Tenkomori: The Homecoming Club Conquers Another World

Chapter 115.2

When I arrived home, no one was there today.

I changed into my usual clothes and immediately headed to the alchemy room.

Then I opened the package on the table and arranged the magic book and scrolls.

Even if it’s impossible now, last year I could have afforded to get a magic book.

The reason I didn’t take the plunge was that I could learn beginner spells on my own, and anything above intermediate was too expensive.

I gazed at the magic book adorned with gold decorations.

When my mind was clouded by Sopric’s poison, I was saved by [Concentration Up].

Considering the effect of the magic, it might be useful even for me now.

I shifted my gaze to the scroll next to it.

The celestial crystal Denetrisie-Calites indicated that I had a talent for holy magic, but if I couldn’t learn it to this extent, then I had no talent for holy magic.

However, it was unclear whether I simply lacked the talent or if my body couldn’t activate holy magic.

This scroll should clarify that.

“The pure healing power of my potion surpasses that. I’m sorry, Lauri, but I’ll have to experiment.”

I cut my fingertip with a knife.

Then I activated [Light Healing] towards the wound.

The symbols and incomprehensible characters drawn on the parchment disappeared, and the wound on my fingertip vanished.

I wiped the remaining blood off my finger and examined the wound.

“It’s completely gone. It’s the same as when I received Ambell’s magic.”

It varies depending on the item, but this scroll depends on the creator’s ability.

I commanded the activation, but the activation itself was by the creator.

In any case, this confirms it.

I have no aptitude for holy magic, or if I do, it’s very low.

Whether it’s a miscalculation or not, learning it on my own is probably impossible.

The next investigation is after I get the magic book.

Once I return to Riedwald, my finances will stabilize. Until then, it’s on hold.

“Well, let’s get to the main event.”

I placed a blank parchment aside, pulled the magic book closer, and unfastened its clasp.

It was densely filled with the same type of text, abstract symbols, numbers, and mysterious patterns as the scroll.

It didn’t even form words, let alone a language. [Language Proficiency] was useless.

After taking a few deep breaths, I focused my gaze on the magic book.

As I turned the pages with the intention of learning, the strings of text blurred for a moment.

Immediately after, information flowed into my brain.

It was similar to being recognized by a magic tool or [Alchemy], but more distinct, like reliving someone else’s memories.

My eyes naturally followed the letters and symbols, but their shapes didn’t register.

The information that flowed in was disorderly and constructed in my brain.

When the final piece fell into place, the flow of information stopped abruptly.

I confirmed [Concentration Up] was added to my status and looked back.

The magic book had become entirely blank.

“Indeed, this is cheating.”

I nodded to myself, recalling lectures from my childhood.

I felt like the magic information was embedded in my memory, with no sense of accomplishment from learning it.

In any case, the acquisition is complete.

According to the magic’s description, the duration depends on the rank of [Transmutation Magic], but how long would that be?

I turned over the hourglass and tried to activate it.

Well… this is interesting.

It’s like a narrow focus or a narrowing of the field of vision.

I looked around the room: the cracks in the wall, the stains on the table, the floating dust.

Whatever I focused on, the surrounding noise vanished in an instant.

I don’t remember much from being dazed in Keril Village, but with this effect, I could leave a message.

However, using it in combat seems risky.

Focusing too much on the target might neglect everything else.

Virgil said it was invaluable in chaotic battles, but that’s for the rear guard. It’s unsuitable for the front lines, especially for solo.

Suddenly, [Concentration Up] ended.

It seems the duration had passed.

The hourglass showed two to three minutes—my sense of time matched that.

I tested stacking and adding magic power afterward, but the duration didn’t extend, and adding magic power wasn’t possible.

Like other ability-enhancing spells, it seems it doesn’t have much flexibility.

“Three minutes of activation is enough. Now, about the effect. What kind of impact will it have?”

I placed a lightweight two-handed sword on the table and activated [Concentration Up] and [Operate Energy], examining the lightweight two-handed sword.

Before, I could sense the roughness on the surface, but now—

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The sensation is the same, but my understanding is much more precise.

The manipulation of the magic tendrils was far more accurate and detailed.

Such a difference in concentration could make this much of a difference.

I could grasp the myriad of roughness in width, length, and depth as if holding it.

Then, while examining, I discovered an unusually deep groove.

On a whim, I made the tendril as thin as a needle and inserted it.

The groove was quite deep, reaching near the center of the two-handed sword.

Does it go to the other side?

The moment I thought that, the tendril slipped suddenly.

With an unpleasant sensation, I hurriedly stopped the magic.

It seemed to have moved in a direction it shouldn’t have.

I nervously activated [Appraisal], placing a hand on my forehead.

Next to the name was “Damage.”

“No way… can it break this easily?”

Even if I deny it, reality wouldn’t change.

Fortunately, it wasn’t completely broken, only the [Lightweight] ability became unstable.

In any case, having a magic tool break so easily is intolerable.

Testing various lower-quality magic tools revealed that the worse the quality, the more likely the same thing would happen.

However, the probability was quite low, and only by thoroughly examining it could I discover a crucial spot in some magic tools.

The lightweight two-handed sword that broke easily was just unlucky.

I placed the damaged lightweight two-handed sword on the table and clapped my hands.

“Let’s pretend this never happened!”

I declared to no one in particular, storing the two-handed sword, and the blank magic book and scroll, on the shelf.

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