studiobondurri Chapter 110: True Runic Magic
Chapter 110: True Runic Magic
Chapter 110: True Runic Magic"Sigh... tell me, why did you ask that question?" Solareth asked, his tone unusually calm, yet tinged with curiosity and a trace of sorrow.
Hearing that, Ash slowly began to speak. He recounted everything—how Elysia had been gravely injured, how he had left the academy to
And even if Ash had some hidden motive, it was clear he didn’t possess enough power to be a threat.
More importantly, he carried the same kind of pain in his voice—the same weight that came from surviving an encounter with demons.
So, trusting his instincts, Solareth agreed.
He slowly extended his hands in front of him, fingers relaxed, and calmly whispered, "Ignite."
At that moment, the air shifted. A series of glowing, intricate symbols bloomed into existence—hovering gently in the space between his palms.
They shimmered like ancient glyphs, rotating and intertwining as if pulled by unseen threads. And then, without warning, a small flame erupted into life in Solareth’s hands.
It wasn’t just any fire—it was a delicate rainbow-colored flame, pulsing with a soft radiance, and powered by pure Aether.
Ash stared, awestruck, barely able to contain the gasp that surged in his chest.
This is it... this is exactly what I’ve been searching for. I knew it... this is the real thing. This is the true form of Runic Magic.
His heart beat faster with excitement. Unable to contain the rush of emotion, he quickly asked, "What kind of magic is this? Does it have a name?"
Solareth looked at the rainbow flame in his hands, then slowly shook his head.
"This magic... I learned it through the memories passed down in my bloodline. It didn’t come with a name. I don’t know who created it or where it originally came from. That part of the memory—it’s missing. Just... blank."
Ash’s thoughts spiraled.
Missing memories? Then... maybe my theory is right. Maybe there really was an ancient civilization—one that discovered and developed Runic Magic, spreading it across the world before vanishing.
If that’s the case, could the missing memories be a result of their destruction? Some kind of erasure?
He didn’t have enough evidence to say for sure, but he knew, he was getting closer to the truth.
Looking up at Solareth with a serious expression that quickly turned into an awkward smile as he asked,
"Can you teach me this magic? In exchange, I’ll become baby food for your kid like you said."
Solareth raised an eyebrow at Ash’s words, unsure if the boy had actually thought through what he just said or if he had finally lost it.
"You do understand what you just offered, right?" Solareth asked, his voice calm but definitely amused. "My son is teething. And he bites with love."
Ash stood there brimming with confidence, completely unfazed. "How bad could it be? I’ve died once when my head was blown off and survived countless injuries. A magical baby can’t possibly be worse than that."
Solareth’s lips curled into a knowing smile as he replied, "Well, it’s a bit late for introductions, but I suppose I should tell you—I am Solareth, the King of Unicorns."
He paused, eyes glinting with a mysterious light before adding with a strange, almost mischievous smile, "And if you’re confident enough to become my son’s next meal... well, that’s certainly impressive."