Lackey was using an ability straight out of a comic book. Then again, this world itself is fantasy to begin with.
So launching fire from his fist might actually not be that surprising after all.
Title) ??: Call me Fire Fist
Wild Grylls
(Video of Lackey launching Flame Fist into the sky)
Is there a job class that mixes brawler and mage?
└ Heavenly Demon) What a splendid strike. A combination of martial arts and sorcery. Truly admirable.
└ Sword Matstar) No matter how I look at it, it seems he set his career path wrong.
└ But isn’t that also because someone taught him?
└ Is there even such a thing as a career path in the Forest of the Four Seasons lol
└ Survival was his career path, duh. Without the Blood Demon, he would’ve just been a gorilla.
└ Starlight Lady) Did his fist not feel hot or anything?
└ Wild Grylls) I asked him, and he said it’s bearable?
└ Starlight Lady) It’s not that no one has ever done such a thing. But there’s a reason why people haven’t done it historically.
└ Wild Grylls) Sounds like you’re saying it’s inefficient.
└ Starlight Lady) Rather than throwing punches, launching fireballs directly is far more efficient.
└ But it’s cool, right?
└ Can’t give up romance lol
└ As long as you endure a bit of heat on your hand, you can shoot Fire Fists kek
└ Starlight Lady) You won’t say things like that once you suffer 3rd-degree burns on your hand.
Honestly speaking, the Fire Fist was pretty damn cool. Should I say it ticks the boxes for a man’s romance?
However, the risk factor was quite high, and it was inefficient. Above all, there was a decisive reason.
"Master. A good idea came to me."
"What is it?"
"Holding a sweet potato in my hand while igniting fire. That way, we can easily roast and eat it."
"..."
That is what he wants to do with a Fire Fist. I wore a pathetic look on my face.
"Let’s try it out. If your hand gets hurt, I’ll heal you with an Elixir."
"As expected of Master. You understand my heart."
Being pathetic aside, curiosity is curiosity. The bonus was that my bond with Lackey grew even deeper.
I handed a sweet potato to Lackey and waited for the result.
Soon after, holding the sweet potato in his hand, Lackey ignited the fire just like before.
Crackle! Crackle!
"..."
"..."
"...Is it not hot?"
"I am enduring it."
After about a minute, I could see Lackey enduring it while breaking out in cold sweat.
Staring at Lackey with a doubtful gaze, I ordered him to open his hand.
After hesitating, Lackey extinguished the fire and slowly opened his hand.
From the charred skin came the smell of burning squid.
"Hey, you idiot! Your hand is completely scorched!"
"It was worth it."
"Worth it my ass! You even got blisters!"
I was a fool for harboring even a sliver of expectation. It was practically no different from sticking a hand directly into a campfire.
I poured an Elixir onto Lackey’s charred black hand.
Blisters were unavoidable, but at least it would prevent bacterial infection.
Title) Don’t ignite fire on your hands to roast sweet potatoes guys
Wild Grylls
(Photo of Lackey’s burned hand)
(Photo of a half-cooked sweet potato)
How do I know? A gorilla tried it and burned his hand.
└ Heavenly Demon) Foolish. Putting your hand into fire will naturally burn; that is obvious.
└ Sword Matstar) No, igniting fire on his hand alone is absurd, but sweet potatoes;;
└ Being stupid has its limits;
└ But isn’t Lackey that bastard supposed to be smart? Why is he like that?
└ Knowledge and wisdom are separate things. There are mages who can’t even tie their shoes.
└ Starlight Lady) I told you not to do it...
└ Wild Grylls) I didn’t do it.
└ Starlight Lady) Then why didn’t you stop him?
└ Wild Grylls) Out of curiosity?
└ Starlight Lady) (Emoticon staring coldly) ㅡㅡ
└ Look at her emote choice lol
└ Can we use that now?
└ A few were approved. But the approval speed is way too slow.
└ That looks like an expression of pure disgust lmao
Starlight Lady advised me. If he wants to use Fire Fist so badly, tell him to toughen his body first.
What did this mean? It meant unless he achieved something like the Vajra Indestructible Body, far from getting stronger, he’d just hurt himself.
He needed to build a body immune not only to physical attacks but to burns as well to pull off something like that.
Otherwise, she said it was no different from setting himself on fire.
’So that’s why Magic Swordsmen exist, but Magic Martial Artists don’t.’
