New World Phenomenon

New World Phenomenon

Wild Magic

World Magic?

Volume 11 lava portal

Dragon Wild Magic converted souls into artificial magic energy for casting purposes to create change in reality. Vs Tier magic uses artificial MP to create artificial effects that look like changes in reality.

Wild Magic uses natural things to make natural changes normally reserved for nature. Tier magic uses something artificial to make changes not in nature.

Talents originate from the same phenomenon that creates the lava portal or the weird nature effects? It's completely RNG...

Natural absorption of mana is similar like the dragon armor?

Ainz's staff displayed sapience but Pearl of Death and true Sapient items did not exist in YGGDRASIL.

Because the staff was made with such strong materials, strong purpose, and had built in Tier Magic empathy to wielder, did it evolve into a sapient item after the transfer?

>Heat bloomed from his hands, and spread to envelop his entire body.
Gazef broke the limits of his physical body and stepped into the realm of heroes.
In addition, he activated several martial arts at once —one could call those a
warrior’s magic.

>A warrior like Gazef could use six different kinds of martial arts at once, and
combined with his hidden ultimate attack, that made seven martial arts at
once.
Until now, he had been using martial arts to improve his physical attributes,
fortify his mind, improve his magic resistance, temporarily render his weapon
magical, as well as another technique that he used on hitting an opponent.
That made five martial arts.
The reason why he had not pushed himself to the limit and used all seven at
once was because powerful martial arts depleted one’s concentration.
In particular, the [Sixfold Slash of Light] required three times the focus of his
other techniques.
Gazef had two ultimate attacks like this, but he could only use them with four
other martial arts at the same time.

[V1]

>"He’s a talent holder, and a genius magic caster."

>"Oh …" Ainz murmured: they had tortured three of the Sunlight Scripture
members to death to get that information, and now there was a live example
in front of him. Ainz was delighted.

>"It’s nothing much, it’s just that I happened to have a talent pertaining to that
field …"

>"Oh …"

>Ainz was even more interested, and he leaned forward, straining to listen.
Much like martial arts, talents were abilities that did not exist in YGGDRASIL
but which were unique to this world. About one in every two hundred people
was born with a talent. While talent-holders were not rare, the abilities
themselves varied greatly in potency and type.
For instance, there were talents like being able to predict tomorrow’s weather
with seventy percent accuracy, the ability to strengthen summoned monsters,
hastening the harvest by several days, using the magic of the dragons which
once ruled this world, and so on.
However, all of these were inborn abilities, which could not be chosen or changed.
It was quite common to encounter situations where these abilities could not
be applied. If someone was born with a talent that could improve the destructive
power of their magic, but they never had the chance to become a magic
caster, then their talent would be useless.
There were very few people who could make good use of their talents. There
were almost no talents which could dictate the course of one’s entire life, apart
from a few exceptionally powerful talents..
The best proof of that statement was Gazef Stronoff, who was a warrior without
a talent.
However, people with combat-applicable talents tended to go into the adventuring
profession. Therefore, talent-holders were a common sight among adventurers. The person before him was one of those lucky few who could fully
utilize his talent.

>"I think his talent had something to do with being suited to studying magic,
and he only took four years to learn what should have taken eight years. I’m
not a magic caster, so I’m not sure how great that is."

>Ainz was a magic caster as well. Those words made him curious, and awoke
a collector’s desire within him. This was an ability which the Great Underground
Tomb of Nazarick did not possess, and which could strengthen the
organization. If he could gain control of that ability, it might be worth making
enemies of everyone here.
Shrinking the time it took to learn an ability like this should have been the
province of a Super tier spell,[Wish Upon A Star].
The two of them continued talking, without realizing that Ainz was watching
them under his helmet, like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey.

>"...I’m really lucky that I was born with this ability, because it allowed me to
take a step closer to my dream. Without this power, I would have ended my
days as a lowly peasant."

"His name is Nfirea Bareare, the grandson of a famous herbalist. His talent allows
him to use any magic item. Not only can he use scrolls of a different spellcasting
system from himself, he can even use items made by the non-human
races. Even items restricted to those of royal blood shouldn’t be a problem
either."

>"..Oh."

>Ainz tried his best not to let them hear the awe in his voice.
How much could his talent do? Could he use the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown -
which only the guildmaster could use - as well as World Class Items? Or did
it have limits?

>He was someone to be wary of, but he could be very useful as well.

[V2]

>"Magic doesn’t seem like the sort of thing you can learn in one or two days.
Well, you need to connect to the world, but only people with the appropriate
talent can do it. If not, you’ll need to take a long time to experience it."

