Magi Craft Meister Novels & Stories

For the moment her gaze was cast downwards, fearing Ditiori’s words. “I heard you, Ditiori. If it pleases you, I will place these grains in Gai-Dalit’s grasps.” Maga answered Ditiori’s orders. She approached the beast next to its master. She had a wooden box encased in wicker formed from spinning the fibers of dried grasses. The box had six small drawstring burlap purses that could carry half a thousand grains. She had wished a bountiful harvest and to please Ditiori, so she chose the finest of the lot. She opened the hinged lid that has a dark velour lining to protect what was inside the keepsake from moisture. A good kind of grain felt full and appropriately heavy as she lifted the

“A man could well lose his part to her gentle touch!” “Then what have you planned?” Jaecar’s black brows lifted in interest. “I intend to play as unfairly as she.” “How’s that?” “A spell an old friend gave me.” “The mage Commander when he trained you.” “Nay.” Magus shook his head. “We rarely saw him. The one that truly trains is his Second in Command, Hawk. He was my mentor.” *** “And what spell did he give you?” Magus beamed. “One to melt a woman who’s toyed with you too long. One he wrote for a particular little mage that had been teasing him below the breeches.”

“I made it after finishing the specialisation because you took too long. After getting materials from the others, the blacksmith allowed me to borrow his workshop. It’s built from dismantling the magic wand the specialist NPC gave me with additional crafting ingredients for the buff. How does it look? It’s more efficient than waving a stick. I haven’t had time to create pre-casted magic circles into this, so it’s merely a punching machine for now.” Punching machine… Zen could hardly believe his eyes. However, upon inspection, he confirmed Damian was telling the truth. It was probably better for the NPCs to not know what he did to the magic wand. For any RPG gamer, having a magician’s wand wa

There are many traits that trace the pattern of one’s life. Traits we are born with, traits that fill in the subtle gaps of what we would want to be and what we become. Then there are those traits we learn and develop over time. The Magi scrutinize closely those minute signs that gift a person with character and self. Those traits that argue mettle and worthiness they nurture and harvest. Those traits that argue dissent and discord they reduce and isolate like a weed laid on bedrock to dry and shrivel in the noonday sun. By tempering behavior and molding character, they channel latent skills and talents into disciplines that strengthen and reinforce beneficial qualities that develop right ch

How could I have been so dumb? I possess one of the rarest magic in all of MistWorld, Kraegos. I could create any monster I want, even the ones with wings. Taking another deep breath, I decided to put my power to a test. Knowing I had little time left before the incoming monsters got to me, I quickly formed the image of a winged monster with the ability to fly fast, camouflage, and super strength. To ensure I didn't get lost on the way back to N.A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld.

"It's about refining weapons and betting on souls," Master replied. Caspian believed that not only himself, but also the other disciples present were also confused. So he cupped his hands and said, "Please answer me in detail, Master." Master nodded. "If you have time, you can go look for books to understand. A extraction of sharp weapons could get a refined iron. A extraction of magic weapons could obtain magic crystals. And refining the magic crystals with magic weapons could increase the power of magic weapons.

They are the one this people called fighter types by practicing and creating their own martial art techniques. For cultivators, there's a ranking tier. Iron one to ninth. Bronze, one to tenth. Silver, one to eleventh. Gold, one to twelfth. And Platinum one to fifth.' 'Now let's talk about Magus.' Vic continues, 'Magus are the one who control the order of the elements. Yes! They can use magic freely by using the power of nature.' 'I'm to lazy to explain, and I'm still lacking about information about Magus and Cultivators. I need to go back to the library and study.' Vic said.

mumbled Akana absently. "If that's the curriculum you're considering, then I'd suggest you look up titles," said Sidastir, and Akana looked up from the documents. "What titles?" "It's straight forward. Titles are the result of your studies. If you have studied the Economy, then you will get the title Mercator. I myself am a Magus. A Master of Magic. That means I've finished five courses in magic. The majority of the titles have different specific topics that you must have read, and some of the titles require that you have read certain topics from the different curriculum. Choose a title as your goal and choose courses with it in mind," Sidastir explained, and Akana tried to absorb the new in

Nick insisted, showing his stubbornness. "Alright, I'll tell you where my sword came from," I said. "Great, I'll listen," Nick responded eagerly. Flitz and Myira also seemed curious, while Viola had a neutral expression. It seemed like she wasn't interested because she was a mage. "The one who crafted both of my swords was my master." "Is he a Dwarf blacksmith?" Nick asked curiously. "No, he's probably just a mixed-blood Dwarf. Do you know about the skill of enchanting weapons?" I asked Nick. I learned about the skill of enchanting weapons from a magic book I bought from Mr. Hector's shop, and I mixed it with some of Edvan's memories.

Megara shook her head and completely turned towards him, her back facing Agnes and her right side facing Evenor and Master Shin. "Stop lying." Megara gritted her teeth in anger and the man shook his head. "Check my memory." He said and then a man stepped forward. The same man who was a lion among foxes. He walked past Megara and towards the beaten-up blonde man. He was famous for his magic, he had the same magic that Marco's disciple had but a lot more powerful.