My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

[Anyways, I already know what’s your problem, big boy.]

When Balance said this, both she and Luke sat down on the floor of the <Horus’ Eye> space. The Half-Wolf was attentive, interested in what the Goddess’ response would be.

The space in Luke’s mind was empty and white, with only the beautiful Goddess inside his head in the middle of all that dull white world. Due to the curse, creating images in the <Eye of Horus> was being extremely difficult.

[When you were using the wind spells, the only thing that made you able to control freely was your familiarity with that element. If you didn’t have the <Vind> Skill, you most likely wouldn’t be able to use that kind of magic with that complexity].

Balance then stood up, and began to walk around the young man. Slowly, each step she took on the ground echoed in the empty space.

The half-wolf was listening attentively to every movement in that place. Every detail of that moment, in the Goddess’ actions and words. He was so focused that he could hear even the sound of his own heart beating, and his blood flowing through his body.

“So, you’re telling me that I could have fallen off the sword?” Luke questioned.

[You might not even climb up or fly off. Your control only existed because you already understand the element. You are skilled, but magic is more complicated than you realize].

Balance entered placed one of her hands on Luke’s shoulder. The Goddess then knelt down, and embraced the half-wolf. Running her hand through the young man’s hair.

[You have even more potential than you realize, but you are failing at magical art].

“But why is that? I have mana and I am managing to start the spell… The First phase occurred without problems; small spells don’t seem to be a problem either.” Answered the half-wolf

[His heart is still troubled by the world outside. This constant worry, as much as it is not taking over your head now, is making you lose concentration in the midst of magic].

“So even when I’m not thinking about my problems, they still bother me?” asked Luke, placing one of his hands on his chin.

[Exactly! You lack Balance.] replied the Goddess, laughing.

[It’s not a matter of ignoring the problems out there, but controlling yourself.]

Maintaining a high-level magic without enchantment required two extremely important factors, control over the spell and visualization of it. Luke was having trouble controlling the spell.

When he tried to levitate, staying in mid-air was something natural, like breathing. This ease with the wind element made it less difficult for him to keep the magic stable.

In the case of a simpler spell, such as an ordinary Fire Ball, channeling it and controlling it is simple. But when it comes to a magic as complex as the concentrated Fire Ball, constant attention and understanding is required.

Any slightest change causes the spell to lose its form. And in Luke’s case, the main problem was being his conflicting feelings.

While he was trying to control that magic, he did not feel the naturalness of mastering the spell without even having to think about it. It was something complex that needed attention. Every time in Luke’s heart, even for a second, he had this variation of feelings, his control over magic was disappearing.

The half-wolf was thoughtful, sitting looking at the ground. Trying to understand what he could do; several possibilities were running through his head. He then looked at the goddess and questioned:

“What should I do?”

[Take the time in this space and concentrate on meditating. You need to understand the conflicting feelings in your heart. This time, fully understand what is bothering you. Not just avoid thinking about it].

Luke confirmed with his head, and closing his eyes within that space. He began to meditate, looking inside himself to master his own feelings.

In the half-wolf’s head. All the possibilities of what bad things could have happened in the outside world appeared. Still, even if he were in Broteforge, it would be difficult to help the confrontation.

He wondered how Ayumi, Alexis, Nathalia, Shiro would be. All the companions who were waiting for his return.

He went back to thinking about what he was supposed to do at the academy, his blatant desire to master magic, complete a way to control the curse, and return to the battlefield.

Outside the <Eye of Horus> a few more minutes had passed. But inside, Luke seemed to have spent hours understanding and rethinking everything that bothered his chest.

The time acceleration of the Eye of Horus was not as high, but still, every minute of the real world took more and more time in that space.

His heartbeat, his breathing. Every detail in that plan was keeping him present at that moment.

After about a few hours, Luke finally understood everything.

“I master my mind and my fears.”  He said, determined as he opened his eyes.

The half-wolf then stood up, staring the goddess in the eyes. You could see on his face the determination he had always possessed restored. His eyes were sharp as a sword, his heart was burning with energy, Luke’s whole face and attitude was completely different.

The Goddess then looked deep into the half-wolf’s eyes

[Arise.]

*

Adrian and Megan were talking, testing some spells, Luke was in that same position. Immobile, it had been more than half an hour.

The blond boy, with his carefree manner, tried to wake up the half-wolf, without success. He was motionless, even the young man’s breathing was difficult to perceive.

“Do you think we should do something?” Questioned the yung mage

“I don’t believe it would be good to get in his way.” Answered Megan

“Maybe he went into a coma from using too much mana? Or is he sleeping?” Commented Adrian.

“Luke has a lot more mana than Zhanid, that’s certainly not the problem.”

Before she could continue talking. Adrian interrupted her and started talking.

“So, he’s asleep, I’ll try to wake him up from movo.”

The young mage then screamed with all his might. The boy’s scream echoed all over the beach, slowly disappearing with the sound of the sea.

That silent emptiness dominated the place again, with only the sound of foam and waves interrupting the monotonous place.

Megan almost threw water on the blond-haired boy again, but when she realized that that scream didn’t even bother Luke, she became even more worried.

The minutes went by and in the middle of all this delay, Adrian started to test some spells. Throwing several spells into the sea. Training spells on the beach was common for the boy, but since he was busy helping Zhanid in his research, it had been a while since Adrian had been able to play with magic.

Megan remained attentive; her eyes focused on the half-wolf. She found Luke’s ability to focus admirable. But as the minutes passed, this worried her a bit.

After a few more minutes of waiting, the sun was already beginning to set, reducing the brightness. The sky began to tint with those orange and red colors, losing its luminous blue.

The waters of the beach were now reflecting the sun that was falling over the horizon. The two young magicians were once again looking at each other, wondering what they could do to help their friend.

Both were worried about what had happened to the half-wolf. Adrian and Megan looked at each other, and began to talk about what to do.

“It’s been quite a while since he’s been like this, I think we’d better call a teacher now.” Megan said

“I’ll call Zhanid, he’ll surely know what to do.” Adrian concluded

“I wonder if he got sick and passed out static. He seemed healthy enough to me, his mana source is gigantic too.” Answered Megan. She had never read about anything like this before. Which made her even more worried about the half-wolf’s condition.

At that moment of indecision, the two of them, before Adrian was able to go out and look for help. Luke stood up. Surprising the two mages.

He levitated with magic, using the wind skills he had already mastered. A gale of sand began to surround the young man.

The waves of sand were flying everywhere. Luke was floating a few inches above the ground. His hair was swaying with the wind’s own energy.

He then held out his two hands. Channeling two massive spheres of fire. Each one was growing in the half-wolf’s hands, coming out of that small size, quickly both reached the size of a human head.

A gigantic amount of mana flowed through the air. Surprising Megan even more. Even Adrian was able to feel the variation of energy in that place.

The two young magicians were covering their arms with their faces, protecting themselves from the sand.

Above their heads, a third sphere of fire appeared. Even bigger than the two in their hands.

The windstorm would not stop. Luke then opened his eyes, watching the two magicians.

Raising his voice, he said:

“I’m back.”