[Fluder came back. He said there was a slight error with that Great Ritual Magic; it didn't grant him true immortality, but it should let him live for several hundred more years. Why is this guy so fussy? Aren't a few centuries enough of a profit? I originally planned to laugh at his grave, but now it looks like he'll be the one laughing at mine.]
[Wait, why does Fluder only have a Mana Aura now? He used to have mana swirling all around him. No, I have to touch... I mean, I have to take a look. Dammit, the little old man actually refused! He said his "Arcane Vision" can see it just fine and he doesn't need my help. Tsk, what kind of garbage talent is Arcane Vision? Can it even compare to my Magic Affinity?]
[I can't beat you in the sky, but on the ground, aren't you just putty in my hands? Once I trick you into a room, let's see where you run! Want to teleport? Eat my [Dimensional Anchor]! Ehehe, you can't get away now, little old man...]
Reading these intense descriptions, Calca suddenly felt like she needed to wash her eyes out. She never expected her ancestor to be so... improper, launching a "dishonorable" sneak attack on a centenarian.
Through the biography, she roughly sketched out an image of the First Holy King: a Fifth-Tier Faith-based Magic Warrior with extreme talent, who particularly enjoyed wearing full plate armor and leading cavalry charges. She even suspected that her father, Caspond II's habit of leading from the front was a direct result of being led astray by this ancestral diary.
[Incredible. Is this a Forbidden Spell? The mana is locked tightly within Fluder's body. There's a layer on his skin like a coating that prevents mana leakage, acting like a lock on his very life force. No wonder he can live so long.]
[Although the fact that it's called a "Forbidden Spell" makes me a bit uneasy, I still asked Fluder for a copy to study. If it works, I can live for hundreds of years too. When we meet a hundred years from now and say "See you in another century," our legendary friendship will surely spread through all the neighboring kingdoms. Just thinking about it makes me excited!]
Calca smiled in agreement with her ancestor's sentiment, then flipped to the training methods for [Magic Affinity].
This was a complete system of knowledge. In the process of controlling mana, the First Holy King discovered that directing mana to various parts of the body could strengthen the physical constitution; if converted into Positive Energy, the effect was even better. He even learned to control the "Mana Aura" on the surface of his body for offense: a Positive Energy Aura could cause burns to the undead equivalent to [Light] or even [Light Heal]. Although it was just a variation of healing magic, for a melee priest, it was an incredibly powerful sustained passive aura.
It was with this very technique that the First Holy King defeated the Demon Gods. Unfortunately, he later became obsessed with researching the immortality magic Fluder gave him and didn't have the energy to experiment with the aura effects of other attributes.
Having read two-thirds of the diary, Calca realized the First Holy King probably held a grudge against Fluder specifically because he lost a fight due to his inability to fly. However... [Fly] was only a Third-Tier spell. Did the First Holy King ever manage to research it? If he never learned it, then her father Caspond II's recent effort to learn [Fly] made perfect sense—he was shoring up the ancestor's weakness.
Just as Calca was deep in thought, a familiar voice drifted from behind her.
"My little iris, how is that book treating you?"
"Father!" Calca spun around to see Caspond II, burly as a bear and draped in a wide cloak, standing behind her with a beaming smile.
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