บท 2: Chapter Two
I concentrated, making the white ball in my hand smaller and smaller little by little, it was almost ready, I could set it off any momen-.
"Adam!"
I flinched violently, the sudden shout knocking me out of my concentrated state like a teenager being knocked out of the ring by a professional boxer.
Losing the tight hold I had on the white orb in my hand, I channeled Mana throughout my body as it detonated.
A white beam of concentrated mix of destructiveness of fire and precision of lightning exploded, and the only thing I could do was direct the explosion away from myself.
A sound of the energy I held in my hand breaching the sound barrier reverberated around the clearing I was training in, forcing me to close my eyes.
After a moment, the shaking seemed to have stopped and I was only left with the ringing in my ears. Blinking a few times and shaking my head, I looked back to the one that disturbed my concentration.
With the ringing still in my ears, I looked at my father, who looked at the destruction left behind by my spell with amazement. Walking up to him, I kicked the grown man in the shin. He didn't even feel it, but it did cause him to look down at me and ask something that I still could not hear.
Instead of responding, I just pointed at my ear and shook my head, he seemed to have understood and placed a hand on my head. A second later, my hearing was restored and I sighed in relief.
"What was that, Son? It was magnificent! As expected from a Crimson Demon! You are growing up to be a splendid archmage!"
I just shook my head in exasperation.
"I'm thinking of calling that spell "White Nova" as you can see, it's still in development."
My father put his hands on his hips, threw his head back, and laughed uproariously.
"I see! You are making another spell, just like your brother! Truly! You two are blessed by the gods!"
Ah, this again, anyone would assume that you were blessed by a god when your name was written on your forehead when you were born, thank god, I would have died from cringe if this guy named me.
"Nevertheless! I am sorry to interrupt your training, my son! But I decided that it was time for you and your brother to visit the fortune teller!"
I sighed. Fortunes, the bane of my existence for the next few hours. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I followed my father to go get my twin.
"Where is your brother?"
He asked and I sent him an annoyed glare, which he looked away from. Sighing, I held up my hand, a small cut appearing on my finger along with a white magic circle above it. Turning my palm upside down, I let the blood drop into the circle and it turned red, with four lines appearing on it.
Two of them were pointing at me and father, and one was pointing toward our house, where Yunyun was probably sleeping, and one pointed to the side.
This spell was requested to be developed by a noblewoman, whose husband was naturally cheating on her, she suspected it for a while, but when a maid gave birth to a child, she had an arch wizard develop a spell to locate anyone who was related to the person that gave a drop of blood.
Now, the backstory of the spell was not that important, but what it did was.
Is you managed to wound someone and get their blood, you could locate them any time you wanted.
Going in the same direction the line was pointing in, we walked for about twenty minutes until we finally reached the clearing with dead bodies and my brother standing there, looking unconcerned at the dead bodies.
I looked at one of them, observing the buff bodies, the small heads, and the light brown fur, and concluded that there was nothing to be worried about.
The "One Punch Bears" that were lingering around the forest around the village were nothing to be concerned about for teen crimson demons, much less adults, and for us, they were just clumps of experience points.
However, the name of their species was quite unsuited if you asked me.
"Ethan! My son! I have come to collect you for a visit to the fortune teller!"
Our father struck a pose and I dutifully ignored it. Ethan sent me a look that said it all and I just shrugged. Why was he asking me? I didn't know shit about this either.
"Sure."
Ethan nodded and walked closer to us, falling into step right next to me as we headed back toward the village.
"So, how many did you get today?"
I asked, suppressing a yawn, I had been trying to get the white nova down for a few hours and the mana cost it had was taking a toll on me.
If only my memories came back before I got the card and not a day later, I wouldn't have to raise the intelligence stat so much.
"About twenty, though, we might need to stop for a while, their population seems to be dwindling. A month or so at most."
Bummer, even if they matured fast, they didn't mature fast enough to be constantly farmable. The orcs that were in the vicinity consisted of only females since they got the males killed by breeding.
"Great, and it was my turn next, too."
I sighed. No matter, my intelligence stat went up whenever I read a book about something I did not know, along with every new spell I created, and I had a lot of references.
"So, how does this fortune-telling work?"
I blinked and turned to him with a deadpan, wondering why he was asking me this shit, but he turned to me with the same face and I just sighed.
"My theory is that the said fortune-teller uses her mana through a magical item and taps into the timestream unknowingly, and through that item being used as a medium, they can show us brief glances of the possible future."
There was silence for a second, and I realized that we defaulted to English on habit, so the oldest of the three of us couldn't understand what we were saying.
"Nerd."
I threw a fireball at the bitch.
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