[V2]

"[All Appraisal Magic Item]."
The red points of light which served as Ainz’s eyes lit up.
"What is this …? The Orb of Death? And …it’s an intelligent magic item?"
The Orb of Death was an impressive name, but it was hardly outstanding.
It aided in controlling the undead, and it could cast several different necromantic
spells every day, but none of those appealed to Ainz. It also had the drawback
of mentally dominating humans who held it, although Ainz and Narberal
who possessed defenses against mind-affecting effects were immune, as
were demihumans or heteromorphic creatures.
"What a strange item …"
The only thing which intrigued him was the fact that it was an intelligent magic
item.
Ainz poked it lightly, and just as he was about to command it to speak, there
was a voice in his head.
It sounded sincere enough, and if it had a head, it would probably have been
lowered. Ainz pressed his knuckles to his mouth and began thinking. He had
to consider the merits and demerits of taking it as a minion, whether it was
reliable, and so on.
Ainz examined the magic item again. For safety’s sake, he should probably
destroy it. However, something like this did not exist in YGGDRASIL, so destroying
it would be a waste.
After casting several protective spells on the Orb, Ainz called out to the giant
hamster that had entered the chapel.

[V2]

"…It’s called the Death Spiral, right?"
"Indeed. It’s the rite our leader is conducting."
In places where the undead gathered, more powerful undead were born. When
these more powerful undead gathered, even more powerful undead would
appear. The magic rite which made use of this property was like a spiral, constantly
spawning ever more powerful undead beings. It was potent enough to
destroy an entire city, so it was known as the ”Death Spiral.”
This wicked ritual had been conducted in the past, and it had turned a metropolis
into a city of the dead where the undead roamed free.
Khazit’s aim was to turn E-Rantel into another such dead city. He would turn
himself into an undead being by harnessing the necromantic energies from
such a place.

[V2]

There was a place which occupied roughly a quarter of E-Rantel’s outer ring,
which was also most of the western quadrant. It was E-Rantel’s communal
cemetery. While other cities had their own graveyards, none of them were as
big as this one.
This was in order to suppress the spawning of the undead.
Although many things were unclear about the spontaneous genesis of the undead,
the basic idea was that vile creatures frequently spawned from the places
where the living came to an end. Of these, people who died sudden, violent
deaths and the dead who were not properly revered had the highest chance of
coming back to unlife. Therefore, battlefields and ruins tended to be infested
by the undead.
Since E-Rantel was very close to the Empire and consequently its battlefields,
it required a huge graveyard a place where remains could receive the proper
veneration.
In this aspect, the neighboring country the Empire also adhered to their
common agreement to respect the dead. Though they slaughtered each other,
they both saw the undead that attacked the living as their common enemy.
In addition, there was another problem with the undead. If left unattended,
the undead spawned more powerful undead.

[V2]

>He did not possess exceptional physical abilities, nor did he possess a talent,
a special ability that was only possessed by a few special people. His learning
was largely related to farming —when to sow which seeds and so on.

[V3]

>His full name was Brain Unglaus.
Originally, he had been nothing more than an unassuming farmer. However, he
was possessed of a natural gift, which was a talent for swordsmanship. With
the aid of this talent, he was practically invincible as long as he had a weapon
in hand. On the battlefield, he had not taken any wounds more severe than a
scratch, and he could be described as a fighting genius.

>Having never known defeat in swordsmanship, he walked an eternal path of
victory.
Nobody, not even himself, had doubted this. But the Kingdom’s royal martial
tournament had changed the course of his life.

>At first, he had not joined to win. He had simply intended to let the entire
Kingdom know of his prowess. His aim had been to leave everyone crushed at
his feet. However, he could barely believe the result of that tournament.

[V3]

>Once the ripples of emotion faded away, Ainz realised that [Wish Upon A Star]
worked differently here than it did in YGGDRASIL.
When Ainz had first learned of Nfirea’s talent, he had idly wondered if he could
steal it with [Wish Upon A Star]. Now, he realized that he could have done
it. In this world,[Wish Upon a Star] was a spell that would grant its caster’s
wishes. Although it would still expend XP, [Wish Upon A Star] was now a
spell that could make the impossible possible. In addition, by sacrificing five
levels — five hundred percent of his XP bar — one could one could make even
greater wishes come true.

[V3]

>He was dressed in a suit of white armor, which shone with a luster not born of
metal.
The armor radiated a faint magical aura. It was one of the Four Treasures —
the White Dragon Bone.
This armor was made from the cold-infused bones of the Frost Dragons which
laired within the Azellisian Mountain Range. Of course, armor made of mere
bones —even the bones of powerful beings like Dragons —could not possibly
be magical. Yet, somewhere along the line, that suit of armor had taken on
magical properties.
The problem now was that said properties might have been the result of a
curse.
That was because the White Dragon Bone converted intellect into defensive
strength. If an intelligent person put it on, it would become harder than steel
—it might even be able to rival the strength of mithril, or the legendary metal
adamantite.
However, the lost intelligence would not return even if the armor was removed.
That was why the legends surrounding that item said it was cursed.
The armor’s wearer had originally inhabited the peak of Lizardman intellect,
and after he put on that armor, it became tough enough to deflect any and all
weapons the Lizardmen possessed —even Frost Pain of the Four Treasures.
Its hardness might well be on the same level as adamantite.

[V4]


>"Is that so …then we won’t need to use the potion."

>"Mm. Besides, using it carelessly will remove the effects of muscle training."

>"Well, it’s meant to provide rapid healing, but the effect of the magic also reverts
the muscle to its original state. Just as well. You’ll be going to bodyguard
the Princess after this, am I right?"

