Bruxa/mago の小説・ストーリー

Well, according to the teacher: A mage is a term commonly used in fantasy literature and role-playing games to refer to a practitioner of magic. The concept of mages has been a popular element in various mythologies and folklore throughout history, often associated with supernatural abilities and the manipulation of mystical forces. In most fantasy settings, mages are individuals who possess the innate or learned ability to harness and control magical energy. They are often depicted as having a deep understanding of the arcane arts, allowing them to cast spells, create magical artifacts, and manipulate the elements. Mages are typically distinguished from other magical beings, such as witches

"Were you the one who created the fog?" "No." Maggie shook her head almost absentmindedly. "I was the one who sealed in the witches inside the pack-house. I made it so no one with active magic could get out of the house. You had the seal…so you could get out easily, but it sealed in the witches; stopped them from helping you." "And how did you get in?" I asked her next, but I think I already knew the answer to that. "I just told you, we're related." Maggie gave me an incredulous look. "Our powers are much too similar to be distinguished on a primary level like the magic barrier they had set up. But then again…they had no way of knowing that didn't they?"

I watched as Alice turned to Maggie, her sharp eyes brimming with something akin to approval. "You know, even though you aren't eighteen yet, I have to admit, I'm impressed," she said, her voice steady but laced with a rare warmth. "The way you wield your magic, the precision, the control... it's remarkable. No doubt it comes from your fae blood. It’s in your nature to command it." She crossed her arms, as if sizing Maggie up once more, but this time, there was no skepticism, only recognition.

I was a little afraid she might burn the school to the ground, but Maggie had left her in the care of Mage Jaye herself, so at least it would be the head of the council who would be responsible to make sure that everyone didn’t end up charred by the new charge. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with her,” I said to Maggie. “She is probably the strangest person I’ve ever met.” “Yeah, me, too,” she said. “And I’ve met a lot of people. She doesn’t really talk. She doesn’t let go of me, like ever. And whenever she gets upset, she flips out. I can’t tell if she is just a strange girl who happens to be a mage or if it’s because she’s a mage that she’s so strange. I don’t think it’s the latter. I mean, I’

she said to me as she stepped out of the circle. Beyond her, I saw the smoke had completely enveloped Heather. With lightning speed, Sera sent a surge of magic at Gabe. It was so fast, I didn't have time to react and the magic hit him square in the chest. He sailed backward, landing in the bushes. At once, a thousand spiders were on him. I went to help, except Mizrabel appeared in front of me. "Hello, daughter," she said, her eyes glimmering with hatred.

The white-haired woman pulled a contraption from her robes, like the bridle of a horse. “What is that?” I recoiled. The mage with the melodious voice stepped forward and grabbed my face by the jaw, holding me still. I tried to pull away. The contraption had a metal bar with sharp looking spikes and a framework of leather straps. “Hold her,” the woman ordered the men as I screamed and struggled against them. The half-ogre roared in response, and for a moment, fought his way free of his guards. “Ianaceo,” she growled out at the ogre with the bitter bite of magic, and the ogre fell flat onto the floor, though he continued to growl and groan, he could not move. “Don’t make me do the same to you,

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

Emily answered and lifted one shoulder in a partial shrug. Letting out a long sigh, Gabriel said, “Breanna is Marcus’s mate. He is my advisor and came with me to help me find Sabeastian. We called Breanna later because she is a witch, and we did not know if we would need her ability to cloak us to enter Rotterford’s estate. She has some healing abilities. She fixed the crack in your skull,” Gabriel finished quickly. “Now,” he asked, irritated. “Who is Miguel?”

He had a vague power of witchcraft on him, indicating that the person was a warlock. Maggie took a glance at the warlock with a victorious expression and said, “No, you people have made a mistake. My confidence comes from this!” She took out a note out of her bag and put it on top of the coffee table in front of everyone. It was an IOU. It was written on it that Henry Assex had borrowed money from Maggie… After the few people looked closely at it, they were shocked beyond words. They could only see a very long string of zeros, with the number “1” at the front.

Once we are both inside, I press the button to shut the door. Musu takes a deep breath and looks around my private library. She spends a lot of time here, but she clearly doesn't understand why I pulled her in right now. “What is Mavri Magea?” I ask her, trying to remember I have no problem with her. “Uh, Greek. It can be dark magic or black magic,” she nods confidently. “You’re sure?” I ask hesitantly. “Yes, Alpha. One hundred percent,” she confirms. I sigh and rub my hands over my face, “Give me a moment, Musu. I need to have an argument with my wolf.”