[Nise no Densetsu!] Legend of the False Hero

Chapter 1.3 - Magic

"Achoo!" 

I turn back and notice it was Thelas. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was blowing out her nose into a tissue. She then incinerated it with fire. "I can't believe I have to stay in this wretched land for three days." 

Ah. Allergies. I guess people in this world have them too. 

"Hey Thelas?"
"Yeah?"

She backed away from me and covered her chest. 

"Are you going to order me to do something weird?!"
"NO!" 

How the heck do people treat each other here?!

"I was just wondering...what was that? That thing you used to burn that tissue?"
"Oh that? That was just fire magic."

Of course! I've seen magic plenty of times in manga. And Melty herself said that she practiced magic. It's still amazing to see it in person though. 

"Can anyone use it?" 
"Yes, but not everyone is proficient at it."

If everyone can use it, does that mean even I can as well? 

"I can check your magic affinity if you'd like." 

I look at Thelas with big wide eyes.
Whoops, she seems to have gotten a bad impression from me. 
Why is it that I have a hard time getting along with her?

After explaining once more that I have no interest in harming her, she composes herself and places her hand at my chest. 

"Hm..."
"What is it?" 

She curls her lip. That can't be good. 

"It seems that you are compatible with all the elements."
"Really? That's awesome!"
"But...never mind. It'll be easier to show you." 

Thelas opened her palm and aimed it at one of the dead trees. 

"≪Fire Bolt≫!"

With incomprehensible speed, an arrow of fire jumped out of her palm and snapped the tree in two. It went so fast, that the tree bursted into flames after it had already broken down. 

"That was a basic fire magic spell. Simply recreate the image in your head, and call the spell out." 

So all I have to do is imagine the spell in my head, and I can use it?
That is beyond being just overpowered. 

"Okay."

I opened my palm at another one of the trees. In order to use that spell, I must imagine an arrow of fire penetrating that tree at an unmatched speed. 

...

...

...

Got it!

"≪Fire Bolt≫!"

I could feel it! There was a massive amount of energy coming out of my palm, just waiting to burst out and snap that tree in half!

Poof.

"What?"

What came out of my hand was not a devastating arrow of fire, but instead was a tiny sphere of light that dropped to the floor. 

"Do you understand now? Anyone can use magic, but that doesn't mean they are proficient at it. While I was checking your spirit however, I did happen to find a type of magic that only you seem capable of using. You don't even need to imagine it." 

A type of magic only I can use? 

"Please tell me!"
"Alright. It doesn't seem to be Humarian however."
"Humarian?"
"The language we Humas are speaking now." 

Now that I think about it, we do understand each other even though we're from different worlds. Guess Humarian is the Celican equivalent of English.

Thelas whispers to me the name of the spell.
She's right; I don't seem to recognize it either.
Oh well, it seems easy enough to repeat. 

"≪Tempus Vernum≫!"

Ah. 

A bed of clouds formed above the area, followed by the familiar booms of torment in my world. 

Yes, I remember this feeling well. 

Rain. 

...

Thelas used wind magic to dry our clothes that day. 

A/N : Sorry if it gets weird reading this. I'm experiencing with what style of writing I want to use, so it's been a mix and match lately. 

Thank you for reading!