The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 39

The next day, I spent from morning until evening grappling with the box again. On the third day, I finally felt like I was beginning to understand the trick.

Carefully, I began channeling magic from the tip of my pinky finger, rotating the flow in a smooth circuit through my ring finger, middle finger, and index finger. Maintaining a steady, fine stream of magic, I touched the glowing seams of the box with each finger in turn. Suddenly, the box opened with a satisfying click.

After all the time I had spent struggling, it felt surprisingly simple once I managed to open it.

“Impressive, Marloa. That was quick,” Yele praised.

The box, as it turned out, was designed to respond to consistent, weak magical flows applied from various angles. Fars, being more inclined toward brute-force magic, was having a much harder time.

“Marloa, you’re ready for the next step,” Yele said, handing me a thin booklet. “Memorize all the magic circles in this book and practice drawing them perfectly.”

The booklet wasn’t thick, so memorizing the patterns didn’t seem too challenging. However, drawing the intricate circles accurately was another matter—it was clear this would require a great deal of practice.

Thus began a week of relentless memorization and painstaking practice, recreating magic circles with precision.

Three days later, Fars finally managed to open his box. He looked utterly drained, clearly worn out by the repetitive task, but relieved to move on at last.

Now, both of us were diligently practicing the art of drawing magic circles together.

Yele explained that for someone like me, with limited magical capacity, magic circles served as crucial aids, enhancing spells and improving their efficiency. Mastering them was vital for me.
As for Fars, while his magic capacity didn’t require the same reliance on circles, Yele stressed that aspiring knight commanders needed a solid understanding of magical theory, including magic circles.

And so, we continued, meticulously drawing circle after circle, committing their details to memory one careful stroke at a time.