After giving Daimon a gaze, like saying “Don’t distract yourself in my class”, she continued with her lesson.
Daimon was rather amused by her attitude, she seemed to take her job as a teacher quite seriously, but that is something praise worthy, after losing the capacity to use magic she didn’t give up and instead put her all in research and investigation, to the point that she managed to understand the theory of “concepts”.
Something even the Greenwich Sage haven’t thought about, was discovered by a magicless girl which has problems in her daily life due to a wound in her magic core, Aliya was the perfect example of the saying “necessity brings out talent”.
Aliya looked in her storage ring before taking and then putting on some kind of gloves which let her fingers visible.
“These are called “mana sensing gloves”, and they are the next best option after the incredibly rare eye spells”, Aliya couldn’t help but steal a couple of gazes at Yvonne making her turn her face away as she feigned ignorance.
One of those times when Richard was drinking with Boris, his tongue slipped and he casually bragged about his granddaughter, because unlike him, Yvonne had that trait since her birth.
Her ability to see the mana flow of things wasn’t exactly an eye spell but something along the lines of pupils which were hyper sensible to mana, in any case, since that moment Aliya wanted Richard to help her in some of her experiments.
As an alchemist it would be a dream come true for her to be able to see the mana inside of the materials, as many things affect the quality of a potion, even the slightest detail might drastically increase or decrease the result.
Unfortunately for her Richard lacked the patience and seriousness needed to be an alchemist, so he always declined her invitation, but now that Yvonne is her student, she has been trying to find the opportunity to organize a “help your teacher brew a potion” class.
Normally magic equipment had a formation engraved so that the owner can inject mana into it, which works also as a safety measure, like the key of a car, but Aliya’s gloves were adapted to fit her condition.
She inserted a mana crystal in a slot on the back of each glove before placing her left hand on the chalkboard, the lines around the source of power of the gloves glowed for a couple of seconds, before something which Daimon could only describe as a 3D model was projected above her right hand.
Daimon’s eyes slightly widened, as he recognized the relative form of the thing projected by the gloves.
“Mana circuits… no, only living beings have mana circuits, but they are really similar”, he thought.
“These gloves have two levels of the same function, by using mana to produce small nearly undetectable vibrations, which at contact create an image of the physical structure of things, that is the first level, for the second one I need a volunteer, please come to the front of the class Daimon”.
“How is that a volunteer”, thought Daimon but he still stood up and walked towards the front of the classroom.
“Please uncover your arms”.
Daimon did as she asked and folded the sleeves of his jacket letting his well-toned arms in plain view.
Aliya then grabbed Daimon’s forearm with her hand before the gloves started doing their job.
“What a curious feeling”, thought Daimon, leaving aside the soft and nearly bordering zero strength grip of Aliya, as the gloves worked, he had a slightly ticklish sensation running through his arm.
That being said, the bracelet of the god of mischief properly blocked the effect of the gloves so that others could only see what Daimon wanted them to see.
After a couple of seconds, a projection of the inside of Daimon’s arm appeared for everyone to see, besides the bones which were clearly thicker than normal ones, there was also a detailed image of his muscles which were perfectly compacted and a blurry image of some mana circuits here and there.
Aliya tried to tighten her grip on Daimon’s arm but she noticed nothing happened.
“How is this muscular tissue… this feels like steel wires while also maintaining the flexibility of a muscle unlike the races which develop hard bodies like the lizardmen”, she thought.
At this point everyone supposed Daimon’s characteristics as a variant was his body, which could rival the one of a knight while he was a mage, but it was different knowing it and feeling it in first hand like Aliya was doing right now.
Aliya then remembered the scene when Daimon sent flying Leir Ascott with a single punch.
“No wonder the brat from the Ascott family was no match for him… with a body like this while being only in the first star mage realm, I seriously doubt anyone below the seven-star realm, be it mage or knight”.
“Ahem, miss Aliya?”.
Aliya was suddenly brought back to reality by Aisha’s voice, she then looked at her hands which were unconsciously moving all over Daimon’s arm as if she was massaging it.
