If you don't want to just drift through life, you have to go through time.

Xin Shiji, 25 years

Half a year has passed since they decided to go to the Demon King's Castle in the northern continent, and the three of them arrived in the Gurese Forest.

At this moment, Truman is engaged in a simulated battle with Philon.

It's time for class!

"Take this!"

Truman kept waving his magic wand.

Magic wands are generally the same height as a person, like those of Frillian and Philon; it seems that only those are considered mainstream.

However, small wooden sticks, sickles, or even hair can also be used as mediums for casting spells.

The advantages of a magic wand lie in its concealment and speed.

Even with Philon's outrageously fast attack speed, he couldn't keep up with Truman's high-speed chanting.

"Take this! Take this! Take this!"

Truman, like a musician, kept waving his magic wand, and countless spells rushed towards Philon from all directions, forcing Philon to raise defensive spells to block them.

She was gradually reaching her breaking point.

"No, no. Philon, you have to understand that, to put it bluntly, a mage's battle is a direct exchange of blows. Whether it's a normal attack spell or any other kind of magic, the basic logic is the same."

As Truman spoke, he released a few more waves.

Such a barrage of attacks would give anyone a headache, but he knew that Philon wouldn't be defeated by such ordinary attacks.

"But that doesn't mean you can only stand still and defend. As I said before, mages need to move around. You can't just be a simple turret. You need to seize the most opportune moment, unleash the most appropriate spell, and maximize your damage output."

Just like the two carries in MOBA games.

Despite the protection of the front line, when you are being aggressively attacked by the opponent, you cannot rely on the front line and must also protect yourself.

"Climbing trees and wading through water—isn't that what we trained for? Run, run!"

There was a bang.

Truman's magic struck Philon, creating a thick fog. A figure emerged from the fog, rolled over, and suddenly unleashed a spell at Truman, which rushed towards him with lightning speed.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless!

This is Philon's advantage.

Her shooting speed is frighteningly fast, and her accuracy is terrifyingly precise. The combination of these two factors makes her an outstanding marksman.

That's why Frilian didn't let Philon learn any other magic.

Because it can easily contaminate the database.

"good."

Truman casually erected a defensive spell, blocking the attack. Unlike Philon, who erected a vast barrier, he used only a small one, defending against the most crucial attack with minimal effort.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Philen had no intention of launching only one attack.

Rather, what we just heard was the clarion call for a counterattack.

As she ran, she rapidly unleashed attack spells, and what was most terrifying was her ability to adjust the angle of each spell, attacking from all directions so Truman couldn't predict her movements. The advantage of her high-frequency attacks was on full display at this moment.

"Unfortunately, high frequency is not a good thing."

Truman waved his magic wand, and a spherical barrier enveloped him, allowing magic to fall upon it.

Boom boom boom—

After the magic ended, Truman also removed the barrier and saw Philon, who was leaning on his magic wand and sitting on the lawn, panting heavily.

Her magic was exhausted.

"The tactics are still lacking. For example, during battle, don't just reduce all your magic power at once. Instead, use a combination of feints and real attacks to force the opponent to constantly deploy magic-intensive defensive barriers, or use more tricky angles to make the opponent busy and unable to defend themselves..."

Truman approached Philon, bent down, and extended his hand to her, smiling as he said, "But you've done very well, Philon."

"……yes."

Philon used the support to stand up.

Brushing the dust off her clothes, she said somewhat dejectedly, "I think it's because I lack sufficient offensive capabilities. If only I could learn more magic like Lady Frillian..."

"No, the result is the same. Listen carefully, Philon, the key to an attack is subtlety, not quantity. You might think that the more magic you know, the more countermeasures you have, but that's a misconception. Even Frilian only frequently uses a few powerful spells as her means of attack."

"is that so?"

"That's right."

Truman gave his approval.

Frillian knows a lot of magic, but many of it is actually unorthodox magic. Moreover, she enjoys the process more than collecting more magic.

"Furthermore, the lack of attack methods is not a problem; we can simply add more to what we already have."

"Add to this?"

"Just like a protagonist who can only make dumplings, bigger dumplings and dumplings with various attributes, Philon can modify ordinary attack magic."

"I don't think ordinary attack magic can penetrate defensive magic; in fact, it didn't have any effect just now, did it?"

While the main reason was that Philon didn't launch intermittent attacks—after all, defensive magic consumes a lot of mana and wouldn't last more than a few dozen seconds—a battle between mages could be decided in ten seconds, and failing to break through the defense would ultimately put one at a disadvantage.

Truman suddenly became very interested.

"I've come up with a good idea for this!"

"Excuse me, what is it?"

"Great power can create miracles!"

"...What are you talking about?"

"You see, every defense has a critical point, and this is usually set with an upper limit based on the user's magic power. So, as long as you break through that limit, isn't it enough?"

To put it so simply and bluntly is an insult to intelligence.

Everyone understands simple and easy-to-understand principles, but it is precisely because they are difficult to put into practice that we seek other methods, right?

"Master Truman..."

"Philan, don't be angry, the important part is coming up!"

Seeing that she was about to puff out her cheeks and evolve into a giant mushroom, Truman quickly explained, "The fundamental principle that miracles happen with great force is unchanging, but how to exert that great force is the question. Or it leads to a new question: how can we exert even greater force?"

"Sorry, I don't understand."

"Simply put, it's about making the magic spin!"

"Rotation?"

"That's right, when two substances with friction between them rotate together, energy is always transferred from the one with the higher angular velocity to the one with the lower angular velocity, regardless of the energy or linear velocity of the moving substances themselves. Furthermore, the two substances tend to be relatively stationary, which means they tend to have the same rotational angular velocity."

“…………”

"Simply put, magical rotation can increase penetration, like this!"

Truman felt that demonstrating in person might be better.

He stretched out his hand.

A ball of magic appeared in the palm of the hand, and then slowly began to rotate under control. Because it was an energy body, it was as mysterious and beautiful as a nebula.

"Let it rotate to increase its penetrability. Generally speaking, it can penetrate not only defensive magic, but even dragons. If we let it launch an all-around attack with even more firepower..."

A scene flashed through Truman's mind: the first time he saw Frilian use magic on the Black Horned Dragon—mysterious, beautiful, and full of danger.

That's right, that magic is called—

"Little comet..."

He muttered to himself.