"A maid? What would I want one of those for?"
Isaac gave Eldest Sister a puzzled look, then said, "This book is pretty interesting. The magic spells and techniques in it for corrupting princesses are all quite practical in actual combat. Like this one."
As he spoke, Isaac flipped back a few pages and pointed at the contents. "It describes a spell here. Its effect is to make a person's body extremely sensitive—just lightly brushing against their clothes would make them aroused. If you cast something like this on an opponent during a fight, they'd go limp immediately!"
"..." Watching Isaac get increasingly animated as he spoke with utter seriousness, Cheryl fell silent for a moment. Could it be that she was actually the improper one here?
"Those spells are all made up. Someone in the Association researched them long ago, and they were rejected. I remember having the relevant paper in my library. Didn't you see it?"
"Oh, I read that paper. Its arguments were very clear. From the standpoint of magical principles, it really can't be done—or rather, it can't be used in actual combat. But its argument only examined the matter from the perspective of magical principles. Don't forget, I'm a Legendary Wizard. A fabricated spell may not necessarily be impossible for us to realize."
With that, Isaac smiled confidently.
Cheryl froze briefly, then immediately understood. Right—this was precisely what Legendary Wizards excelled at. Just because magical principles could not accomplish something did not mean that [Legend] could not.
Take Isaac's Pumpkin Carriage, for instance. From the perspective of magical principles, it was achievable—and could even be done better—but only under one condition: only an Archmage could cast it. This involved the very essence of spellcasting, a barrier that technique alone could not overcome.
Yet Isaac had