>"Yes."

>"Take it, then. Just in case. Use it if anything comes up."

>The medicine bottle clinked as Gazef set it down by Climb’s side.

[V5]

>"...Swords, shields, spears, axes, daggers, gauntlets, bows, clubs and thrown
weapons. The use of these weapons are known as the Nine Arts, and they are
the foundation of all armed combat …however, if you try and learn too much,
you’ll end up spreading yourself too thin. I’d suggest picking two or three and
training with them. Alright, I’ve babbled enough."

>"Please don’t say that, Stronoff-sama. Thank you for the lecture!"

>Gazef grinned, and waved away Climb’s thanks.

>"Then, let’s start once you’re ready. Start by giving me your best shot in your
current condition. After that, depending on the time …Well, I might not be
able to put you through your paces, but I’ll find a chance to explain the Nine
Arts and the secrets of fighting with other weapons."

[V5]

>Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle Vaiself.

>If there was only one word to summarize her entire being, that would be "Golden".
That word derived from her blinding beauty. However, very few people
knew that she possessed a talent that far outstripped even her good looks.
Her talents lay in thinking, insight, observation, innovation, understanding
and the like. All her mental faculties were abnormally well-developed — in
other words, she was a genius. Her talent could only be described as a gift
from the heavens. Her deductions might seem to have come from flashes of
inspiration, but the truth was that they were pieced together from countless
scattered fragments of information, gathered by her extraordinary powers of
observation.
In all likelihood, nobody on the continent could match up against her mental
abilities.
If one were pressed to find an equal for her, then one would have to look
beyond the human race. However, very few entities were on her level, even
among these superhuman beings.

>In Nazarick, only Albedo — the Guardian Overseer who could manage the vassals
of every single Floor — as well as Demiurge — who possessed a fiendish
intellect and was hypercompetent in every aspect of national administration,
be it military, domestic and foreign affairs — could be considered on par with
her.
Human beings often considered matters from their own perspectives. From
that point of view, one could say that "strange" or "wondrous" people were
merely labels applied by plebeians.

[V5]

Climb was nearing his limit. Though he woke early to practice every day,
his rate of growth was slower than an old cow ambling down the road. He
had made far too little progress ever since he had started learning the sword.
While he might be able to improve his speed and strength by training his body,
he might not be able to master special abilities like martial arts and the like.
It would be terribly rude for someone like Climb to grumble about not being
able to force a gifted individual to use his true abilities. Rather, he should
blame his own lack of talent for not being able to make his opponent go allout.
The answer was simple enough; Gazef could not overlook Climb’s unwavering
diligence, however useless it was. If every man had their own personal limits,
then one could say that Gazef pitied the fact that Climb hurled himself bodily
against the wall of his own limits.
Therefore, he wanted to teach Climb something else.
He felt that there was a limit to one’s abilities, but not limit to one’s experience.

[V5]

"He was talented, but it just hadn’t flowered yet. It’s different from your case.
You’ve worked so hard, but that’s all the talent you’ve shown …Not everyone
has talent, and the difference is blindingly obvious between the haves and
have-nots. Therefore …I won’t tell you to give up, but you ought to know your
limits."

[V5]

"[Floating Board] is a 1st-tier spell which creates a translucent floating platform.
The size and carrying capacity of the platform varies with the caster’s
magical power. However, when cast from a scroll, it is limited to a surface
of one square meter and can carry a maximum of 50 kilograms. The created
board moves behind the caster, and can be a maximum of five meters away
from him. Since the [Floating Board] can only follow behind the caster, it cannot
be made to move in front of the caster. Should the caster turn around, the
board will slowly move to his back. It is primarily a transportation spell and
can commonly be seen during earthworks."

[V5]

Isn’t there any way I can get out of this—!
The exploding passion within him burst the chains of fear that held him prisoner.
His hands could move.
His legs could move.
The eyes that sought only to be closed slowly opened, desperately seeking the
image of the fist which was streaking in at him.
His senses were pushed to their very limit, to the point where he could even
sense the faint movements of particles in the air.
There was a phenomenon called an "adrenaline rush", where the brains of
people in extreme duress would release the limits on their physical bodies,
allowing for a burst of incredible power.
At the same time, the brain would secrete vast quantities of hormones and the
mind’s full capacity would be focused on survival. The brain would compute
vast quantities of information to find the best possible way to live on.
In that moment, Climb had stepped into the realm of a first-rate warrior. Yet,
the speed of Sebas’ attack was beyond even that lofty domain. Perhaps it was
too late to dodge Sebas’ fist. Perhaps it had always been too late. Even so, he
still had to move. He could not give up here.

