Rona: Bu Dui! There's Danger! (3000 Words)

Over the next while, Isaac continued experimenting with various application techniques for Crushing Gravity Hell, testing the spell's performance from nearly every angle.

The result—

Isaac was extremely satisfied!

He had already settled one Privilege Magic. Next, it was time to learn its exclusive casting technique—Privilege.

Without that casting technique, Privilege Magic was garbage. Not only did it have a long wind-up, but its consumption was absurdly high.

Fortunately, this technique did not require him to research it himself like Privilege Magic. The Flesh Cult had it, and he had exchanged for it in advance before coming here.

So all he needed to do next was learn it slowly.

And learning...

Not to brag, but that was what Isaac was best at!

His learning ability had already been strong with the Golden Finger's assistance. Now that he also had Analysis—

It was like adding wings to a tiger. A mere casting technique was easy prey!

After ending the spell, Isaac caught his breath slightly and looked with satisfaction at the devastated training ground. After nodding, he turned and left. The Silver Knight bowed behind him in farewell, while Rona still stood there blankly like a stone statue.

Back in the study, Isaac found Privilege's casting technique on the bookshelf and directly activated Analysis.

Power required time. Waves of information flooded into Isaac's mind like a tide.

Isaac closed his eyes and carefully sensed it for a moment. Then he looked thoughtfully at the parchment scroll in his hand. So this was what Privilege was?

Judging from its effects, Privilege was ridiculously powerful!

Not only could it store casting attempts in advance, it could even overdraft them!

Isaac had not understood its principles before, since he had barely looked at it after exchanging for it.

That was because practicing Privilege, the casting technique, required Privilege Magic. In other words, without Privilege Magic, one simply could not learn this casting technique.

Casting techniques were different from spells. Understanding their principles alone was not enough; they required time and practice.

So although Isaac had been curious and had obtained Privilege's learning method, he had not wasted time on it before.

But now, he understood.

So this thing was related to an Outer God after all.

Of course, it was a former Outer God. Nowadays, this one had been cleansed by the casting technique called Privilege and had become an orthodox god—the God of Credit.

The essence of Privilege was actually bank deposits and loans. To learn this casting technique, one had to open an account with the God of Credit.

Originally, the hardest part of this technique had been opening the account, because the God of Credit was an Outer God and therefore dangerous.

Even among Mad Witches, few dared to directly contact an Outer God so frequently.

But later, something seemed to have happened that transformed the God of Credit from an Outer God into an orthodox god. Opening an account then became simple. All it took was a basic ritual to worship the god; one did not even need to grovel.

A model deity, truly!1

Of course, it was not actually a loss for him. Every time wizards used Privilege, he received a portion of concepts. Although each portion was small, the quantity was enormous. Little by little, it became quite a considerable income.

However, Isaac, who had used Analysis to examine Privilege, knew that his conversion had not happened solely because of that—

Privilege was an extremely special casting technique. The reason it could achieve such miraculous effects was entirely because it deeply borrowed the God of Credit's authority.

And the key lay in that depth!

Although the God of Credit could obtain large quantities of the concepts he needed through Privilege, the technique's deep Erosion of his authority also made him more vulnerable to attack!

Especially from Mad Witches!

Thus, under such circumstances, he could only avoid attacks from Mad Witches by becoming an orthodox god. And perhaps it was not just Mad Witches!

Because Privilege Magic was powerful and had enormous potential, if he did not know better, the ones taking action would not be limited to Mad Witches!

Those powerful Arcanists would certainly not hesitate to act either. If he did not want to remain respectable, then the wizards would help him become respectable!

After all, they only wanted the God of Credit's authority, not the god himself. At worst, they could replace him with an obedient one.

Of course, that was Isaac's personal speculation. However, the information Analysis gave him did indeed include a path to seize the God of Credit's authority through the casting technique Privilege. So—

Isaac actually found it rather regrettable that this fellow was an orthodox god. Although exchanging for this fellow's power did not require groveling like with other gods, it was still borrowed power rather than his own. He could not help feeling uneasy about it.

Unfortunately, whether it was the Truth Association, the Flesh Cult, Lake Town, or even the lawless Mad Wizard Society, all had clear rules: Mad Witches' claws could not reach toward orthodox gods.

So...

"Heh heh~ I'm more and more tempted to research techniques for corrupting gods..." Isaac stroked his chin, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curling upward into a chilling smile.

