It Really Smells Good

Chapter 29: Truly... Truly... Truly Delicious

Lein really wanted to tell Downs that if he was going to create illusion magic, he should first imagine all the details of the object in his mind, understand its structure, clarify its material, and even restore its history. At worst, he could add a classic trope called "de-lacing" at the end to realistically craft an illusion.

Lein decided to keep quiet.

If Lein's illusion magic was aimed at creating the most perfect forgery, then Downs's method of stripping "mass" from real objects was undoubtedly a step above.

In fact, when Lein checked the system carefully, he found that behind Downs's [High Illusion Technique] was a phantom note: [Once Downs has mastered this magic, it can be upgraded to (Real Illusion Technique)!]

Now that was more like it.

It's just... as his Master, I feel no sense of accomplishment!

This disciple wasn't strictly bad in any way, it was just that being his Master made his blood pressure do the cha-cha, spiking up and down.

Downs's outrageous methods were akin to looking at a four-panel comic. The other party states a price in their dialogue box, and then you take the item from their dialogue box to pay.

This kind of extraordinary maneuver that easily broke through dimensional walls made Lein habitually question his own existence, forcing him to repeatedly reassure himself: Damn it, this is a magical world.

Of course, each time, the transmigator would still angrily flip the table of his mind.

Seeing his Master standing with his hands behind his back, facing 45 degrees west towards the sky, with a slightly desolate silhouette, Downs panicked again and again: "Master, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Did I misunderstand the magic?"

Lein didn't answer directly. He pointed his right index finger at a swaying branch not far away: "What is that?"

"A branch?" Downs replied uncertainly.

"And after it's been burned?"

"Charcoal?"

"And what's making it sway?"

"The wind?"

"What if I said it wasn't the wind moving, but your heart moving?"

Downs suddenly fell silent. He suddenly remembered what he had just done.

Right! He just had to feel like it, and he stripped "mass" from the iron sword.

And he succeeded.

Downs began to understand what his Master meant: "Master, are you saying that the same thing can have different properties and produce different changes?"

Lein didn't answer directly, just shook his head gently: "I said, I only teach [knowledge]. As for what you comprehend, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me. With the same theory, it's not surprising to comprehend a thousand kinds of magic."

At this moment, Lein's aura as a seasoned expert was at its peak. Downs suddenly felt a sense of solemn respect.

The good disciple immediately bowed deeply to Lein.

"That's right, Master, actually, the focusing of convex lenses you taught me yesterday, and what you called a [telescope], I've been pondering something about it."

"Oh? Really?" Lein tilted his head slightly.

As a transmigator, it was normal to want to create a telescope or something. It was just that Lein had fumbled it himself, and the craftsmanship was a bit lacking. Those two hazy lenses clearly couldn't meet the requirements of a telescope.

At this moment, Downs raised his hand, and two masses of air condensed before his eyes, forming the lenses that Lein had taught him.

Unlike glass lenses, these 'lenses' condensed from wind elements seemed to have higher purity and were clearer!

Before Lein could even comment, this magic, which had taken Downs half a minute, seemed to be completed.

The system prompt arrived as punctually as ever: [Congratulations to the host, your disciple Downs*Quijote has successfully cast Level 3 magic (Eagle Eye Technique), casting time 30 seconds, viewing distance 500 meters...]

If that were all, Downs wouldn't have shown his monstrous side. What followed was a performance that made Lein's jaw drop.

"Master, I was thinking, can this be used with [Electromagnetic Gun]? So I..." Downs acted as he thought. He placed the two wind-element 'lenses' not far in front of his left eye and took out a silver coin with his right hand.

The next second, amidst the hum of Lightning, the silver coin shot out over two hundred meters. It accurately hit a tree branch, shattering the twigs, scattering leaves, and finally embedding itself deeply into the mountain wall behind the tree, leaving behind not only a fist-sized deep crater but also a dense, spiderweb-like cracking on the mountain wall...

The Electromagnetic Gun was already outrageous enough, and now it could be equipped with an 8x scope!?

The system chimed in again:

[Congratulations to the host's disciple Downs for comprehending Super Magic Specialty (Magic Amplification), he can cast spells at a greater distance. Effect: This super magic specialty can double the distance of close, mid, and long-range spells. This super magic specialty can be shared with the Master...]

[Due to Downs successfully casting 3 Level 3 spells, his professional level has been upgraded to Level 6, becoming a formal High-Level Mage!]

The good (shocking) fortune came too suddenly.

The Master, no matter how hard he thought, couldn't figure out why this disciple was so monstrous.

"I want to be alone."

"Who is Alone?"

"..."

Damn it!

If the disciple can level up so easily, will I, as the Master, have anything left to teach in the future?

Don't I, the Master, have any dignity?

[Congratulations to the host, as this is the first time the host has successfully taught a high-level professional, this system has begun to upgrade...]

Cough!

So... so... so good!

Freed once again from that senior expert's aura, Lein's voice had already become light and breezy: "Silly boy, don't you feel any changes in yourself?"

"It seems... my body's lighter. Hmm, my perception range has increased, and... my magic has risen!?" Downs looked at his own hands with a bit of disbelief.

They weren't just hands calloused from sword practice anymore; he could see flowing wind elements at his fingertips, as well as other elements not far away.

The entire world seemed to have changed in his vision.

Every breath, every movement he made seemed to influence the surrounding elemental fluctuations.

"Ah! Master, I'm..."

Lein walked over slowly, a smile on his lips, and gently patted his disciple's shoulder: "Don't get too excited! And don't abuse your power... High-level MageDownsQuijote sir!"

With that, Lein brushed past Downs with a flourish.

After a brief shock and awe, he suddenly looked back, gazing at his Master's tall and mysterious back, at the hem of his robes fluttering in the wind, and as Master's encouraging chuckle seemed to echo in his ears, Downs suddenly realized—he had finally become a part of Master's mysterious legend.

Without chasing after him, Downs knelt on the spot, bowed deeply, and said loudly to Master's retreating figure: "Thank you for your guidance, Master! Although I'm not yet qualified to be your disciple, Master, one day, I will definitely make you proud of me!"