[V5]

Succulent was a fencer, and he had trained for countless hours to evade his
enemy’s blows. The fact that he had to actually use his blade to block Climb’s
hit was quite extraordinary.
—That was not the attack of a dying man.
Those words raced through Succulent’s increasingly frantic mind.
No, it was not just that. The speed of Climb’s blade had been even faster than
when he was unhurt.
"How the hell did you do that, you bastard!"
This was someone who became stronger through battle. It was not impossible,
but Succulent had never witnessed anyone like that before.
He even began to feel that the young man had thrown off some kind of limitation.
"What the hell did you do? Was it a magic item? A martial art?!"
From his tone, one would be unable to tell who had come out victorious in
their battle just now.
What exactly had happened to Climb? The answer was simple.
Sebas’ training had scrambled the part of his brain that protected his body.
His sheer will to live overlapped with the vision of death which Sebas’ training
had shown him. Thus, he had managed to remove the limits placed on his
physical body by his brain, unlocking the power of the adrenaline surge.
While that training had only allowed Climb to make a single attack, without
that training, he would have died without the chance to do anything at all.
[V5]

Indeed, Climb and the thief currently had the upper hand, but there was no
telling how long their superior circumstances would last. The thief’s supply
of thrown items was not inexhaustible either. He ought to make the best of
this favorable moment and press the advantage.
Climb activated the unique martial art he had mastered yesterday.
This move did not have a name. If he had to pick one on short notice, he might
call it [Limit Breaker — Mind]. Its effect was simple enough; it released the
human brain’s limitations on the human body. Through this, all his attributes
— from his senses to his physical abilities — reached the next level.
Extended usage of this technique would lead to physical strain or muscle tearing,
so it could be considered a double-edged sword. However, he would not
be able to beat Succulent if he did not end the battle as quickly as possible.
As the martial art activated, Climb sensed something switching on in his brain.
The raging emotions racing through his heart were vented in the form of a
ferocious cry.
Succulent looked shocked, as though he had recalled something. Accompanying
the surprise was something which might have been called fear. This was
not a feeling which he — a man who was on par with an adamantite-ranked
adventurer — ought to have when facing his lessers.
[V6]

Climb nodded his head vigorously, and activated his ring’s power. This ring,
made by the Dragon Lords using Wild Magic, contained a spell that could temporarily
increase a warrior’s strength. If the strongest man in the Kingdom
Gazef Stronoff used it, he could step into the realm of heroes, but Climb had
not reached that state yet. Even in combination with his martial art [Limit
Breaker — Mind], he could not even touch the bottoms of Brain’s feet. However,
it would still grant Climb the power of a mithril-ranked warrior.
[V6]

>Dancing weapons moved in accordance with their masters’ will. However,
when their master was involved in a fight for their life, it was very difficult
to order a weapon that one was not holding and which was in a completely
different location to attack an opponent, unless there was a tremendous difference
in fighting strength. Therefore, most dancing weapons could only make
simple motions.
However, that was not the case for her.
She could easily and naturally manipulate her weapons as though they were
being held by an invisible warrior — one whose skills were equivalent to hers.
The reason for this was due to the unique makeup of her brain. This was because
she had been born with a pair of natural abilities.
The first was an excellent sense of spatial awareness — bordering on the preternatural.
And then — some people could have their right hands act with complete independence
from their left hands without training. However, her ability in that
field was greater than that; her mind was gifted with an unnatural flexibility.
That was her second ability.
It would not be unusual for someone to describe her as having two brains.
This was her ability.
If she had only one of those abilities, she would not have been able to control
her swords as freely as she did. However, these two abilities were united
within her. One could call it a miracle.
souls who had the same abilities as her.
Her scimitars left their sheaths on their own, in accordance with her fighting
spirit. All she had to do was focus on defense, while the five other swords
launched attacks on their own.
This was a barrier of blades. Stepping into this cage meant certain death.

[V6]

"Undying King" Davernoc.
His true identity was a naturally-spawned Elder Lich. The undead were born
from mass death. They were creatures who hated the living and often desired
only to end their lives. However, some intelligent undead could rein in their
hatred and build relationships with the living. Davernoc was one such undead
being.
The aim of his false life was to ably harness the power of magic and to learn
techniques beyond the spells he could use since his genesis.
However, even if he wanted to learn said techniques, he could not find anyone
to teach him, given that the undead were seen as the nemeses of the living.
Perhaps if there were other undead like him — in fact, there was a secret society
formed of undead magic casters — things might have been different, but
unfortunately, Davernoc had never encountered such beings.
Therefore, he thought of accumulating wealth, and using them to pay the price
to have people teach him magic.
At first, he had begun by killing and robbing travellers, but then he had been
defeated by adventurers who had come to hunt him down. Now painfully
aware of his foolishness, he considered a new way to earn a living. Therefore,
he concealed his identity and joined a mercenary band.
However, someone else learned that he could continuously launch [Fireballs]
and his identity as one of the undead came to light. He was then forced to flee
that mercenary band.
After that, when he had once again lost a way to generate income, someone
found him. That person was Zero.
He introduced Davernoc to someone who was willing to teach him magic, and
paid him appropriately. In turn, he asked Davernoc to use his magical powers
under his direction. That was exactly what Davernoc had hoped for.
As long as he could steadily accumulate more magical power, an undead being
like himself with an unlimited lifespan might eventually become a being that
could eradicate all life. Zero might have been lending aid to a future disaster
for mankind.

