First Taste of Magic

The battle over dinner ended with Qian Guang saying, "I wanted to make Grandpa dinner."

Today's winner—Qian Guang.

"Ah, I'm stuffed. This is the life. That dried beef was delicious."

After dinner, Qian Guang and the old man both slumped back in their chairs. Sure enough, when both one's mouth and stomach were satisfied, no human could overcome that laziness.

At the same time, he could not escape the fate of doing the dishes. Apologizing to himself for his laziness, Qian Guang headed into the kitchen and promised that he absolutely would not wash dishes next time.

Today's loser—Qian Guang.

When he came out of the kitchen, the old man was no longer in his chair. Who knew where he had run off to?

"Old man, where did you go?"

Qian Guang followed the stairs to the second floor.

"I'm here, I'm here. Stop shouting. How many times have I told you to call me Grandpa?"

The old man's voice came from one of the rooms upstairs.

Qian Guang followed the sound over.

"You came at just the right time. Look! I've already made your bed. Surprised? Happy?"

"Well, there wasn't enough time. Tomorrow, I'll have a carpenter make you a set of tables and chairs..."

Before the old man could finish, Qian Guang rushed over and hugged his grandfather.

"You brat."

Study.

"Qian Guang, when I examined you earlier, I found that you already have magic power in your body. Your strong physique is probably because of it as well."

"And it's growing very quickly. When I helped settle your energy while you were eating just now, I examined your body again and found that it had nearly doubled. Maybe it's because you didn't have much magic power to begin with, but even so, it's astonishing."

The old man searched through the bookshelf, his back turned to Qian Guang as he spoke of his findings.

"So if it keeps growing like this, you might possess the magic power of a Ten Wizard Saint in less than ten years."

The Ten Wizard Saints were the ten greatest wizards on the continent, awarded the title by the Magic Council. They were also known as the Ten Wizard Saints. Their strength far surpassed that of ordinary guild S-Class wizards, and Makarov was one of them.

It was precisely because of Makarov's presence that Fairy Tail had once been judged the strongest wizard guild. Later, as the kidnapped children grew up, it gradually became the number one guild.

Thinking that he could become someone on the level of a Ten Wizard Saint in less than ten years, Qian Guang could not help feeling excited.

Looks like those Hashirama Cells had definitely arrived. I wonder where the Sharingan is?

But then he thought about the Ten Wizard Saints. Makarov had been instantly defeated in a sneak attack by Phantom Lord. Jose was even weaker than Makarov. Jura had been instantly defeated in a sneak attack by the Twin Dragons. The first four had been instantly defeated by dragons, so their actual strength was impossible to judge.

Looking at it that way, Zeref was the real standard among the Ten Wizard Saints. Though he had been instantly defeated by the strengthened Natsu, Natsu had cheats, so that was normal.

Damn it, weren't the Ten Wizard Saints just a power-scaling unit?

Thinking about it that way, he was suddenly not so happy anymore. Instead, he wanted to work even harder to increase his magic power.

"Ah, found them!"

Qian Guang, still lost in thought, was pulled back by the old man's voice. He saw his grandfather take several books and hand them to him.

"This is a manual for cultivating magic power, this is a map of the continent, and this is my record of what I saw in different places across the continent... Haha, your grandfather was quite impressive when he was young too."

With so many things suddenly in his hands, Qian Guang's view was nearly blocked. He set the books down on a nearby table.

"Grandpa, what kind of magic was that magic you used on me a few days ago?"

Qian Guang had wanted to ask this for a long time. But on the road, the old man had been busy gathering herbs and explaining herbal knowledge to him, so he had forgotten about it.

"Ah, that's my specialty—Healing Magic. It can not only treat injuries, but also remove toxins, regulate the body, inspect the magic power in someone's body, and if you use it on yourself when you're fine, it can even prolong your life."

The moment this was brought up, the old man became proud. Thinking about it, there did not seem to be many healing wizards in the world of Fairy Tail. Wendy barely counted as one, Porlyusica was one, and that seemed to be it.

This time, the old man truly had something to be proud of!

"What? Want to learn it?"

"Mm-hmm!"

