“The concept of white magic here is different from what I know.”
Eruhaben crossed his legs as he spoke in a low voice.
After the issue with the Wall of Purification, they followed the Pope into a study or office.
Cale’s group members were either sitting on couches and chairs around the room or standing and looking at the map on the table at the center of the room. Their gazes turned toward Eruhaben.
“Usually, white magic is a term given to magic using regular mana and not dead mana in order to differentiate it from black magic. The term is not used very often.”
The ancient Dragon then looked at the Pope who gulped.
‘Why did I not notice it?’
The Pope had not felt the ancient Dragon’s presence earlier. However, the ancient Dragon gave off such a large presence once they came into the room and he took off his hood.
‘It is highly likely that he is a Dragon.’
There might be another Dragon in addition to that small and cute black Dragon. This one seemed like a proper adult Dragon as well. The moment the Pope had this hypothesis that was more of a certainty…
She couldn’t help but speak formally to the individual who was speaking informally to her.
“Yes, sir, that is true. The basic magic that is used is also called white magic.”
Cale, who was seated next to Eruhaben, was thinking about how the youngest young lady Orsena had shouted, ‘white magic.’
‘Which white magic was she talking about?’
Was the seven-year-old talking about white magic using regular mana or was she talking about black magic that gave off a holy light?
The Pope continued to speak.
“Even now, that white magic, mm, I will just call white magic using regular mana just ‘magic’ in order to differentiate.”
Cale looked at the map.
The three continents of the Xiaolen World… Most of it was dyed black. The ocean was dyed black as well.
To be more specific, 81.29 percent of it was black as the world informed Cale earlier.
There was less than 20 percent that was maintaining its original color.
“Magic is still surviving through the named mage families. It is a symbol of a family’s history and long-standing legitimacy.”
The Pope smiled awkwardly and continued to speak.
“Of course, magic is still used quite often, as 20 percent of the lands maintain their functions.”
“How did the world end up like this?”
The Pope stopped talking for a moment at Eruhaben’s question. She then let out a short sigh.
“…The land started to become dyed black about 300 years ago.”
“Mm.”
Choi Han groaned.
300 years.
That meant that the world was slowly taken over by dead mana starting quite a long time ago.
“The cause?”
The ancient Dragon calmly asked while observing Cale who seemed to be deep in thought. He also looked at the Beast named Sui Khan, who seemed to be just as deep in thought.
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FantasyAuthor: Yoo Ryeo Han When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from...