[V6]

>’I’m counting on you, Brain said as he patted Climb’s shoulder. Climb nodded
his head vigorously, and activated his ring’s power. This ring, made by the Dragon Lords using Wild Magic, contained a spell that could temporarily
increase a warrior’s strength. If the strongest man in the Kingdom Gazef
Stronoff used it, he could step into the realm of heroes, but Climb had not
reached that state yet. Even in combination with his martial art [Limit Breaker
-Mind], he could not even touch the bottoms of Brain’s feet. However, it
would still grant Climb the power of a mithril-ranked warrior.’

>Suppose we assign numerical values to items.
Lets say a sacred treasure is 150,000 and a World Item is 530,000.
Then what about the Treasure of the Dragons?
The answer is option A.
Because it was created by Wild Magic, it is wrong to assign Yggdrasil values to
it.
Gazef’s ring allows a warrior’s level to rise, but if Cocyutus had it, he would go
over Lv. 100.
As Ainz has no warrior levels, it would turn out ’Warrior level [/fighting strength]...only
5...garbage’

[V6AT]

>Was originally a
human, and retained the appearance she had the moment she was
turned into a vampire. She refuses to discuss the reason she became
vampire or why she destroyed a nation. However, these two incidents
seemed to be related to Evileye’s innate Talent.

[V6CS]

>This was not an empty pleasantry. This was a fact. Of particular note was
her Talent. Those miraculous eyes of hers had saved Hekkeran and the others
countless times.
If one had to name Arche’s Talent, perhaps calling it the Mystic Eyes of Revelation
might be appropriate.
Apparently, all arcane magic casters radiated an invisible aura of magic. Arche’s
talent allowed her to perceive this aura, and understand which tier of spells
someone could use.

[V7]

>Fluder’s natural Talent was the ability to see the auras around arcane magic
casters, and thus the tier of spells they could use.
However, Fluder’s talent could not sense the auras from around them, despite
hearing that the Beautiful Princess Nabe of Darkness was an arcane magic
caster.
Protection from divinations?
That was the only possibility, but that in turn raised new questions of its own.
Why had she warded herself against divinations? Normal adventurers would
not erect such defenses. That was because using their strength on such matters
was too troublesome and few situations arose where one needed to be
constantly aware of such things. Besides, not taking off one’s protection for
divinations when meeting them was quite rude.

[V7]

>Everyone around her thinks she is a genius, but she is actually
more of a silent hard worker than a talented person. She has almost
reached the limit of her growth potential.

[V7CS]


>A half elf whose father is an elf and mother is a human. Father is still
health and alive. Possess a Talent allowing her to ’Float Well In the
Water and Tend Not To Sink(does not mean she cannot sink at all)’. But
does not like to swim because she was once greatly humiliated when she
was attacked by a monster near a body of water.

[V7CS]

>"You too, Tenbu."

>There was nobody who did not know of this genius swordsman, who was undefeated
in the arena. This man’s team — Tenbu — was essentially a team
composed of one man, to some extent. However, that was also why Imina’s
face contorted with disgust.

>Eruya was a genius swordsman, but his magical abilities were hardly exceptional.
He channelled his strength into his core, steeled his soul, and prepared
himself to resist hostile magic as he asked:

>"Martial Art! [Ability Boost]! [Greater Ability Boost]!"

>These martial arts were his pride and joy. [Greater Ability Boost], in particular,
was a martial art that someone of Eruya’s level should never have been able
to learn.
But I learned it, so I’m a genius! I really am very strong!

[V7]

>"Hm? The ring seems to have vanished. Where did you put it? I recall nobody
should be able to take anything from you …but that is a powerful magic item
beyond the domain of humanity. I hope it hasn’t reached the hands of dangerous elements; particularly the Black Scripture of the Slaine Theocracy."

>That item was not something that could be simply given away.
It was a magic item made through the use of Wild Magic. The power of magic
today was polluted and distorted, so making another such item was very difficult.
As one of the rare few practitioners of Wild Magic, it wanted very much
to ask her where exactly the ring had gone.

[V7]

"I want to go to a new place to pick herbs, could you come with me?"
Logically speaking, there was no need for Enri to go herself. All she needed
to do was to ask the Goblins, who could take care of themselves, to go into
the dangerous Great Forest on her behalf. However, the Goblins she had summoned
had a strange weakness.
That was to say, they had no aptitude at all for herb-picking, butchering animals,
and that sort of work.
Just like how they handled cooking, even if one handed Goblins a sample of
a herb, they would not be able to match it up with identical herb in front of
them. The surprising thing was, it was as though they were born unable to do
that sort of thing, or even learn it, as if someone had removed the capacity to
do so from them.
Therefore, if they were assigned to pick herbs, the Goblins needed to have a
non-Goblin with them.

[V8]

>"That is a fact. Among the 5th-tier divine spells, the resurrection magic [Raise
Dead] consumes vast quantities of life force. Perhaps higher-tiered resurrection
spells might reduce the amount of life force that is lost …but nobody can
use those, so that is merely academic. Then again, I have heard that the Dragon
Lords and their ancient magic could return the dead to life without the loss of
any life force—"

>"—Then, could the Queen of the Draconic Kingdom achieve such feats?"

