could feel the mana flowing between us. His mana felt … heavy. Unlike when Laura controlled my own, having his flow in me felt like trying to stir syrup. Actually, because of its darkness, I thinkparing it to tar might be urate. Except that it wasn’t sticky. It was just viscous. Compared to my own that flowed smoothly. I guess it might be the attribute difference. Thankfully Laura was doing the actual moving, but it still felt strange. Well I just need to bear with it. At least it''s not painful. Only ufortable.


    <hr>


    <span style="font-weight:400">(Laura, how long has it been?) I asked mypanion as I had lost track of time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">(42 minutes since we started the conversion of the stones, Master.) She told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dark Sage, how far are we in the conversion process?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We are almost halfway there.” He told me. “We should be able to do it in one go.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then let’s keep going.” I’d rather just get it over with. Next time, I’ll bring a magazine or something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">(How about you focus on your mana. That will make you gain the mana control skill faster.) Laura said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">(...yeah, I should… ) She is right. Again. Or more like always. I’ll need that skill if I want to level up telekinesis.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I kept up my focus, even if I wasn’t the one in control of my mana.


    <hr>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Knock, knock


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was a knock at the door. Why now? We’ve kept up the mana loop for another 45 minutes or so, and Dark Sage warned me that we have reached the critical point where we can no longer quit. Unless we want to risk an explosion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Knock! Knock!


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was another knock, but stronger this time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come in.” I said slightly agitated. I know Laura and Dark Sage are doing the heavy lifting, but I would still prefer not to be bothered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Someone opened the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lord Brian, I came to get you for, Who is that?” Jenna was surprised as she saw Dark Sage sitting there with me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She came to get me for something? Is it tea time?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, but I need a little longer for this.” I told her. “I’lle as soon as we finish this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“As you wish, but who is he?” Jenna asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just leave!” I said, getting more agitated.


    <span style="font-weight:400">… Why did I snap like that? Are my thoughts getting darker? Is the dark mana affecting me? If it is, I’ll need to be more careful in the future.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry.” I said to Jenna, as she seemed genuinely scared by my outburst. “Just give us a little more time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...yes.” She said weakly before leaving the room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">… What was that? Even if I yelled at her she shouldn’t have gotten that scared. I hope that was just an isted incident.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We are almost ready.” Dark Sage said to me. “Just a little longer.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I focused back on the task at hand.


    <hr>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good, the cores are ready for the next part.” Dark Sage said. “I’ll justpress them down. You should let go of them now, Master.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.” I said as I took my hands away from the cores. The cores were shining with energy. They remind me a little of the rogue core from the dungeon. But the light these have is more violent, uncontained. Perhaps that rogue core was a monster core that had some amount of mana in it, but it hadn’t reached the critical point.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I heard Dark Sage mumbling something akin to a spell chant, but I couldn’t make out the words for it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then I saw how the corespressed down. The ping-pong ball sized cores shrunk down, until they were about half their original diameter. Their color also changed. The shining cores that started out with a reddish-brown color, were now dark with small white cross shapes, or perhaps star shapes. I think polished obsidian is simr, but then again, I’ve only seen polished obsidian in a video and never live.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The stones areplete, Master.” Dark Sage said to me. “Please bring over the bracelets for them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So it was a sess.” I said as I walked over to the table where Iid the bracelets. “Can you really do the rest as well?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master, I’m a sage. I’ve studied for over a thousand years. Making magical equipment like this has been a part of it.” He told me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I guess I shouldn’t doubt you.” I said to him, as I handed the bracelets over to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I might be old, but with agees knowledge.” He said as he received the bracelets.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I wasn’tmenting on your age.” Honestly I wasn’t. I just have no clue if he would know the techniques of this world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A little spellter, the stones had been embedded into the bracelets. The spots designed for them were way toorge for the stones we made, so he had to change the design of the bracelets a little. I think they might be better this way, as the stones aren’t asrge as the slots were. Did Bak sell us the wrong stones?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Master, you need to unsummon me now.” He said as he handed the bracelets back to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, we did spend a long time on the bracelets. Thank you. I’ll call on you again.” I said as a card appeared under Dark Sage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll be waiting.” He said as he sunk into the card.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I quickly returned his card into the collection, put thepleted bracelets into my fanny pack and left the room. They are waiting for me, after all.
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