"What would I need a maid for?"
Isaac gave his eldest sister a puzzled look, then said, "This book is pretty interesting. The Spells and techniques used to corrupt princesses in it have a lot of practical combat value. Like this one."
As he spoke, Isaac flipped back a few pages and pointed at the contents. "There's a technique here that makes a person's body extremely sensitive. Even a slight brush against their clothes can make them aroused. If you hit an opponent with something like this during a fight, they'll lose their strength immediately!"
"..." Watching Isaac speak with growing enthusiasm while maintaining such a serious expression, Sheryl fell silent for a moment. Could it be that she was actually the improper one?
"These Spells are all made up. Someone in the Association studied them long ago and rejected them. I think I have the relevant paper in my library. Didn't you see it?"
"Oh, I read that paper. Its arguments were very clear. From the perspective of Spell theory, it really can't be done, or rather, it can't be used in actual combat. But its argument was only based on Spell theory. Don't forget, I'm a Legendary Wizard. A fabricated technique might not be impossible for us to realize."
After saying that, Isaac smiled confidently.
Sheryl froze slightly, then immediately understood. Right. Legendary Wizards specialized in exactly this. Just because Spell theory couldn't achieve something didn't mean legends couldn't.
Take Isaac's Pumpkin Carriage, for instance. From the standpoint of Spell theory, it was possible—even possible to make it better—but there was one prerequisite: only a Grand Wizard could cast it. This involved the fundamental nature of casting and couldn't be overcome with technique.
Yet Isaac had solved that problem with ease. By possessing the legend of Transformation Magic,