>"An excellent question, Varmilinen. Indeed, that country’s queen has been
confirmed to have inherited the ability to use what we call ancient magic, or
primal magic, or perhaps the magic of the soul. There are many names for
that sort of magic. This is because the blood of the Brightness Dragon Lord
flows within her veins — that is known. However, whether or not she can use
resurrection magic remains to be seen. Ancient magic and our current style
of magic are completely different from each other, and we who can only use
modern magic may never be able to understand it."

[V9]

>This girl was the Queen of the Draconic Kingdom, the Black Scale Dragon Lord,
Draudiron Oriuclus.
She had the title of Dragon Lord, but her combat power was only that of a
regular person. While the Theocracy classified her as a true Dragon Lord, that
was simply due to her inborn talents, and so some people used the very rare
title of True False Dragon Lord to describe her.
That was because the quality which determined her truth or falsehood was
whether or not she could use Wild Magic.

>"Well, you did bring it up, your Majesty …how about your Majesty’s magic?"

>The minister waved his finger. To him, that was probably all he thought of
magic. Draudiron smiled bitterly.

>"Wild Magic, hm? That kind of power isn’t the sort of thing a human can control;
not even with an eighth of Draconic ancestry. If things go badly, it might
hasten our country’s demise, so it’s a last resort."

>"The magic of the soul, huh …"

>Wild Magic was different from normal magic. It was magic that used souls.
Therefore, if she sacrificed many of her people and then destroyed the souls
which were produced, she could cast a powerful spell. Her great-grandfather
the Dragon Lord had told her about the great explosion which was the Platinum
Dragon Lord’s ultimate attack. In all likelihood, she could imitate it easily.
However, since she was much weaker than a Dragon Lord, she would have to
sacrifice over a million people to cast a spell like that.

[V9]


"Hmm" but what you want to know is whether they have talent or not, right,
Hime-sama? If it’s me, I can watch their movements, but how about you, Evileye?"
"Ah, I’ll level with you. You can’t fathom a person’s depths just by seeing them
carry out a few exercises. Magical ability is more internal than external. In addition,
I might seem like a genius when it comes to magical ability, but that’s all
there is. I don’t have the abilities of that great magic caster from the Empire."
"So, identifying talents—"
"Talents, huh," Renner sighed. "It would be a big help if we could identify
them during childhood. It would also help soften the nobles’ stubbornness
toward the commoners too."
"Ugh, it’s fine. I’m such an idiot …In any case, I don’t intend to go around telling
others my talent, kid. Got it?"
"Is it really that dangerous?"
"Ah, yes. It’s my ace in the hole. If I use it …yes, it would be like if our leader’s
sword went berserk. It could easily annihilate an entire city."
"Then, how about setting up a universal identification system for talents in
children? There are 3rd-tier spells which can verify the presence or absence
of a talent. However, if you want a full picture of what that talent might be,
you’d probably need a higher-tiered spell …well, in the end it’s just an idle
conjecture."
"Really? Can you really identify talents?"
"Well, I don’t know what that sparkle in your eyes is for, but don’t get your
hopes up. I’ve heard there’s a 3rd-tier spiritualist-only spell which can verify if
someone before the caster’s eyes has a talent. That said, even if there was such
a spell, the troublesome part would come after that. You’d need to learn how
to properly develop that talent. And it’s also quite likely that after expressing
that talent, it’ll end up being a meaningless ability."
"Is that so …"
The light in Renner’s eyes dimmed.
"I think it would be better to test them in various ways. Have them stand under
a waterfall, or have them inhale some relatively safe sleeping drugs to go into
a trance. Apparently, it makes you sense your own natural talent, mixed up
with something else."
"Really?...Hm, is that really true?"
"Ara, do you have a natural talent too, Evileye-san?"
At this, the hitherto chatty Evileye suddenly fell silent. It would seem someone
had brought up a topic she did not want to discuss.
However, his master was clueless enough to actually ask that question.
"Could you tell me what kind of talent it is?"
"There are very few people with such talents around me, so I’d like to know
what sort of ability you have, Evileye-san."
"Is that so. Well, since it’s gotten to this, I might as well tell you."
Evileye leaned her body forward, and Renner — her face a picture of excitement
— leaned forward as well.
Natural talents could sometimes serve as a trump card, and this was even
more so for adventurers. While he did not think Renner would go around blabbing
out that secret, Climb felt that this was something which should not be
shared lightly.
"Ugh, it’s fine. I’m such an idiot …In any case, I don’t intend to go around telling
others my talent, kid. Got it?"
"Is it really that dangerous?"
"Ah, yes. It’s my ace in the hole. If I use it …yes, it would be like if our leader’s
sword went berserk. It could easily annihilate an entire city."
There seemed to be a terrible weight in Evileye’s voice as she said this.

[V10]

Ainz sent a mental command to his staff, and flames billowed from it. That
said, "billowing flames" simply meant a layer of fire that surrounded the
staff. The flames did not constitute an attack in themselves. However, Ainz
sensed the Martial Lord’s attention shifting from himself to the staff.