Daimon thought she would feel shy or something along the lines, but instead of that, the way Aliya looked at him, was as if she had found some kind of rare mythical beast, the curiosity in her eyes was overflowing.
She only let go of his arm after inspecting the image projected by the glove for a couple more of seconds, but the result was unsatisfying, unfortunately the image created wasn’t too detailed nor exact and it couldn’t be amplified.
To be put in simple words it was like an inferior version of an anatomic ultrasound, but it was understandable, because the mana in the body interfered, that is also why the mana circuits were blurred and only the most external ones were slightly visible.
Even the mana sense of a half emperor which can fully scan the physical body of someone, isn’t capable of mapping the mana circuits in its own body let alone the bodies of others.
In the history of the stellar chart there were records of someone from1 the now tenth noble demon clan, the race called “evil eye” demons, which’s founder was able to see the mana circuits of members of his and other demon races.
And only that earned him the title of venerable demon alchemist, he was able to see the affectations caused by years of bad habits and create pills to specifically cure them, giving old tired demons who had nearly spent their potentials have another chance to advance and extend their lives.
That’s why the evil eye clan which’s surname is Arashiel, is rumored to be one of the three strongest families with the highest number of peak Arch ranks in the ten demon clans, because a lot of ancestors of other minor demon races swore their loyalty in exchange to be treated.
Then Aliya’s happy mood was interrupted by a sudden cracking noise, she slowly turned her face towards the back of her hands just to see the mana crystal which was working as the power source of the gloves shattering and falling to the ground.
Normally mana without any attribute has a light blue color and mana stones and crystals are the same, but the broken pieces of the mana crystal had turned lifeless gray while also becoming fragile as the pieces broke again as they touched the ground.
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Aliya was speechless, unlike mana stones, mana crystals which are used to power up formations and treasures from the Arch ranks, can replenish the energy stored inside of them after a long time inside a mana gathering formation, that way the crystal won’t disappear.
Of course, the quality of the crystal will suffer with each one of those cycles as it isn’t a naturally formed mana crystal, but that is a common practice among the lower ranked families to not go bankrupt.
Aliya felt her heart bleeding a bit, low ranked mana crystals are easy to get, the market and the mines are full of them, middle can be found with some work or connections, while high and the extremely rare peak quality ones are kept by the families that mine them, since some things like the most powerful defensive formations require a certain purity in the mana used to power them.
“What is your body made of… those were two new middle ranked quality mana crystals, and just to make a projection of an arm they broke”, she mumbled, but this only made her curiosity about towards Daimon to grow.
Daimon scratched the back of his head, the Aliya of right now reminded him of those guys who believed in aliens back at earth, she was looking at him as if he was some kind of unidentified magical creature.
“Ahem, here these ones should be of the same quality”, said Daimon as he handed Aliya a couple of mana crystals, he took out of his storage ring.
After accepting the crystals from Daimon, Aliya this time put low ranked ones on the gloves and then all the other students had their turn, there were others with different internal body structures but nothing as abnormal as Daimon.
For example, Leslie’s bones were thinner compared to even her cousins from bird races, something Yvonne immediately took advantage to tease her saying, “Even your bones are flat Leslie”.
Aisha’s body was also similar to Daimon’s but in a lower level, which was understandable considering she hasn’t light up her life spark yet to get the constitution her grimoire should give her.
“I will give my new eye skill a try with Aura”, thought Daimon remembering the mystery about her other form.
There was also another case, but this time it was “artificial”, when it was Michael’s turn, Aliya inspected his right leg, and the bones were definitely sturdier even though his constitution is slim, the reason was simple, his master made him run until his bones literally broke, before he used pills and potion to recover before repeating the process, it was a requirement for him to use his original movement spell.
Before anyone noticed the lesson ended, but as they were about to leave the classroom to eat together, two exalted voices came from outside.
“What the hell do you want here Kirik!”.
“Get… lost”.
Leslie and Liliana immediately stood up from their seats and ran towards the door, with somewhat worried expressions, those voices belonged to their mothers and the name Kirik was quite familiar for Leslie, since it was the name of her father.