In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

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Ophelia regained her senses, composed herself, and spoke:

"Ian, let's begin now."

"it is good."

Ophelia still had her own ideas.

She didn't completely believe Ian's statement that he "hadn't become a magician yet."

For various reasons, magicians often have this need to hide themselves.

From an ordinary person's perspective, this is a statement that is virtually impossible to detect.

but it is not the truth.

For some reason, magicians often pass down their skills through generations, forming large families.

However, not all magicians are able to fulfill their lifelong wish in their lifetime.

For this reason, they would "carve" the completed parts onto something that could be inherited, so that it could be passed on to their descendants for their convenience.

This is the magic mark—something that magicians cannot hide.

It is also an excellent way to determine whether someone is a magician.

Ophelia's hand glowed with blue light and then began to caress Ian's body.

It was an incredibly delicate touch.

She didn't want to miss any opportunity to trigger a reaction with the spell she used to detect the magic mark.

Ophelia stretched out her hands and ran them down the man's arm from the crook of his arm, past his armpit, chest, waist, and back.

These are places where magic markings are easily embedded, and they are often overlooked because they are not obvious enough.

However, at this moment it did not react to the magic spell in its hand.

So--

Let's continue with the testing.

Under Ian's gaze, Ophelia's hand continued to move downwards.

This time it's the abdomen, then the buttocks, then the thighs, knees, calves, and feet.

Still found nothing.

Is the check finished?

not at all.

Ophelia knew there was another place she deliberately avoided.

She looked towards the area between the man's legs.

Although under normal circumstances, it is virtually impossible to carve a magic mark in such a place.

But Ian in front of her always gave her the feeling that "nothing would be surprising if something happened to this guy."

I can't let myself get away with this.

There wasn't much explanation.

Ophelia sat down next to Ian, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the bamboo flute in the woods.

Ian certainly couldn't possibly remain unresponsive.

He frowned and looked at Ophelia beside him, clearly wanting an explanation from her.

The top student magician certainly understood this as well.

"Don't look at me like that."

“It’s a necessary measure, but I don’t want to do it.”

To be fair.

Ophelia realized that this was the first time she had ever touched a man's body.

It was indeed a very wonderful feeling.

The skin, so small, gradually lost its softness as her fingers moved in and out, turning into something like asphalt.

With a sweep of the fingertips, they spread out to form a road, slowly extending outwards.

A unique sense of satisfaction, like the score on the knowledge questionnaire of the clock tower, awaited her at the end—a testament to the top student's proving that her fingers were not dull.

If you gently press the bamboo flute, it will create a slight swaying sound, as if the tree wants to be still but the wind won't stop.

At this moment, the bamboo flute in the forest is held in the palm of one's hand, as if one could witness the sound of a clear spring flowing if one wished.

Ophelia found herself somewhat greedy for this feeling—after all, when she became part of a magician's family, she was destined to be excluded from such things.

Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, this turbid beauty that should have disappeared has been rediscovered.

It's quite ironic.

but--

It seems more interesting than I imagined.

"By the way, Miss Ophelia—"

"Isn't it over yet?"

"Isn't this going to be a bit too long?"

Ian's questioning pulled Ophelia back a few steps from her reflections on the past.

Her face flushed slightly as she spoke:

"Hmm... the first step is indeed over."

"But there's a second step, don't rush."

Ophelia was not lying.

She did take two steps—but didn't say what those two steps were.

After that encounter, Ophelia was certain that Ian was not lying.

He has no magical markings on his body, not even the relatively "cheap" branch mark—meaning he does not belong to any magician family.

As for the possibility of fighting alone, Ophelia believed that it was basically impossible.

After all, if someone truly possessed that ability, it would be impossible for them not to have joined any magician's organization.

That would be a terrible waste.

in this way--

We will then have to take the second step.

Ophelia whispered the incantation.

As the sound rang out, the magic trick she used to detect the device also changed.

Since the magic markings on the surface cannot be detected.

Let's move on to examining the deeper, more fundamental magic circuits.

This is the foundation that determines whether someone becomes a magician.

If we can detect the number, quality, and precision of the magic circuits in Ian's body, we can also determine how far he is from being a true magician.

After all, there are indeed people in this world who could have become magicians but didn't, and people who shouldn't have become magicians but did.

The root of this fallacy is often extremely complex.

Therefore, only by testing the most direct and obvious magic circuit can we get a clear understanding.

Speaking of which——

Ophelia looked at Ian in front of her.

If someone is exceptionally recruited by Chaldea as a Master candidate before becoming a magus, they must possess extraordinary magical talent.

She was ready to face the magical circuits that would leave her utterly astonished.

However, in this process...

Let's also play around with that bamboo flute that goes back and forth—after all, the magic circuit is connected to the whole body, and the parts to be detected are entirely up to me.

I might never have the chance to experience such a perverse pleasure again before I die.

however--

Things turned out completely differently from Ophelia's expectations.

Just as she was getting into the swing of things and playing the bamboo flute back and forth, the magic circuit test was completed.

But the result is...

No.

Ian has no magic circuits.

This means that he is very far removed from the concept of a magician.

But in this way—

How did he unleash the sword magic before?

Not right.

This isn't right.