Princess A Xia felt as if a strong foehn wind was blowing in front of her.
It was as if he wanted to burn all of her flesh and scrape it off her bones.
She thought that she was going to die and fall into a terrifying purgatory.
Unexpectedly, the pain of death didn't come for a long time. Instead, Theresa's bell-like laughter came from behind her. "Sister A Xia, that's enough. Don't fight with the air anymore!"
"Huh?"
Princess A Xia opened her eyes suspiciously and saw that not far away, the huge head of the Demonic Halberd Pig had been completely burned into a pale white skull by the magic flames.
Princess A Xia was startled and couldn't believe her eyes. She turned her head to look at the smug Theresa and stammered, "I, I, you, you —"
"What do you mean by 'I, I, you, you'? You're not frightened, are you?"
Theresa stepped forward and gently but forcefully grasped Princess A Xia's hand. She gently took the saber from her hand and massaged her shoulders to loosen her tight muscles.
"You did well, Sister A Xia."
Theresa mischievously blew air into Princess A Xia's ear to distract her from her nervousness. "We defeated the Demonic Halberd Pig together!"
"It, it's really dead …"
Princess A Xia finally realized what had happened.
She heaved a sigh of relief and just wanted to collapse into Theresa's arms.
"Theresa, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You defeated the Demonic Halberd Pig single-handedly. Is this really the performance of a magic apprentice?"
Princess A Xia blushed. She felt that she was a complete fool for standing in front of Theresa and trying to protect her.
"I told you that besides being a magic apprentice, I also learned martial arts from an expert. That's what it's like to practice magic and martial arts at the same time."
Theresa smiled and said, "Besides, I didn't defeat the Demonic Halberd Pig single-handedly. Sister A Xia's help was also very important. It was because you distracted its attention that I was able to seize its weakness.
"It's true. Not many people can stand still and raise their sabers when they see a Demonic Halberd Pig charging at them. Big Sister A Xia, I didn't misjudge you. There is indeed great strength and courage sleeping in your seemingly weak body. You're even better than me when I held a saber in my hands for the first time on the battlefield. From now on, we have to properly develop your body."
"Re-really?"
No one had ever said such a thing to Princess Xia.
She was flattered. Looking at Theresa's "sincere" eyes, she seemed to have new strength and courage in her heart.
"At first, I always thought that I would never be able to pick up a battle saber in my life. But when I really lifted the battle saber, I realized that the weight of the battle saber was not that unbearable. Thank you, Theresa. I, I will definitely work hard!"
Princess Summer nodded solemnly at Theresa and waved her little fists in excitement. Then, she praised from the bottom of her heart, "I didn't expect Theresa to be a Magic Swordsman. This is a very rare profession on the Emerald Continent!"
Magic Swordsman was a special class that combined magic and martial arts. They would imbue magic onto their weapons, compress it to the limit, and release it in the form of Battle Qi. They were extremely destructive.
If one wanted to become a Magic Swordsman, they would have to cultivate both magic and martial arts at the same time. They couldn't neglect either path. The difficulty was as high as ascending to the heavens.
In terms of the probability of success, it was also very risky and not a worthwhile career path.
Thus, there were very few Magic Swordsmen. Regardless of whether it was the Radiant Church or the various kingdoms or mage organizations, they didn't encourage young people to become Magic Swordsmen.
Over time, the Magic Swordsman's legacy was about to be cut off, and they fell into a vicious cycle. Naturally, they were on the verge of death.
However, in the legends of the bards, magic swordsmen either didn't appear, or they would be mysterious and unpredictable, and they would be the main attacker of all kinds of attacks.
Although Princess Summer wasn't good at fighting, she had grown up in the palace and had read many of the royal family's magic and martial arts classics. Moreover, she had followed Black Jack for so long, so she had a good eye.
From the instant that the Demonic Halberd Pig's head was incinerated, she could see that this wasn't an ordinary spell. It was an effect produced by compressing magic to the limit and then blasting it into the Demonic Halberd Pig's head with a peerless martial arts technique.
Only a Magic Swordsman could do this.
Theresa stuck out her tongue. "I'm not a Magic Swordsman. I can barely be considered … a Magic Swordsman apprentice. Please don't tell anyone, Sister Summer. If others find out, they won't let me continue on this path. They'll persuade me to be a little mage. This is a little secret between you and me, okay?"
"Okay!"
No one could refuse Theresa's request when her big, watery eyes stared at them so innocently.
Princess Summer nodded and found it strange. "However, even if you're a Magic Swordsman, your spellcasting speed is too fast. If I'm not wrong, that move just now should be … Flame Dragon's Roar, a level-3 spell.
"If you want to release a level-3 spell, shouldn't you use a lot of magic materials and prepare for a long time? Shouldn't you pray to the Fire God and the Dragon God and ask for their blessings and gifts? You even need to use magic powder to draw magic arrays in the void, on the ground, or on weapons?
"Even if a Magic Swordsman can compress the spellcasting speed, it's still too fast. Theresa, I seem to have heard you murmuring something. It didn't sound like you were chanting a spell, but you, you released such a terrifying spell several times in a row?"
Princess Summer completely came back to her senses.
Thinking about it carefully, Theresa's performance just now was more than unexpected. It really overturned the concept of magic that she had in her mind.
Theresa's response was only to spread her hands casually.
"Magic should be simple and concise like this," Theresa said.
Theresa said, "The great person who taught me magic once told me that magic is the simplest and most direct power in this world. As long as you have the conditions to cast magic, understand the magic language, and know how to draw or even write a spell, then no matter who you are, you will be able to instantly summon the power from the Higher Dimensional Universe, uh, the World of Gods and Devils.
"On the other hand, if you don't have the conditions to cast magic, no matter how much you pray, recite the so-called incantations, and prepare those strange magic materials, it's useless."
"Huh?"
This was a subversive concept that Princess Summer had never heard of before.
She was a dabbler in healing, and when she cast the Recovery Spell, she had to "pray sincerely", "recite the incantations", and "prepare those strange magic materials", just like all mages.
Was Theresa saying that all the mages on the Emerald Continent were casting spells in the wrong way?
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