A Magic Swordsman can at least have a sword act as a staff, but a Magic Martial Artist cannot.This story is hosted at novelping . com.
There’s a reason mages carry staves around. It must be because they are affected by their own magic.
In other words, Lackey had to decisively pick a career path starting now.
"Lackey. Are you going to use magic, or train in martial arts?"
"Magic."
An answer returned without a trace of hesitation. It was quite baffling.
Martial arts must have played a crucial role in surviving in this hellish place.
It was practically abandoning the sole legacy of his master, the Blood Demon Wi Ho-chang.
"What about martial arts? Didn’t the Blood Demon—no, your master—teach you that?"
"I have learned all of it. Learning something new is what matters."
"No, I’m telling you, digging just one well is how you achieve greatness."
"And what can I achieve by becoming great here?"
"..."
A surprisingly persuasive answer returned. Lackey was right.
Even if he achieved greatness here, what could he do? Nothing more than slightly increasing the chances of escape.
"And I am a gorilla. Is learning this much not already achieving greatness?"
"...Ah. That’s true too?"
Besides, this guy is a gorilla. He achieved a milestone a long time ago.
So persuading him wouldn’t mean much. It seemed better to just let him learn magic.
"Then are you going to read grimoires every night?"
"Probably."
"Hmm. Is calculation or whatever it’s called not difficult for you?"
If magic calculation was difficult, I wanted to give him as much help as possible.
Currently, there are many people I can ask for help. Among them are those specialized in magic.
’Allfather isn’t answering, did he get banned or something?’
I tried contacting Allfather before, but I couldn’t send a message.
He definitely wasn’t dead, since a notice returned stating he was a banned user.
’Since he kept nagging for nukes, it makes sense he got banned.’
Anyway, putting Allfather’s help aside for later, right now Starlight Lady and Necromancy is Love are what’s important.
"Calculation is not difficult. It is easy if you think of it like martial arts forms."
"...It works with just that?"
"Either way, it is a formula. Martial arts learns movements for a single result, and calculation sets up formulas for a single result."
"Ssshh..."
At times like this, his mindset is simpler than usual, like a gorilla. The "why?" in the middle is completely missing.
As if 1+1 being 2 is so obviously natural. I really couldn’t tell if that was good or bad.
"Got it. Then I guess I should make a staff for you too."
"I do not need a staff."
"You can launch bigger fireballs, though?"
"Then I think I need one."
Staff materials were easy to get. First, I sent a message to the Orange Badge, Asella.
I figured the Holy Kingdom’s borders must be stabilizing by now, so I could get it back.
[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Here it is! The hand feel was super fantastic, so it’s a shame!]
[Wild Grylls: If I get another one later, I’ll give it to you.]
I got back Mistilteinn, which I had briefly lent to Asella.
Originally, it was meant to be used as Ludwig’s staff, but circumstances had changed.
’If I do this like this...’
What I was crafting was a staff—strictly speaking, a magic staff.
You know the thing mages are always holding in their hands? It’s similar to that.
The crafting method was extremely simple too. Just put Mythricon on top of Mistilteinn, and that’s it.
Combined with Mistilteinn, Mithril, and Orichalcum, the Three Sacred Treasures magic staff was complete.
"Lackey. Want to try casting magic with this?"
"It does not look cool, Master."
"The uglier the design, the more of the developer’s soul went into it."
Since ancient times, tacky designs meant high performance. Besides, there was no room to fuss over design here.
Though grumbling, Lackey took the staff. Next, he manifested magic.
I recorded video while he was casting magic. If anything happened halfway through, I needed to ask around.
I wondered what magic Lackey would manifest this time, but before long, I realized it.
Woooong!
"Uh."
That wasn’t the problem.
The staff vibrated violently, and Lackey let out a single grunt.
The meaning behind a grunt like that usually boiled down to one thing.
Instinctively sensing danger, I rushed toward Lackey.
"Hey! Point it at the sk—...!"
Kwahhhhh!!!
Before I could even finish my words, a massive fireball began clumping at the tip of the staff.
At the same time, the staff violently shook, almost slipping out of hand.
Thankfully, I gripped the staff tightly; otherwise, a major disaster would have occurred.
Kwooooo!!!
The giant fireball gathered at the tip of the staff gradually took shape, morphing into something resembling an arrow.
Because of the intense heat peculiar to fire, I couldn’t easily open my eyes.
