Novel & Cerita Hypno Magician

This technique is something that only Akistor managed to use because it needs a lot of mana and mastery! I can’t do that in my current level… but I can still use glyphs alone without a problem! I asked the old man to let me go outside, I then used my psychic powers to knock out the attendants and the escort knight before going inside the forest alone. I used a spell that I call [Hypnosis slumber] it will knock out the target and place them in sleep, when they wake up they will think that I have spent the day in a restaurant and went on a stroll in the shop district.

Luna lets out a quiet, triumphant giggle beside me, clearly pleased with the remarkable effectiveness of her magical intervention. "That enchantment should hold for now," she whispers confidently, leaning close so only our small group can hear her words. "I just manipulated the strongest decision-making part of his mind, making him temporarily a little more... understanding and flexible. It's a delicate spell, but quite effective when properly executed. The trick is targeting the prefrontal cortex without disrupting his amygdala—otherwise, he'd sense the magical intrusion."

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

"Anyway, you're hired. Take good care of my daughter. A maid will show you your room and please start at the earliest possible time available. Your payment will be given at the end of the week." "Thank you for hiring me, Lord Devine. Your daughter is safe with me." The magician bowed and left the room with a maid in tow. As the door was closed, he opened the file he was given. "Santina. Rank C. Magician. 85% success rate. Her expertise are spellcasting, and runes translation. Too bad she can't enchant or activate runes. But she's good enough." Reynold hopes he didn't make a mistake having her daughter learn magic. His daughter these days feels like she going to blow up her room at any given

I could think of no other explanation for his little trick than to ask if he was the castle clown. “You might say I…. entertain,” he replied with a sickly, sweet tone that made my skin crawl. He made a sweeping gesture with his arm as he bent low before me. “I am Gondofini, the castle magician, and I am at your service.” “Magician?” I said with feigned surprise. “We have need of magic here?” “At times,” he replied, coyly, while he continued to watch me carefully. “Does the castle entertain that much?” I continued with my ruse.

His eyes held secrets untold, and his aura spoke of power harnessed from the depths of the arcane. Within the grand halls of the castle, the magician was greeted with a mixture of awe and trepidation. King Maximilian, donned in regal attire, stood at the forefront, his expression a mask of anticipation and desire. The magician's voice resonated through the chamber as he addressed the gathered courtiers and the king himself. He spoke of the ancient rituals and dark arts that he would employ to extract Isabella's powers. He promised a transfer of strength, a transference that would bind the powers of the princess to the king's own essence.

After making some jokes, Baby Robbie placed the seal back into his pocket and sternly said, “What do we do next, Jens?” Jenson pondered for a while and said, “Madam Nephele seems to be an expert in advanced hypnotism on humans, and she’s even able to command a python. These skills seem to be a kind of witchcraft that has died out.” Baby Robbie said, “Is there a method to break through it?” Jenson said, “Yes. But I don’t know how.” Baby Robbie drooped his head and said listlessly, “If we can’t crack her hypnotism, we’ll merely end up too passive to fight against her.”