Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 2: Fireball and Icebolt Magic

Ethan had a good sleep, and when he woke up the next day, the red moon had disappeared.

Even the gods were moved by his kindness and good deeds.

He pulled out a parchment book from under his pillow. On the cover was written "Fireball and Ice Arrow Magic Mechanics", which was his daily compulsory course.

Read, practice, and understand.

The parchment book only recorded the simplest elemental spells. The advantage was that even a layman like him who had never come into contact with elemental magic could understand it.

Today, he was finally able to advance his practice to the next stage.

When he first came into this world, Ethan had great ambitions and imagined himself reaching the pinnacle of life like the protagonist in a time-travel novel. However, reality once again dealt him a heavy blow.

He discovered that his magical talent was not ideal.

It took him a full week from the time he started reading "Fireball and Ice Arrow Magic" to the time he condensed a flame for the first time, and it took him two years to raise his proficiency to the maximum level. The only good news is that he is still young enough. At the current pace, he will only be in his early thirties when he finishes reading the whole book.

An ordinary elemental mage, possessing just enough power to protect himself, this is Ethan's vision for the future. He calls this the first ten-year plan.

There's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person.

Ethan turned the parchment book to the page after the fireball spell, leaned back on the bed and read with relish.

The parchment book mentioned that the heat of the fire element could effectively restrain dark creatures. However, in this world where the legal system was incomplete, evil gods were rampant, and the great nobles could easily decide the fate of the lower classes, it was inevitable to deal with people. The author of the parchment book mentioned that the ice element was particularly suitable for resolving disputes between people.

Ethan's goal is to become a hexagonal warrior with no blind spots, and the mini hexagon is also a hexagon.

"Frost Arrow - From Beginner to Mastery".

The author is the famous Mr. Anonymous. He put forward a very interesting point of view in the book. He believes that the resonance between magic and elements comes from "emotions". The more vivid and stronger the emotions, the easier it is to resonate with the elements. Compared with himself two years ago, Ethan is already a veteran. In the process of constantly practicing fireball, he vaguely grasped the essence of emotions.

The author believes that the nature of the fire element corresponds to brilliance, and they prefer ambitious people.

This was not easy for Ethan, because it was difficult for him to immediately think of the highlights of his life. When Ethan pondered, he traced back to a time in middle school when he ranked among the top five in his grade in an exam, but was ruthlessly rejected by the fire element.

The ice element is exactly the opposite of the fire element. The author believes that its essence corresponds to pain and lows.

Ethan felt that this was probably the main reason why one could only practice one spell at a time. The elements themselves had emotions and consciousness, and practicing multiple spells at the same time would be labeled as a scumbag by them, making it impossible to "have the best of both worlds."

He closed his eyes and felt the magic flowing through his body.

Now, he needs to look back on the coldest moment of his life.

Compared with the time when he practiced the fireball technique, a series of memories immediately emerged before his eyes.

Was it when he accidentally fell into the water while playing by the river as a child, or was he pushed into a snowdrift while on duty sweeping snow?

No, neither.

Ethan almost immediately selected the coldest moment from those memories. It was the end of summer. At the strong recommendation of his friend, he invested all the money he had saved for several years of hard work into the stock market.

"You only get one chance to take a gamble in your life."

He seemed to still be able to hear the devil's whisper, fantasizing that he was only one step away from financial freedom and that from now on he would no longer have to look at his boss's face.

Ethan imagined himself walking aimlessly on the crowded street. Although the temperature was over 20 degrees, he was shivering with cold. He wanted to climb up the tallest building in the city and fall down in the evening breeze.

When he opened his eyes again, he let out a deep breath of hot air.

A thin layer of frost spread from the bed to the window, forming a layer of ice flowers on it. The cold air condensed into a ball on the palm of his hand placed on his chest. At this moment, his emotions resonated with the ice element.

"It's over, it's going to be okay."

The ice elements seemed to be comforting him. If they had hands, they would probably pat his shoulder.

