Mage Is the True Way

Rather than trying to dispel the cold invading his body, Bell guided it deeper inside, bringing it into full contact with the Magic Power within him.

Frostmourne had been forged from start to finish by Bell over nearly ten days using the Spirit Refinement Technique. Every inch of the Magic Sword's blade was steeped in Bell's Magic Power.

Thus, once the Magic Power within the Ice Soul Stone was drawn out by the magic circle, it was inevitably tainted by Bell's Magic Power as it flowed through the blade.

Now that Frostmourne's Magic Power had entered Bell's body and come into contact with his own, those familiar fluctuations successfully calmed it down. It had not exactly turned into a docile kitten, but at least it would no longer claw at him the moment they met.

Frostmourne's Magic Power made a circuit through Bell's body, leaving behind a few "stragglers" to merge with his own Magic Power. While strengthening the Magic Power within Bell, it also imperceptibly reinforced his body.

As Magic Power circulated continuously, the chill radiating from the Magic Sword became increasingly tame. Finally, once the flow of Magic Power formed a stable cycle, the cold vanished completely. Not only did Bell no longer feel cold, Frostmourne also stopped emitting chill outward.

Only then could Bell be said to have completely mastered this Magic Sword, fulfilling a dream he had held for years.

"Ha ha~ Ahahahaha~!"

Once again, Bell could not help throwing back his head and laughing, venting the joy in his heart.

"Bell, how... how did you turn your 'Wand' into something like this?"

Only after sensing the cold recede did Hermione hesitantly approach Bell. When she saw the two-handed longsword in his hand, several black lines appeared on her forehead.

She knew Bell had intended to