[V10]

>Then, there was the second trial — the land of molten magma.
This sea of scorching heat shone with blinding radiance. It was an extremely
dangerous region where inhaling a single lungful of searing air could char
one’s lungs within the chest.
The reason why lava could flow uncounted kilometers beneath the earth was
most likely because this world was a magical one. There were naturally-formed
portals which were close to [Gates] in power, and they joined the magma flows
of this region to those of a distant region.
Amidst this searing ocean lurked the reason why this place was considered a
trial.
That would be the monster who swam lazily through the scorching sea.
It was a gigantic monster over 50 meters long, which resembled a fish. To be
precise, it resembled an anglerfish. However, it did not have a lure on its head,
but a tentacle which substituted for hands. It could seize a distant foe and
deposit it into the monster’s oversized jaws.
Its skin was sturdy and tough, and it grew scales like a normal fish, but their
toughness far surpassed that of even orichalcum.
Many monsters grew very powerful because they lived a long time. These individuals
were famed as superior specimens, and in many cases they would
be classified as a different kind of being from their parent race. This monster
had completed a specialized form of evolution, and it had become a unique
being, found nowhere else in the world.
And so, these were the three rulers of Mt. Rappaslea, as linked by the [Gate]—
The Phoinix Lord, who ruled the sky;

>The Ancient Flame Dragon, who ruled the earth;
And the La-Angler Lava Lord, who ruled the underground sea of magma.
If ranked by the adventurers’ difficulty estimates, the master of the molten
ocean would score around 140. In all likelihood, one would not survive combat
with it.

[V11]

>Dragons slowly gained the ability to use arcane magic during their maturation,
but those were little more than innate abilities. They could not be compared
to magic casters at all. However, there were some Dragons who had learned
to use actual magic.
For example, there was one of Olasird’arc’s own concubines, Kilystran=Denshushua.
There was also one of the Republic’s Councillors, the "Blue Sky Dragon Lord"
Suveria=Myronsilk, who had the powers of a druid and could use divine magic.
It was also said that in the far east, there were Dragons who had attained the
Paladin class and who could use magic from other systems.

[V11]

By the way, Tsa in addition to his Racial Levels he has acquired many special/
unique (very excellent) dragon exclusive classes. Wherein there is a connection
to Wild Magic. In addition other familiar dragons in their growth
stages are learning Job Classes instead of Racial Classes.

[V11AT]

>"Squire Baraja. Could it be some sort of abnormal climate change?"

>That question came from Gustavo, who had picked up on what was going on
before Remedios.
These abnormal climate changes referred to usually impossible phenomena
occurring in a large area. For instance, there might be a place where a large
scale ritual spell gone wrong filled an area with toxic rot-gases, or a place
where once a year, a desert might rage with sandstorms for a week, or perhaps
a place where multi-colored rain fell at certain times.
In other words, he was asking if this fog was one of those mysterious occurrences.
However, Neia had not gathered any information on such things. She
sensed that she would probably be scolded if she answered as much, but she
had no choice but to answer honestly.

[V12]

>Neia looked at her hands.
She did not like these hands.
It was not that she resented the hardening of her hands from her training. It
was simply distaste for her lack of talent.
She might have inherited her father’s keen senses, but sadly, she had not received
anything from her mother.
Neia’s mother had been a famous paladin in her time, and she had excellent
sword skills. However, as her daughter, Neia had no talent for the sword, no
matter how much she practiced. Strictly speaking, the bow techniques passed
down from her father meant that she could use bows skillfully even without
any training.
No, the fact was, Neia was fortunate just to inherit that half of her heritage.
However, the skills used by the paladins which Neia so admired could only be
used with melee weapons. For Neia, who wanted to become a paladin, being
talented with ranged weapons was a waste.

[V12]

>"This is a magic item that can decipher written languages. That said, it drains
a vast amount of mana. —Ms. Baraja, do you know of any humans who can
decipher these characters?"

>"With the ability to comprehend languages?"

>"Indeed. Or at least, someone who knows what these letters are. Also …any
humans who have a talent which lets them decipher languages."

>"My deepest apologies, I don’t know about …"

>Neia was simply a squire for the Paladin Order. She had not had the chance to
come into contact with news about people like those.
Granted, she had heard some rumors from her squire friends. For instance,

>"My friend has a talent that lets him know many degrees hot water is. Of
course, nobody knows the exact temperature," or "My relative’s a boat pilot
who can walk five steps on water, but more than that and he’ll sink," and
so on. Most of them were abilities which would make people sigh and fall
silent. There was no information about people who possessed abilities which
the Sorcerer King wanted to know about.

[V12]

>"Yes. They seemed to have done things like chopping arms off and then reattaching
them to other creatures, or cutting open the subjects’ abdomens and
exchanging the internal organs within. They started with blood relatives as a
control group, and they branched out to combinations of humans and other
lifeforms — not just demihumans, but animals too — and then they healed
them with magic to see what changes occurred."

>"What dreadful experiments! Especially that blood relatives and body swapping
stuff, how could any sane person think of such things?"