"Hahahahaha! Then you'd better be serious. When I was learning this magic, it took me a long time. I only mastered it when I was almost ready to give up."

"Come, I'll first teach you how to sense the magic power in your body."

As he spoke, green light lit up in the old man's hand again. This time, he pressed it against Qian Guang's stomach.

Qian Guang felt a warm current flowing through his abdomen, moving toward acupuncture points such as Guanyuan, Qihai, Shenque, and Mingmen, then flowing toward the Tanzhong point in his chest.

Slowly, Qian Guang sensed a different kind of energy.

So this was magic power. Compared to Grandpa's, it was much smaller, but it was full of vitality.

After the old man's magic power wandered through Qian Guang's body once, he removed his palm.

"Rest for a while and feel it out. I'll do it a few more times later. Tomorrow, I'll guide it through you a few more times. Maybe then you'll be able to sense it."

Just as he finished speaking, the old man sensed an unusual fluctuation of magic power. He stared ahead with a face full of shock.

What kind of little monster was this? Some monsters could sense magic power on their own, but even with someone guiding them, they might not do it this easily.

And his magic power felt full of vitality. He hadn't even learned Healing Magic yet. Was he naturally suited for it? Was I really this lucky? As expected of me!

Looking at the little monster before him, the old man's thoughts drifted away again.

Qian Guang said excitedly, clenching his fists.

"Mm, very good. You have the same bearing I had in my youth."

The old man said this while forcing himself to remain calm.

I can't ruin my lofty image! The old man thought, determined to establish a powerful and imposing image for his grandson.

"Then Grandpa, keep teaching me Healing Magic."

"Alright, Grandpa will teach you."

He once again explained the key points of Healing Magic and shared his own experience.

Qian Guang listened with a serious expression, occasionally stirring his own magic power to try it out. It went very smoothly, as though there were no obstacles at all.

As the old man spoke, he saw the magic in Qian Guang's hand and his jaw practically dropped.

"Y-you, I... this..."

The old man was already speechless.

"Grandpa, it feels pretty simple. Did I practice it wrong?"

Seeing the old man's expression, Qian Guang's heart skipped a beat. He feared that he had done something wrong.

"No. It's correct. Very correct, very good magic power."

By then, the old man had recovered. He picked up a small knife from the desk and sliced open his palm, blood immediately dripping down.

"Grandpa! What are you doing?!"

Qian Guang, who had still been wondering why the old man had picked up a knife, rushed over the instant he saw this. He tore his own clothes, preparing to bandage him.

Seeing those swift, practiced movements, the old man certainly felt gratified. But more than that, he was certain that his grandson was wasteful.

I have Healing Magic, and you're holding your clothes, ready to bandage me? You really don't think much of your grandfather.

"Don't move. Put your clothes down. Don't tear your clothes next time. It's wasteful."

"Quick, try out your Healing Magic."

Still thinking like a medical student, Qian Guang finally realized that this was no longer his original world. This was a world with endlessly wondrous magic.

He let go of his clothes, placed his hand over the old man's wound, and used the Healing Magic he had just mastered to treat it.

After one minute, the wound began to slowly close. Three more minutes passed, and the wound completely disappeared.

Three minutes, huh? This magic power's nature really did help with Healing Magic, but there was still too little of it. If it had taken any longer, I might have healed it already.

"It's healed! Grandpa, don't do that again. You scared me to death. Even if you know Healing Magic, it still hurts."

"Eh, didn't I tell you? If you use Healing Magic well, you can block out pain too. Otherwise, why would I be stupid enough to cut myself? It's not like I'm you, eating poisonous fish on my own."

Seeing his grandson doing so well, the old man instantly returned to his usual childish self.

Hearing that, Qian Guang looked at the old man, then at the knife beside him, and picked it up.

"Well then, Grandpa, I think my Healing Magic still isn't skilled enough. How about you do it a few more times? You're not afraid of pain anyway."

With a red gleam in his eyes, Qian Guang advanced step by step.

The old man backed away several steps, gradually retreating into a corner.

"No!!! I'll never say it again!!"

"You damn old man!!! Die!!!"