143 Chapter 143 - Germination
“Is there any practical use with a magic like this?”
The dark elf skimmed over the contents on Mage Forum. She does not understand the meaning of ‘forum.’ As such, to her, it simply seemed like a series of words had appeared before her eyes.
But, leaving behind words in one’s field of vision was something that could be easily accomplished with illusion magic.
‘This is its use.’
Joshua didn’t say those words out loud. Instead, a message appeared on the Mage Forum. The person who sent that message was ‘Nightwatcher.’
Even without needing Joshua to explain things for her, the dark elf was able to tell that it was Joshua who sent that message… Ever since coming in contact with Joshua, she has felt ‘astonished’ countless times.
“This magic… is able to send messages back and forth?”
The dark elf knew of magics that could transmit messages back and forth. The most well-known among that kind of magic would be the Holy Light system’s ‘Transmission Imprint.’ That was the magic most used by the Ecclesiastical Templars.
Hearing Joshua’s explanation, the dark elf felt like shivering even though it wasn’t cold. It was not because she was afraid. Instead, it was because of shock.
She was not someone with a backward way of thinking. She soon realized what that forum represented. It would be an intrinsically ‘equal’ world.
There would be no differences between race or status. Everyone could communicate as equals in this whole new world.
And, the only god in that world…
The dark elf turned to look at Joshua. Her eyes were silver-white. She was looking at Joshua with an expression like he was some sort of dangerous giant dragon.
It was like a sneeze from him would spit out a fireball that could burn her, bone included, to crisp.
“Lord Joshua, is it possible for me to bring this magic back to the demon realm?”
After the dark elf realized what sort of thing the ‘Mage Forum’ really was, her attitude toward Joshua had changed somewhat.
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“We are currently on a local area network. Once we cross the street, our communication will stop. As for trying to cross an entire realm, that’s simply impossible.”
………
After all the performers from the Black Swan Theatrical Troupe bowed to the audience on the premiere show, Joshua decided to add a final musical performance.
The person conducting the musical performance wasn’t anyone from the Black Swan Theatrical Troupe. Instead, it was the frost elf Tylene.
Naturally, the musical performance was held for the sake of gathering ‘nourishment’ for Tylene’s World Tree.
Originally, the audiences were prepared to leave after all the cast for ‘Léon: The Demon’ exited the stage.
Generally, nobles would arrange their balls late at night. On top of that, ‘Léon: The Demon’ was over two hours long. Thus, it was approaching midnight now.
It was not a good time for Tylene to get on the stage. After their intense emotion shifts, the audiences were already getting sleepy.
But, taking Madam Schroder into consideration, they had no choice but to raise their concentration and finish listening to the musical performance.
The dark elf skimmed over the contents on Mage Forum. She does not understand the meaning of ‘forum.’ As such, to her, it simply seemed like a series of words had appeared before her eyes.
But, leaving behind words in one’s field of vision was something that could be easily accomplished with illusion magic.
‘This is its use.’
Joshua didn’t say those words out loud. Instead, a message appeared on the Mage Forum. The person who sent that message was ‘Nightwatcher.’
Even without needing Joshua to explain things for her, the dark elf was able to tell that it was Joshua who sent that message… Ever since coming in contact with Joshua, she has felt ‘astonished’ countless times.
“This magic… is able to send messages back and forth?”
The dark elf knew of magics that could transmit messages back and forth. The most well-known among that kind of magic would be the Holy Light system’s ‘Transmission Imprint.’ That was the magic most used by the Ecclesiastical Templars.
Hearing Joshua’s explanation, the dark elf felt like shivering even though it wasn’t cold. It was not because she was afraid. Instead, it was because of shock.
She was not someone with a backward way of thinking. She soon realized what that forum represented. It would be an intrinsically ‘equal’ world.
There would be no differences between race or status. Everyone could communicate as equals in this whole new world.
And, the only god in that world…
The dark elf turned to look at Joshua. Her eyes were silver-white. She was looking at Joshua with an expression like he was some sort of dangerous giant dragon.
It was like a sneeze from him would spit out a fireball that could burn her, bone included, to crisp.
“Lord Joshua, is it possible for me to bring this magic back to the demon realm?”
After the dark elf realized what sort of thing the ‘Mage Forum’ really was, her attitude toward Joshua had changed somewhat.
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“We are currently on a local area network. Once we cross the street, our communication will stop. As for trying to cross an entire realm, that’s simply impossible.”
………
After all the performers from the Black Swan Theatrical Troupe bowed to the audience on the premiere show, Joshua decided to add a final musical performance.
The person conducting the musical performance wasn’t anyone from the Black Swan Theatrical Troupe. Instead, it was the frost elf Tylene.
Naturally, the musical performance was held for the sake of gathering ‘nourishment’ for Tylene’s World Tree.
Originally, the audiences were prepared to leave after all the cast for ‘Léon: The Demon’ exited the stage.
Generally, nobles would arrange their balls late at night. On top of that, ‘Léon: The Demon’ was over two hours long. Thus, it was approaching midnight now.
It was not a good time for Tylene to get on the stage. After their intense emotion shifts, the audiences were already getting sleepy.
But, taking Madam Schroder into consideration, they had no choice but to raise their concentration and finish listening to the musical performance.