>"...All right. After conducting these experiments, it’s natural that they’d want
their test subjects to live. In particular, they want to keep them alive as long
as possible until they find out why they die."

[V12]

"I see …Someone with the ability to see through shapeshifting — or a similar
talent. My deepest apologies. I have not heard of anyone with these abilities.
Ah, no, I’ve heard legends about such things. I remember reading about them
in a book. However, if you asked me if there were any of them around now …"

>"For starters, shapeshifting is vastly different from illusions, but explaining
that will take a long time so I’ll skip it for now. However, looking down on illusions
is very dangerous, you know? Illusions are a fearsome type of spell that
become scarier the more skilled the caster is. Also, there are those illusionists
who aren’t satisfied with a surface understanding and choose to specialize
along that path."

>"So it’s when they specialize?"

>"Ahh, yes. For example, there are spells like [Perfect Illusion] which can
defy all five senses. And beyond that, there are those who have refined their
illusions to the utmost limit, who can use a certain skill once every few days
to deceive the world itself."

>An illusion that could deceive a world was beyond her capacity to imagine.

>"Ah, how exactly does that worldly illusion work?"

>"From what I know, it’s a spell that lets you rewrite any aspect of the world,
I think. Well, simply put, using an illusion like that could even bring the dead
back to life?"

"Eh!? You’re talking about an illusion, right?"

>"Oh yes. An illusion which tricks the world — the ultimate secret of illusions.
By deceiving the world itself, an illusion can be made real."

>All she could think was Wahhh Even if one said that the pinnacle of illusion
could do such a thing, it was so incredible that she did not quite understand
what he was saying.

>"So, does nobody manage the inborn talents of this country?"

>"No, I’ve never heard of it before. Does the Sorcerous Kingdom do such things?"

>"My country does not have that practice either. I plan to do so in the future,
but that will require considerable effort …it might end up being a matter of
ten or more years in the future."

[V12]

Neia leaned out to find her next target, and then she felt something tearing
through the air as it approached her, but all she saw was a burst of light.
Is this a magic attack from the enemy?
Neia froze for a moment. At the same time, she felt a thunk from her belly. It
felt like something had struck her lightly there.
Startled, she stumbled a step back and then she heard a clattering from her
feet. She looked closely and saw something that looked less like a lance than
a gigantic arrow – in other words, a ballista bolt.
Its tip looked like it had been hammered into a right angle by a hammer.
Neia hurriedly ducked back behind the wall. After that, she heard a scraping
sound as something huge struck the city walls.
Cold sweat ran down her back.
Neia unconsciously stroked the part of her where she had felt the impact.
She thought of how the Sorcerer King had thrown his sword earlier, and it had
been deflected by the field of light from Buser’s armor. That would explain
what had taken place just now.
It would seem she had been saved by Buser’s armor, which the Sorcerer King
had lent her. In other words, Neia’s life had been saved in the nick of time.
Is that some kind of protection from ranged attacks? My chest, shoulders and
belly are protected by the armor, but what about other places? Does that ability
have to be activated? No, more importantly, how many more times can I use it?
Or is it a one-shot kind of thing?

[V13]

#Hybrid Class theory from Parents Potential

She could not do it in the past, but right now, Neia could even split the arrow
she had just launched. Of course, she would damage the arrow if she did that,
so she did not.
The reason why she had ended up like this, why she could do something that
was previously impossible for her was because after that battle, she was not
just capable of archery, but of harnessing what they called divine power. However,
the strange thing was that it was slightly different from the abilities that
paladins were said to possess. This was because normally, paladins could only
channel their powers through melee weapons, while she could imbue ranged
weapons with her powers.
While she did not quite understand what that meant, the Sorcerer King had
seemed quite happy when he had heard about this. Still, even the Sorcerer
King had only said, "It’s hard to tell from just that, let me know if other abilities
awaken."

[V13]

>Still, as a pure warrior type, the Evil Lord of Wrath’s spells were not particularly
fearsome.

[V13]

>Basically 500 years ago, the world’s laws of magic were greatly warped.
Monsters were born able to acquire Tier magic. Yes, such a thing happened.

[Arcadia]

First of all„ the Goblins [summoned by Enri] are not existences of the
New World or Yggdrasil. It is an existence that applies the basis (Yggdrasil
data) to the idea (essence ) born as a seed from the New World’s Goblins.
There is no life expectancy, and is more like a semi-permanent vision that
does not grow. However, because it is summoned as a living thing mysteriously,
it is necessary for it to eat and sleep etc.
That’s why if it dies, the body can’t be recovered. The summon copies the
thoughts and memories of the summoner. All magical summons do this.
If not, during a battle where it is summoned to support a companion, it
will have to be individually ordered to "There is a pitfall there, that’s a
monster, that’s an ally, and attack that enemy." If that is not done, then
battles would become difficult. That’s why the memory was copied. Their
loyalty is unbiased and will not change. The reason is a kind of empathy
is born, like a copy of a memory. One’s right hand does not fight with their
brain, and since summons have that same exact empathy there is almost
no way to treat a summoned monster badly. There are exceptions though
like those into hurting themselves.

[Arcadia]
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