4. A Warm Palm
Three months have passed since the old man came.
I was still awake in the prison where I was sleeping.
I placed the ring with the red jewel in my hand on the desk and hit it with a fist covered with Mana.
âââ âMARKâ.â
Yellow Mana was injected into the ring, and a âcharacter stampâ emerged on the ring.
â âCLOSEâ â
When I chanted, the ring was sucked into the rectangular talisman next to it.
I saw the ring disappeared and the talisman was dyed red. Then, I clench my fist made a small victory pose.
âSealing, complete!â
â â .
This was the basis of Sealing Technique.
by hitting the object with a fist with Mana, then, placed a vessel (talisman, jar/box, object that does not contain Mana) with the name of the target and an appropriate magic circle written on it, and lastly, recited the incantation, âCLOSEâ, to . Then, the object to be sealed would be sucked into the vessel.
If I broke the vessel or if I thought about releasing the object that I sealed, the seal would be broken. This was called .
There was no need to âWrite out the nameâ except for living things. That was why, I straight chanted âCloseâ after I marked it.
No, butâ¦
Never did I think that I really could do itâ¦!
I had accumulated it as knowledge, but I didnât know if I could actually do it.
It was unexpectedly easily. I was honestly happyâ¦Â Hmm? Maybe Iâm a genius?
â âOPENâ â
The seal was broken, and a ring with a red jewel embedded in it popped out of the talisman.
The unsealing was also successful.
The name of this ring was ãOsiris Orbã. It was a magical product imbued with Mana that the old man asked to be brought to the cell by the guard.
âGood.â
I suddenly heard a voice from behind.
Looking back, a familiar white-haired old man stood there.
âDid you see thatâ¦â
âWell, yeah.â
As expected of a grandpa, he woke up early.
âHow is it, I could do the sealing technique properly, right?⦠Well, youâll scream âslowâ anyway ⦠â
âIt took me about ten years to learn how to seal.â
At the same time, I said, âWhat?â, A hand with only bones and skin was placed on my head.
Even though it was only bones and skin⦠it was a warm palm. I was stroked for the first time in my life.
âWell done, Seal⦠youâre a genius.â
The old man laughed, and I could see the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.
I wondered what was the feeling that I felt at that time. If I was to take it easy, I would definitely cry.
I was purely⦠really happy.
âtch, donât treat me as a kid.â
Contrary to the inside of my chest, I glared at the old manâs hand.
âHuh, Iâm sorry. I just remember that my granddaughter is about the same age as you â¦â
âGranddaughter? Is she cute?â
âYeah.â
âIntroduce me to her.â
â⦠Iâll kill you.â
I could feel a serious murder intention from the words. Perhaps because of his love for his granddaughter.
Well, I donât really care even if you donât want to do that. Also, I donât trust that your granddaughter is cute.
âNow I donât have anything more to teach⦠Please practice by yourself from tomorrow. â
Huh?
Hey, Old man Bar. You only taught me one sealing method yetâ¦.
âIf I teach you a lot, youâll have no creativity. Thatâs why, find out how to use it yourself.â
The old man brought a wooden chair in the corner of the room and placed it in front of the chair I was sitting in.
âDidnât you say that you wonât teach me anything anymore?â
âNo, the only thing I wonât teach is about Sealing Technique⦠Letâs change the topic a little today. Well, itâs just an ordinary story. â
The old man smiled and closed his eyelids.
The story that spilled from the old manâs mouth was neither about something that had to do with Sealing Technique nor Magic. It was just an adventure story.
White sea, rainbow-colored fog, fortress floating in the sky.
The story of the dragon and the sacred sword that appeared in the story about a Hero.
Oceans, deserts, volcanoes, trees. The beauty of nature.
The old man talked about all of that. But, I quickly realized that the adventure was the old manâs own adventure.
The story that the old man told was full of romance.
The old man happily talked about the beauty of the world.
Sometimes he was laughing, sometimes he had a sad face.
The old man didnât talk about the dark part of the adventure at all.
He told me only the story of the beautiful world from beginning to end.
My heartbeat kept skipping a beat when I listened to the story.
I had never left the city I was born. Therefore, I was afraid of the outside world. I didnât know whatâs there, I was scared because I didnât know anything.
The old man might have seen through my weak heart.
That was why the old man told me that storyâ¦Â aboutâ¦The fun of adventuring in the outside world â¦
âOld man. I will travel to the outside world when I leave here.â
A dream was born within me for the first time.
âOh, thatâs good.â
I wanted to say, âtogether with youâ¦â, but I decided not to say it.
The old man had the face like he had achieved his purpose⦠He had a happy face.
He talked about adventures like a young boy, and when he was done, he realized like an old man.
The face of the old man who had returned to the young boy looked really happy. That was why I also wanted memories that I could laugh and talked about.
Perhaps the old manâs story would be over soon.
And, surely⦠that was where the story of a man named Seal began.
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