CHAPTER 10 EYE OF SOUL.
"book of soul?" garen Did not know the importance of the book, but just from the name he felt the book must be something powerful.
"yes the book of soul." the oldman once again said its name. "the book of soul is one of the most important artifact of sorcerers. It holds the language of erinl the language of soul and powerful sorcery at its core." the oldman brought out a black cloth and covered the eye on the book.
"hehehehe." the old man laughed mischievously. "you must have been overwhelmed by terror right? Hehehehe, that's nothing. The true book of soul would have draw out your soul from your body with just a glance from its eye. Though that is all hearsay, I have never seen the fabled book of soul."
The oldman placed his hands on the book covered by the cloth. "through this book, I will teach you erinl. though it won't be useful for you now or the nearest future since only truly powerful soul magic are driven by erinl. Using it for something else will draw your soul into the soul stream. I just want to prepare you for the future."
The oldman stood up and put back the book from where he took it and sat down back when he was done.
"what I will be teaching you for now is the fundamental of soul magic. Though not really useful in the later stage, it is impossible to not learn it." the oldman stopped and stretched his body for a while. He seems to enjoy leaving garen hanging. Finally when the boy couldn't take the wait any longer and what to speak out, the man beat him to it.
"hump, kids nowadays are all impatient. He can't even wait for my old bones to take a small rest." "ah" he sighed heavily. While I was his age I would get my teacher tea during lessons.
Garen swallowed his words. He knew what the devious oldman was hinting. He got up, went to the kitchen and prepare some tea for the oldman. When he was done he served it to the oldman while trying to look as happy as he could. (which he failed awfully at)
"ahhhhhh, now this life." the oldman let out a sigh as he took a sip from the teacup. "ah, it's truly good to take an apprentice. Ah my body just feel stiff all of a sudden, must be old age catching up on me. How nice would it be if someone could massage me."
Garen cursed the oldman under his breath. The bastard could easily tear a bear in two he thought. How can old age catch up on him. Though this was what he thought, he didn't let it show on his face and dutifully massaged the man's body.
The oldman let out a loud sigh "ahhhhhh, such a nice feeling. I haven't felt so good in ages." though garen was fuming, he kept on massaging the oldman.
"enough. Don't distract me further from our lesson." he said all this without a hint of embarrassment. Garen used everything he had to prevent himself from pointing at the Oldman's face and use every swear words he knows at him.
"As I was saying, the fundamental of soul magic is the eye of soul. We do not only unearth our own soul potential, we also unearth others. At the beginning stage of sorcery, most spells are powered by soul power. So sorcerers have to harvest others soul and use as a fuel for our magic." the oldman stopped for a while, seemingly wanting it to sink into Garens mind.
'but isn't that evil? Is the world not against it? Depriving the dead of their rest." the boy couldn't help but ask such questions after all it seems evil to him.
"hehehehe evil, though at first were considered evil. The gods and their worshipers. specifically Morgus the god of underworld. After all we were taking souls from him. But during this tough time, elphis raldint, the greatest sorcerer to ever live graced the world. He stumped down every opposition to our conduct and even went to the 18th layer of hell and fought morgue."
"what happened? Who won the fight?." Garen couldn't help but ask. It isn't everyday he gets to hear something like this.
"of course it is elphis the great. Morgue fell into deep sleep to recover from his injuries and the great sorcerer came out on top. Since then, we were no longer prosecuted. Just that you must not harvest the soul of a believer or else the churchs will hound you and no one will come to your aid." the oldman man mentioned his idol name, then gave the boy a stern warning and let it sink very well.
"OK well, what you are to learn is awakening the eye of soul. The eye of soul will grant you the power to see the souls of different beings and when trained to the maximum, directly hurt or even capture a living person soul." the oldman gave a brief description of the eye of soul and how it's used.
"bit I must warn you, the eye of soul must not be used anyhow. Should you view at the soul of someone far more powerful than you, the recoil from such person can directly destroy your soul." this was said sternly.
Garen couldn't help but note the amount of dangers associated with sorcery. It wasn't all bed or roses like he always assumed it to be.
"though sorcery is filled with danger, it also as the power you need. A power that will put you in control of your own life or death." the oldman easily dispelled his worry with this simple words.
"I shall lead you to your awakening. Don't worry if you can't awake it now. It mostly take time."