And a new skill suddenly appeared in his skill column. 『Frost Arrow (Basic): Proficiency: 1/45』

Ethan stared at the ice element hovering in his palm for a long time, and he felt that he should be happy.

After all, it only took one meditation to learn Frost Arrow, establish a close spiritual connection with the ice elements, and even receive their comfort.

But he couldn't laugh at all.

Could it be that a miserable man like him is actually a natural born ice mage?
It was clearly a happy event, but that voice full of humanistic care seemed to be another stab in his dusty heart.

“Boom boom, boom boom—”

The knock on the door interrupted Ethan's thoughts. He quickly dispersed the ice element in his palm and put the "Fireball Ice Arrow Magic Mechanics" back under the pillow. He wiped off the frost on the bed and sorted out his clothes.

The person outside the door introduced himself, "Ethan, I'm Sheriff Ivy, I want to discuss the werewolf case with you."

"coming!"

Ethan responded, put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

A slim figure in a black windbreaker was waiting at the door, with brown eyes under the golden monoculars. Ivy looked more like a private detective than a sheriff. In Ethan's opinion, a sheriff should wear light armor, have strong muscles, and always carry a sword. Just one glance at him could give people a full sense of security, instead of wearing a pair of high-heeled boots like Ivy, which looked unfavorable for combat.

When he saw the revolver at Ivy's waist, he could only sigh that times have changed.

However, what impressed Ethan most about this small town sheriff was the top of her head, where there was a small tuft of flexible golden hair. He always felt that this tuft of golden hair might have an independent personality and consciousness.

Just like now, Ivy's face was as expressionless as ever, but the golden hair on her head was shaking to greet him.

Ivy believes in the God of Truth. It is said that she is an outstanding graduate of the Enlightenment Academy and the only registered second-level transcendent in the town.

The God of Truth endowed her with a strong curiosity and keen observation, allowing her to more easily see through the essence of things, as well as... their weaknesses.

Ivy keenly observed Ethan's mental state at the moment and said, "I'm sorry, maybe I came at the wrong time, but this is related to the safety of the town, and I would like to ask you to answer some questions for me."

Ethan quickly calmed down and asked, "Something happened to the Hunter Team?"

"They were fine, in fact they did a great job hunting, except, they came back with this."

Ethan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ivy took out an object from the inside pocket of her clothes.

It was an exquisite leather collar with a rope attached to it, and she untied the collar in front of Ethan, revealing the strange runes written on the inside of the collar.

Ethan immediately became alert. "This looks like the writing used by followers of the evil god."

"That's what I'm worried about."

"Please come in."

After Ivy entered the room, Ethan immediately locked the door, closed the windows, and drew the curtains to cover the room. Ivy sat down at the table with a serious expression, playing with the leather collar thoughtfully. When the room was completely quiet, she explained, "The hunters found it from the werewolf remains."

She said, "I was going to put it in the evidence room, but...how should I put it? This may sound a little obscene, but I actually...wanted to wear it around my neck."

Ivy held the leather collar in her hand and played with it carefully, while Ethan was completely attracted by the tuft of golden hair on her head. He split into two "hands" and covered his "eyes" with his hands, looking like he was beating his chest and stamping his feet.

This child is becoming more and more unbearable!

Ethan felt that the tuft of golden hair expressed this emotion.

"Ethan?"

Ivy's call interrupted his thoughts, "You are the person with the most profound knowledge of the occult in this town, so I want to know your opinion, is it possible for werewolves to be domesticated?"

(Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. The beginning of this book was not smooth. I revised many versions and overturned many of the original settings and story development methods. During this period, I was a little confused about what I was writing, but I finally adjusted it. The new book period is very important. I also hope that all readers can support and read it. I hope to present a story that you will like!)

(During the new book period, two chapters will be updated daily. Except for today, two chapters will be updated every morning. Due to the recommendation issues during the new book period, it is not appropriate to update too quickly. The accumulated explosive updates will be made in the month when the book is put on the shelves!)
(End of this chapter)