But in the end, he shook his head and abandoned that tempting idea.

Orthodox gods were not only protected by every major wizard organization, but they themselves were also extremely powerful.

And because they possessed massive faith, the power they could wield in this world far surpassed that of Outer Gods.

Moreover, if they wanted to deal with the current Isaac, they would not even need to act personally. Their churches alone would be enough to give him a serious headache.

That was also the most important reason why the God of Credit had decided to become an orthodox god. In this world, no matter who it was, the only thing one could truly trust was one's own powerful strength!

So now was not the time to study knowledge that was practically an absolute taboo.

Setting down the Magic Book that recorded Privilege, Isaac casually took out several Magic Books, walked over to his desk, and began reading through them slowly. He had already learned Privilege; now it was time to research new Privilege Magic.

As for practice—

There was no rush. Crushing Gravity Hell had just drained nearly seventy percent of his mana, so he needed to recover first. This was the perfect time to think about what direction his new Privilege Magic should take.

Although he had Analysis, it was only pseudo-omniscience, not true omniscience. If he wanted to use it to assist in developing new spells, he still had to first establish a rough framework himself. Only then could he analyze a large amount of information.

He could then use that information and data to fill in the framework of the Privilege Magic, eventually completing a true Privilege Magic.

The authority of Analysis could only save Isaac time. It removed the repetitive steps that would otherwise require experiment after experiment, allowing him to obtain the data he wanted directly.

So—

He would read slowly.

Of course, Isaac was not reading without purpose. He had a rough plan for the Privilege Magic he wanted to create. Simply put: attack, movement, defense, and immunity.

The first three were standard combat configurations. The last was for handling special circumstances, such as the Privilege Magic—Divine Adjudication—cast by that Religious Nation spellcaster before. Such special Privilege Magic could not be blocked through pure defense; one could only solve the problem by addressing its prerequisites.

Crushing Gravity Hell's effects were excellent and fully met his offensive needs, so movement should come next.

Isaac had never considered developing a Privilege Magic that could satisfy all four requirements at once. In his view, that was idiotic. Being able to do everything also meant being unable to do anything well.

Privilege Magic was only one part of the wizard's path. It had a limit, and its base values were fixed. Concentrating all of them in one area and spreading them evenly across four areas would produce entirely different results. Besides, with Privilege as its exclusive casting technique, he could cast all four spells in less than a second once proficient. There was no need to do something so stupid.

But what he wanted to research now was none of those latter three directions. Rather, it was a special Privilege Magic he had decided on at the last moment, based on the two authorities of Truth and Trial—Lona's Learning Time!

Truth and Trial were both very special authorities.

First was the former. The authority of Truth was actually quite counterintuitive. It did not represent truth itself, because absolute truth did not exist in this world. Whether in his previous life or this one, there was only relative truth.

That was, something was only correct within a certain scope.

Therefore, the authority of Truth was actually an auxiliary authority. While learning knowledge, it allowed its owner not only to rapidly absorb new knowledge, but also to possess keen insight into erroneous knowledge.

This authority was also ranked near the top of the list of authorities wizards desired most.

Of course, many knights wanted this authority as well, because the definition of knowledge was very broad. Knowledge existed in every aspect of life.

Then came the latter—Trial.

The authority of Trial was also extremely special. It gave its owner or user certain trials, and after passing them, one would receive corresponding rewards.

Of course, the prerequisite was that one had prepared the rewards in advance.

Even so, the authority of Trial was highly popular. Many major factions liked using it to cultivate newcomers.

Isaac believed that the Privilege Magic developed from these two authorities would definitely let Rona experience the joy of learning!

Of course, it did not matter if she could not feel that joy. As long as she participated in the corresponding trials, knowledge would enter her mind in a wondrous manner!

As a noble spellcaster, how could she be like those muscle-brained brutes, swinging blades and weapons around?

Simply barbaric!

At the thought of Rona "happily" swimming through the sea of knowledge, Isaac could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising. This feeling of training a junior...

Was truly delightful!

"Hiss~"

Meanwhile, at the training ground, Rona had just regained her senses and was preparing to continue sparring with the Silver Knight when she suddenly shivered. For some reason, a bad premonition rose in her heart. Bu Dui!

No, it was not for no reason!

Could Isaac really be researching magic that would force her to study?

Something like that... please, no!