Marvel Magic Case Files.

Chapter 4 The Ring of Vishanti

There's not much to say about the apprenticeship process. Salomon was very grateful to Mr. Ye for not disliking him because he had a foreign face. In the following years, due to the educational plan arranged by the Supreme Master, Salomon's daily schedule was Kamar-Taj - Hong Kong Temple - Boxing Gym - Hong Kong Temple - Kamar-Taj, and he had to get up at dawn every day.

Salomon got along best with the guardians of the Hong Kong Temple, and the reason was simple: taste. In their view, "foreigners" wouldn't eat offal, but Salomon could eat a whole bowl of it... You can't be a bad person if you can eat a lot, right?

Salomon was also quite impressed with himself for being able to restore his student-era sleep schedule. Since starting work, he would close his eyes as soon as he got off work, and then it would be dawn.

Young is so good.

However, for a body only a few years old, such a burden was still quite heavy. Fortunately, the power of the Ancient One was slowly taking effect, and Salomon grew taller, stronger, and more responsive than children his age. During this time, the Ancient One did not neglect Salomon's cultural education, and various language courses were taught in turn: Hebrew, Sanskrit, Greek, Old English, Celtic, and so on. These were all languages ​​that needed to be learned to read the grimoires, and Salomon bore a burden that should not have been placed on someone his age.

Salomon had seen the memories brought by the Holy Mark. When those archmages became apprentices, their lives consisted of copying scrolls and attending classes. But which mage tower taught melee combat? He had no intention of learning to fight like the magic warriors of the Inner Sea world, wielding a knife in one hand and magic in the other.

In addition, Baron Mordo granted Salomon citizenship... This forced him to evade British child rights agencies, as they were trying to find him an adoptive family and send him to school. It was said that they had already contacted an elderly woman to adopt him.

But Salomon didn't want this to happen. He had finally entered the magical world, and now he wanted to send me back to elementary school.

Fortunately, the Sorcerer Supreme adhered to the principle of "good enough is good enough." After Salomon underwent five years of close combat training, and when Salomon turned ten and even his older classmates in the gym could no longer defeat him, the Sorcerer Supreme began to arrange for Salomon to learn the magic of the Vishanti lineage of Kamar-Taj. Salomon had been waiting for this day for a long time; he was not satisfied with only being able to use magic tricks.

"I don't know if you should accept the test," the Ancient One said in the quiet room. "But you know how Kamar-Taj gained its magic... but you are different; you were born with magic."

Gu Yi didn't want Salomon to fall into the Vishanti's contract like she did. This model, where the sovereign provides magic to the spellcaster and the spellcaster acts as the sovereign's leader, could quickly improve the combat abilities of the Kamar-Taj mages, but in a more advanced situation, it would make them subject to the sovereign's control.

This is understandable, because even the Vishanti cannot control human desires. They are deeply worried about the emergence of a sorcerer who could bring disaster to Earth, so they can only nip the possibility of Kamar-Taj's power in the bud. The Ancient One, however, gained a small advantage because she was the first person to sign a contract with the Vishanti. The Vishanti were not too demanding in the contract, and she had a great deal of room to grow.

Therefore, the Ancient One specially prepared something for Salomon—she held a silver ring inlaid with a sapphire, which immediately caught his eye, not because of the gem, but because of the magic on it… just like Sauron's Ring…

"The problem is, even your innate magic cannot compare to the Vishanti's boundless energy... I can bear the first backlash from the Vishanti's magic for you, but besides this ring, there are two other rings that together are needed to completely control the Vishanti's magic." The Ancient One pushed the ring in front of Salomon. "But after that, you must face the trials alone."

"I will, Master." Salomon bowed his head and paid homage to the Sorcerer Supreme. Just as he bowed his head, a mark appeared on the Ancient One's forehead, but it quickly disappeared.

"Begin, put on this Heavenly Ring," said the Sorcerer Supreme. Salomon nodded, carefully lifting the ring between his thumb and forefinger.

There was nothing unusual, no burning sensation; everything seemed perfectly normal. Salomon then slipped the ring onto his right index finger. The ring, originally unsuitable for a child, automatically shrank in size, securing it firmly to Salomon's finger.

The Ancient One did not breathe a sigh of relief. She quickly reached out and opened the Mirror Dimension, covering Kamar-Taj, which was located on the mountainside, completely.

"Thief!" A loud noise came from the sky, and a huge tiger's head appeared in the void. The tiger's eyes emitted a blinding light, and under Hoggs's immense pressure, the Sorcerer Supreme's mirror dimension continued to develop cracks.

"Thief! Where are you?!"

The mark on the Ancient One's forehead was now fully visible, but no one except Salomon could see it. And under the protection of the Sorcerer Supreme, none of the wizards at Kamar-Taj detected Vishanti's wrath.

"teacher……"

Salomon was getting anxious. He didn't know what price the Ancient One would have to pay for this. Although the Ancient One had adopted him for her own reasons, the Sorcerer Supreme was still his teacher. The Ancient One didn't respond. Salomon saw the Sorcerer Supreme's sweat dripping down his face. He could only sit down and, following the basic teachings of Kamar-Taj, sit cross-legged and enter meditation.

He imagined ten different colored rings in a dark space. Salomon did not arrange the positions of the ten rings in any particular way, but simply arranged them in a certain order from low to high.

He imagined the first ring, which was also the lowest ring, and he imagined this ring emitting light. This was self-hypnosis, and also in order to unfold the stigmata.

In his imagination, the ring gradually emitted four colors of light: orange-yellow, olive, reddish-brown, and black (of course, black is colorless). Meanwhile, outside, a magical power rose from his body and finally condensed on the ring.

The Sorcerer Supreme gradually found that his pressure was beginning to lessen. This was not because Vishanti had extinguished his anger, but because Salomon was gradually taming the magic in the ring. The unique magical properties brought by the Stigmata were constantly resisting the high temperature brought by Vishanti's magic. If it weren't for the Stigmata, Salomon would have been roasted alive very soon.

Hoggs looked around but couldn't find the thief who had stolen the Vishanti's magic. He grew increasingly agitated. Even though he had become the Triune Vishanti, he was still essentially a big cat, a magical big cat. He had immense patience, and when he noticed the magical fluctuations in the ring gradually disappearing, he gave up the pursuit.

Anyway, there are still two rings left; the thief will show up sooner or later.

The Sorcerer Supreme opened his eyes wearily and looked at Salomon, who was awakening from meditation.

"How is it?" the Ancient One asked.

"I don't know, but... when I activated the first stigmata, the magic in the ring was tamed." In fact, Salomon was also a little confused. He activated the stigmata only to counteract the burning sensation brought by the ring, and he was also prepared for the memory shock that would follow—but that didn't happen. This time, he could browse those memories very gently, slowly chew on them, and absorb them, while his own magic suppressed the Vishanti's ring.

“It seems I was right, Salomon,” said the Sorcerer Supreme. “You do indeed possess the Ten Commandments.”

I need investment!

(End of this chapter)