I thought about suppressing it with cold, but who knew what kind of cataclysm that might cause.This chapter is updated first at novelping dot com.
Phew-wooooosh!
After about 5 seconds like that, the giant Fire Arrow was launched high into the sky.
The giant Fire Arrow shot toward the sky at a terrifying speed.
Barely opening my eyes, I looked up at the sky.
Flash!
A flash of light so intense it hurt the eyes flared instantly, and then—
Kwagangggg!!!
A massive explosion occurred in the sky. What a spectacular view.
Fortunately, only an explosion occurred, and fireballs didn’t scatter in all directions.
Because the explosion was so ridiculously powerful, even the flames shattered into complete nothingness.
If they had scattered, it would have turned into a catastrophe no less than a volcanic eruption.
I stared blankly at the explosion before turning my head.
"..."
Lackey blinked, looking as if he had no idea it would turn out like this.
What kind of magic had he used to produce such a result?
"...You used fire magic, right?"
"Y-Yes."
"What spell did you cast?"
"Fire Arrow."
Fire Arrow—in other words, Fire Arrow.
But what launched earlier wasn’t a Fire Arrow, it was a Fire Missile.
It seemed to be a phenomenon caused by the absurdly absurd performance of the staff.
’Was the staff too much?’
I looked at the staff, which remained perfectly intact despite launching a Fire Cannon.
I knew Orichalcum alone maximized magic efficiency, but other things were attached too.
Then how could the output be controlled? I decided to ask for advice.
Title) Need some advice on magic
Wild Grylls
(Photo of the staff made of the Three Sacred Treasures)
(Video of a Fire Cannon shooting out while using magic with that staff)
(Video of the Fire Cannon exploding brilliantly in the sky)
I temporarily crafted a staff and cast Fire Arrow, but this bullshit happened.
It seems a bit overkill, should I just use Orichalcum alone?
└ Heavenly Demon) Too much is as bad as too little. Just one would have been enough.
└ Sword Matstar) Who in their right mind sticks Mistilteinn, Mithril, AND Orichalcum into a single staff;;
└ Isn’t that practically a mythic-grade weapon?
└ Throwing raw chunks together like that makes zero sense to begin with lmao
└ No matter how I think about it, Grylls this bastard has completely fucked up the power balance.
└ Hey Grylls. Mithril grows in your backyard, but out here, that’s an extremely rare mineral...
└ Starlight Lady) That’s a Fire Arrow? If Kadir-nim saw that, he’d weep tears of blood.
└ Some people spend their whole lives training, while someone else just clicks once with a crazy stat staff kekeke
└ Now THAT is a true divine weapon kekekeke
└ Necromancy is Love) It would be better to use only Orichalcum if possible.
└ Princess Chaenggu) Grylls-nim. Just the Orichalcum you gave me can bump a mage’s rank up by more than 2 tiers.
└ Wild Grylls) Is it really that powerful?
└ Princess Chaenggu) Yup! So I recommend using just Orichalcum.
└ Explain in detail. Otherwise that idiot is gonna use a solid block of Orichalcum.
└ Fr every single thing he does is disaster-level lol
└ What’s scarier is that even Grylls like that is terrified of missiles and nukes;;
Staring intently at the comments, I scratched my head.
’Guess I overdid it.’
Looks like I need to sort out my thoughts.
If Lackey really wants to switch classes to a Mage, a moderately strong weapon is essential.
I need to analyze what’s best and what’s most effective for Lackey.
"By the way, do you really have to focus on fire magic? There are others, like wind, ice, or lightning."
"Fire is better."
"Why?"
"I cannot give up the Fire Fist."
"Holy shit."
This bastard won’t snap out of it until he actually gets a hole punched in his chest.
Letting out a dry laugh, I looked back at the Gallery comments.
Then I noticed a message had arrived.
[Grow Tall and Strong: Hello, Grylls-nim. Are you free to chat for a moment? It’s about the... Empty Sky Stone Milk? Medicinal water you gave me last time.]
[Wild Grylls: Hello. Is there some kind of problem?]
It was Grow Tall and Strong, whom I had given Empty Sky Stone Milk to previously. Just as I wondered what was going on—
[Grow Tall and Strong: Well... You might not believe it, but my grandfather drank that medicinal water and his senility was cured.]
[Wild Grylls: Senility? Do you mean dementia?]
[Grow Tall and Strong: That’s what they call it in the cities.]
I couldn’t contain my surprise.
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