Talent Swallowing Magician の小説・ストーリー

He did not need to guess who the person was who could do that dark magic technique just now; it was so easy. No one but Nicholas Southampton, a sand elemental dragon who was totally obsessed with their collection of string puppets by using their magic energy. A dragon who used to be a member of Schneider before successfully leaving the organisation, and now lived together under one roof with Alec Berthold. Aside from Nicholas Southampton, he did not know of a single supernatural being capable of successfully executing the forbidden technique. "Please enjoy the meal, Sir." With a flat voice like a robot in the man-made science fiction film he had watched when he was studying modern human cult

, he brought a glass and handed it over to her and poured wine for her. “Thank you”, she said with a smile, she looked on at him with anticipation. “You are yet to see me become one with my favourite element, water”, he cleared his throat and bowed, “I am Lord Drago Mire”, he said in a thick funny accent, “I am a magician”, he bowed again. When he stood upright, he glared at her, “This is the point where you clap Raisel, haven’t you been to shows?” She laughed, “I’m so sorry Dragomir”, she stood to her feet and gave him a standing ovation, “Are you happy now?”

"A mechanic." "That's right." Ethan sighed and took the last riddle. "A magician promises that he can throw a ball as hard as he can and have it stop, change direction and come back to him. He claims he can do it without the ball bouncing off of anything, the ball being tied to anything, or the use of magnets. How is it possible?" He read slowly as if what he just read was completely foreign to him. He scratched his head and gave various answers but none of them were right. Soon he was frustrated as his time neared its end.

Jace smiled at Audrey and asked, “Do you really want to know?” Of course, she wanted to know! Why would she ask if she didn’t want to know?! Jace looked at Audrey’s unhappy face and chuckled. “It’s just gimmicks to trick others. In any case, would I need to chant when I use magic?” “…” No matter how unfamiliar she was about the Magus profession, she knew that one would need to chant to cast a magic spell. Who was he trying to fool?

Sil said with her mouth full of cookie bits. “Yes.” “So, this place is magical?” I asked trying to piece things together. “Don’t be silly. It’s just glamour. A trick to human eyes.” “Please, by all means, call us humans even if you’re not one of us.” I told her sarcastically. “People then. If you prefer it that way.” She said catching on my sarcasm. Sill tried to hide her smile but I saw it. “Daylight, I don’t know you but seeing that my brother has I’m guessing he met you in one of his hysterical dreams.” She stood. Daylight looked at her.

There's nothing more appropriate for Egbert Leon to help him take down The Gourmet Enchanter. "Egbert Leon, help me capture The Gourmet Enchanter!" Tadhg Walter gave Egbert Leon voice transmission. Egbert Leon heard Tadhg Walter's voice transmission, nodded a little, because he knew that the room was a bit restricted, in the face of openly photographing this Pill furnace, although he couldn't restrain himself, but Knowing that Leon of the Pill Medicine Fang family is extremely powerful in practicing Pill Master, that point is also good for him. The Gourmet Enchanter's price is high, but with him, Tadhg Walter and Wisdom Essence Pill Pill can both take it out, even if The Gourmet Enchanter's

Several more magicians came out, they took away all the weapons lying on the ground and which were on the captives and, together with the insensible bodies, dragged them into the basement. “Let's leave this plush wolf cub to ourselves,” the dark figure says in a completely different voice, nasty and low. And then she answers herself in a terrible voice, from which the heart stops. No, we don't need him. - the figure enters the house, waving his hand towards Berhes. The magician nods and begins to weave a purple wrecking ball spell. - Fucking magicians - only Berges has time to think before he shatters into bloody parts. Deathly silence reigned over the forest.

“Not a person. Not a wolf, either. It was a turtle.” Caleb’s expression turned incredulous “A turtle? Really?” I nodded, trying to keep my tone calm and reassuring. “Yes, a turtle, a tiny hatchling. We found it on the beach a couple of days ago. It had died, washed up by the tide. I... I just…I saw him perform a simple spell. Borrowed some energy from the earth to bring it back. It wasn’t dangerous, he promised.” I looked up to see the shocked expression on everyone’s face. “He told me that he had practiced it before but it drains him of too much energy.”

It is the one rule of Hati that one must never break. “Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Mystic Magic Show of Sanada Fujiwara-sama, the world’s greatest illusionist and magician!” The cheers that the crowd gave out nearly deafened Yuri, and she resisted the urge to cover her ears. “Let’s give a hand for the man himself!” Yuri scowled as a beaming Sanada Fujiwara stepped out onto the stage. The man was handsome in a way, with his hair falling to the length of his chin, and he looked to be in his late twenties.