I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 580

Chapter 38 Curse
Master Kaon gently adjusted the metal frame of his glasses, squinting his clouded old eyes, a sharp glint flashed within them as he spoke.
The young girl before him, whom he could not see through… However, without a doubt, there was not even a trace of magic power on her body, and even with a simplified magic gun and master-level design, pulling the trigger required exquisite magical attainments.
After all, this was merely an alternative staff, and without knowledge of magic, it was impossible to use.
Miss Verafia’s cheeks bore a faint smile. She could easily guess Master Kaon’s doubts. She picked up a yellowed yet blank piece of paper from the master craftsman’s table and gently asked the apprentice beside him for an ink pen.
The sound of rustling as writing appeared on the paper.
Master Kaon sneered and walked closer to the young girl. Suddenly, his gaze froze, and surprise appeared on his face.
The sharp nib, rubbing against the rough texture of the paper, produced a slightly sharp sound that, to everyone’s ears, was as captivating as a musical melody.
A line of beautiful text was softly written by her, like a short poem a happy beautiful girl might lightly inscribe with a quill pen under the sunlight. Master Kaon’s clouded eyes behind his spectacles suddenly narrowed:
“This is… a forbidden spell?”
The seemingly casual sentence written by the young girl, presented before his eyes, was filled with terror and majestic power, beyond its obscure and profound nature, as if it were a rapidly chanted incantation.
It was as if a terrifying flame of destruction fell from the sky, blooming before his eyes, burning the night, its residual light licking the burning earth—Kaon could not be mistaken. This was a forbidden spell, a curse that few could control except formages of Saint Rank!
Even more astonishingly, the young girl had briefly written it out and presented it before his eyes.
This was even more shocking than the young girl casually casting a forbidden spell: magic is knowledge, and many powerful mages, even those of Saint Rank, possessed the power of magic without understanding the knowledge of magic.
After all, for the vast majority of mages, it was enough to chant incantations to cast powerful magic… and while they knew how to cast spells, they could not truly write the words that represented the essence of magic.
Master Kaon did not understand magic. But he knew that for someone like the young girl to so easily write down a string of forbidden curses indicated that this seemingly young and frail girl possessed astonishing attainments in magic.
Seeing the master craftsman so shocked, Igger gently tugged the girl’s little hand: “Young Lady, what did you just write…”
“Ah… just a simple spell.”
Tilting her little face, Verafia flicked a strand of her hair and laughed cheerfully. She then briefly showed the rune she had just written to the young man: Igger was not proficient in magic, but with his True Sight Eye, he could naturally see its unusualness.
Verafia then tilted her golden eyes slightly, looking at the twitching corners of the master craftsman’s eyes, and stuck out her tongue, whispering, “However, this Master Kaon seems to think I’m a knowledgeable master… Hmm, this is just the ability of Goddess Princess.”
When she was Lothel, she had studied magic, but of course, it was nowhere near the level of world-destroying forbidden magic. As the Flame Goddess, Verafia did not need these techniques where humans imitated the authority of deities; with a mere gesture, the elements of flame would manifest attacks according to her will.
Of course, at this time, unable to command the elements of flame, her identity was still the Goddess of Blazing Flame, the “Princess” of Flame.
The slightest trace of any change in the blazing fire was perfectly clear in her eyes, far surpassing Igger’s True Sight Eye. Coupled with her experiences, writing this forbidden spell was not difficult.
Igger clicked his tongue. However, compared to being a magic master, this girl’s identity as Goddess Princess was even more unspeakable, wasn’t it?
Frowning, he rubbed the girl’s little head and his gaze swept over the yellowed paper she had written on. His sapphire eyes flashed, as if he saw something else, and he whispered into her ear:
“However, it seems that compared to ordinary spells, what you, Veer, wrote is somewhat different… like the flame you used before.”
Igger frowned and thought for a moment before finding a suitable analogy.
It was like the burning fire the girl, as a deity, ignited with her slender hand.
Verafia hadn’t expected this guy to have such good eyesight. Her golden eyes blinked slightly, and a gentle smile spread across her delicate face as she explained.
“Well, I’ve added some of the power of ‘Incineration,’ expressed in magical script.”
She still possessed the authority of flame. Although she could not manifest it now, she could use the greatest human invention of centuries, magical script, to imitate the concept of authority as much as possible and integrate it into the forbidden spell.
Around the young man and girl, besides the astonished Master Kaon, the red-haired young man Azer’s pupils contracted slightly, clearly showing his immense surprise.
Only Ophi covered her lips with her small hand and yawned listlessly. Her frost-blue eyes glanced briefly before quickly moving away to look at something that interested her in the workshop.
She knew the true identity of this golden-haired, white-dressed girl, so she was not surprised at all.
“Miss Verafia…”
Master Kaon’s voice, hoarse and deep, came out, now carrying a hint of respect compared to before: “To be able to write a forbidden spell, it’s no wonder you are a friend of the Count… Tell me, what kind of gun do you want me to craft for you?”
“Pfft… I’d like you to help me craft a magic gun with this spell.”
With a light smile on her face, Verafia’s golden eyes showed a cheerful expression. Verafia handed the note she had just written to Master Kaon.
After taking it, Kaon didn’t respond immediately. His clouded pupils behind his spectacles stared at her: “…You want me to craft it with this forbidden spell?”
“Yes. Do you have any problems, Master Kaon?”
Slightly tilting her delicate face, her golden eyes blinking, Verafia felt a bit inexplicable.
Otherwise, why would she specifically write out a forbidden magic spell? Was it just to show Master Kaon that her identity was not ordinary?
Such a thing, which only immature children would do to show off, would she ever do it?
The corner of her youthful lips curved slightly.
Crafting a firearm based on a magic incantation… this was the essence of a magic gun itself.
As for this forbidden magic, which she had named “Night Fire Meteor,” it was something she had considered for a while before deciding to prepare it for the magic gun she was about to craft.
Master Kaon merely gazed at her for a moment, his expression returning to a smile: “Of course, there’s no problem. Miss Verafia, please follow me.”
After speaking, Kaon called out to the surrounding apprentices and turned to leave.
Well… the subsequent matters would likely involve determining the weapon’s dimensions, style, and the like, similar to customizing a long sword or staff.
With a cute smile, Verafia’s face lit up with a gentle expression as she lifted her little face. She took Igger’s hand, having the young man accompany her.
A hint of hesitation suddenly appeared on her face. Looking at Master Kaon’s retreating back in the workshop, a trace of uncertainty colored the girl’s golden eyes.
… For some reason, she always had a feeling. She seemed to have forgotten something very important?