Magi’s Grandson

Growing up a little

I was currently watching the birds hiding inside a slightly remote and lush forest.

At the moment, the birds were pecking at their food, when they suddenly stopped and tried to fly away. However, on my palm of my hand, I produced a magic called Vacuum Wave and shot it towards the birds.

When the birds tried to fly away, the vacuum wave attacked one, cutting its neck, and it fell defenselessly.

Alrighty!

I approached the bird I killed, dug a hole using magic, and held onto the foot of the bird, letting its blood drip from its neck into the hole.

If one kills an animal and does not drain it of its blood, the flesh of the animal will become b.l.o.o.d.y. And when it becomes b.l.o.o.d.y, its scent will attract other animals.

Even when the birds had gathered together, it was not a problem for me, since I had the ability to probably kill them all. However, I did not want to engage myself in unnecessary killing.

I stored the bird that had been drained out of blood inside a spatial created by magic. Since the amount was sufficient, I headed home.

Somehow, I have turned five years old.

The grandpa who helped me had given me the name s.h.i.+n. And because he raised me as his own grandson, with grandpas family name being Walford, I thus became s.h.i.+n Walford.

The name of the grandpa is Merlin Walford.

Grandpa has a considerably vast knowledge when it comes to magic, and he taught me kindly.

Grandpa has a young vibe to him, and even though he has already retired deep in the forest, people would still occasionally visit him.

Furthermore, they were different kinds of people such as an uncle who dresses considerably well, a witch-like old woman, and a Knight-like person with various amount of amazing looking equipment.

I wonder what kind of person grandpa was

However, that was the past. Now, he looks like an ordinary old man you can find anywhere.

I had a lot of fun being taught magic by grandpa. Most of the time, he compliments me on the way I use magic. He also praises me for the amount of food I am able to procure by hunting inside the forest.

It was really fun to hunt in the forest using magic. Well, my real intention is to have fun anyway.

Speaking of being taught how to use magic The way to use magic in this world is not by chanting long incantations, saying the name of the spell, or the like.

Magic is imagination.

The phenomenon known as magic is the casters imagination and their ability to materialize it.

But since it is difficult to imagine using magic when one first started learning magic, they would have some kind of visual in front of them to make it easier to imagine.

So it seems everybody pretty much cast the similar magic.

The reason for this is because of imagination.

Although the majority cast the similar magic, there are also those who differ.

For example, me; an original resident of modern day j.a.pan, overflowing with creativity who was then transported into this world. Since incantation wasnt needed, it was easy enough to reproduce things you would usually only see in animes and mangas.

Next, I was taught how to control my magical powers.

Even if a persons imagination is stable, if something goes wrong and the magic is not properly invoked, it could turn into chaos.

Magic control is needed to conjure magic. Magic is present anywhere and everywhere in this world, but theres no one who can control all kinds of magic perfectly.

Because this is a world where magic exists, people here will unconsciously use magic at a level where their body will act on reflex. Truthfully, it was at a point where if one cannot use magic, it will hinder the activities of their daily lifestyle. For example, to produce drinking water, one would have to generate a small flame.

But without reasonable magic control, it would not possible for anyone to produce the Vacuum Wave I used a while ago.

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Other than not being able to imagine it, they also would not have enough magic power to imitate it.

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