Now, in the desolate and scorching wilderness, clusters of orange-red flowers bloom.
With a diameter of about a hundred meters and a height of several tens of meters, these orange-red flowers do not bloom all at once but in a clear sequence.
If there were birds flying by, they would surely notice that before these giant fiery flowers bloom, a small black dot often appears on the ground.
After the black dot pauses for a moment, the massive fiery flower cluster blooms.
If one had to find something to describe such a scene, a bomber dropping bombs would undoubtedly be the most fitting, except the explosions occur at a slower frequency, and each explosion covers a slightly larger area.
The instigator of all this is, of course, Fia, who is wandering alone in the wilderness.
As for why she can release fiery flowers one by one, it is the result of her continuous attempts.
After experiencing a disaster an hour ago that could be described as a nuclear explosion, Fia, thinking that there was no one around anyway, decided to try as much as she wanted to see what made the difference between facing the knight commander and releasing magic from a distance.
She realized during the third magic release that the key lay in her level of concentration.
The first time she faced the knight commander, she released magic in a hurry, resulting in a small coverage area and no terrifying silver nebula.
However, an hour ago, when she released magic, her concentration was very high, which caused the magic to differ.
Essentially, they are the same magic, just with different power levels.
This is the conclusion Fia reached as she walked and bombarded along the way.
“It’s completely different from what’s depicted in stories.”
In stories with magical settings, there are usually precautions like “magic must be chanted” or “a magic medium like a wand, magic ball, or magic book must be held.” But now, using magic requires neither chanting nor a medium like a wand; just a thought can make magic explode at a designated location.
Although she only has fire magic so far, and the casting distance is limited, it’s enough to save her life.
While setting explosion targets—like bushes and small rocks—Fia waved her hand lightly.
At first glance, she looks very disheveled, with sand stuck to her face, and her already tattered ceremonial dress has turned into a makeshift bandage outfit due to her rapid running.
But Fia feels only joy in her heart, mastering something new that she has never encountered before, especially something like magic that only exists in fantasy, makes her feel particularly lighthearted.
Even though she still doesn’t understand why she can release magic or the principles behind it, it doesn’t stop her from humming as she walks.
Of course, to an outsider, a little girl creating large-scale explosions along the way and running and jumping with ease would be a disaster.
“But speaking of which, since it’s magic, there should be something like magic power.
I don’t feel the presence of magic power at all.
Could it be that people in this world don’t need magic power to use magic?” Except for feeling slightly dizzy when releasing that terrifyingly powerful nuclear explosion magic, she doesn’t feel dizzy at all at other times, as if her magic power is endless and inexhaustible.
While speaking, Fia once again set the next explosion five hundred meters away.
Without summoning the silver nebula, she can set the explosion point as far as five hundred meters away.
Once it exceeds this distance, the silver nebula appears, planting a dazzling sun on the ground capable of creating lava and crystals.
Additionally, the maximum diameter of a regular firestorm is also five hundred meters, and the minimum can be controlled to just burn at her fingertips or become a palm-sized fireball to throw, which is quite convenient.
As for why she creates destruction while walking, the answer is to avoid getting lost and to familiarize herself with using this new toy called magic.
In the upcoming life in another world, she might have to rely on magic to make a living, so she must master it proficiently—perhaps she should prioritize finding a set of clothes to cover herself.
Honestly, if there were people around, Fia would have found a place to hide herself long ago.
Walking around in a bandage outfit is quite embarrassing.
Moreover, due to her good upbringing, Fia is too embarrassed to lower her head to check if there are little bear patterns on her underwear, making it difficult for her to move her gaze freely.
“Sigh, I wonder when I can get out of here—hmm?” Before she finished speaking, Fia froze in place.
Not far from her, a tilted small house appeared in front of her.
Due to severe weathering, half of the wooden house’s roof had collapsed, as if it could turn into ruins at any moment.
“There’s actually a small house in a place like this? Am I seeing things!?” Her voice filled with surprise, Fia dispersed the fireball she was about to detonate and ran towards the small house in a few quick steps.
Of course, this time Fia deliberately controlled her speed.
During the race with the nuclear explosion shockwave earlier, Fia noticed that her speed was unbelievably fast, to the point of causing a sonic boom.
If she ran towards the small house at full speed, the small house with half its roof collapsed would definitely turn into fragments in an instant.
In just a few breaths, Fia, moving at the speed of a cheetah, arrived in front of the wooden house.
As Fia saw from a distance, the wooden house was extremely dilapidated.
The wooden door had long disappeared, leaving only severely weathered walls and a door frame.
Inside, there were scattered stones and wood chips everywhere, except for a skeleton curled up in the corner, a thing that should be a bed, and a table.
Either a traveler who had the same experience as her or the owner of the house who lived in seclusion here, Fia guessed, because of the lack of water sources or drastic changes in the surrounding environment, they could only wait to die here.
“Sorry, I’ll help you get a proper burial later, consider it a fair trade.”
With her young hands clasped together, Fia bowed slightly to the skeleton in the corner.
Then, she began to search for usable items in the house.
Not only the drawers and under the bed but also the pockets on the skeleton’s clothes.
Although this is very disrespectful to the dead, preserving the life of the living is more important than respecting the dead.
As for not being afraid of seeing the skeleton, Fia guessed that either she had seen many dead people before, or magic had secretly enhanced her mental resistance.
In any case, she didn’t feel a trace of fear when she saw the skeleton.
If it were a normal girl, she would have screamed and run away.
“In the end, it’s just these.
I didn’t find water or food, well, that’s to be expected.
If there were water and food, he wouldn’t have waited to die here.”
The skeleton left her with only a book, a severely weathered map, and a silver dagger inlaid with gemstones.
Additionally, Fia found a hooded cloak in the drawer, which had excellent sun and wind protection, just enough to cover the parts her bandage outfit couldn’t.
“Witch’s Secret History? Strange book title, cough cough.”
Due to the dust accumulated on the book, Fia couldn’t help but cough violently while flipping through it.
She waved her hand to disperse the dust and read in the dim light.
“History of the Holy Kingdom of Milcandis? Oh oh! I can read the language of this other world normally.
This should be a book introducing the world’s history.
I’ll read it on the road later; the map is more important.
Although it’s severely weathered, fortunately, the key parts are intact.
Let me see.
These yellowish-brown areas should be the desert, and the triangular area… could it be the small house I’m in now? Then I’m quite close to a human city, aren’t I?” Although the scale of the map had weathered away, just from the distance on the map, it was clear that a human town was not far away, and the human town was situated in a green ocean different from the desert’s yellowish-brown markings, which should indicate a forest.
A forest means wild fruits, wild animals, and water sources.
She is finally about to leave the desert.
Hooray for the city! A flame of hope ignited in Fia’s heart.
She once again bowed deeply to the skeleton curled up in the corner of the wall, then slowly exited the wooden house.
“Although you couldn’t leave the wooden house, I will inherit your will and walk out of this desert for you.
Rest in peace, there will be a place for you in heaven.”
After reaching a safe distance, Fia took a deep breath, slowly raised her right hand, and aimed her palm at the wooden house.
As a pillar of fire shot up into the sky, the wooden house completely disappeared into the vast desert.
In the midst of it all, Fia seemed to hear someone thanking her, but since there was no one around, she quickly forgot about it.
