Hearing Yuri's explanation, Norma's originally frowning brows gradually relaxed, and then she began to scan Yen Naifa with her eyes. I wonder if it was an illusion, Yen Naifa always felt an inexplicable light on the other party's eyes.

"Your body is not suitable for using magic. Strictly speaking, it should not be necessary to use magic." After scanning, a look of enlightenment appeared in Norma's eyes.

Just now, she used magic to detect and scan Yennefa's entire body. After the inspection, Norma found a relatively surprising information.

That is, Yennefa's body cannot perfectly withstand the side effects of magic.

As mentioned before, Yenafi's magic source mainly relies on absorbing the chaotic energy in the air. She herself can store and release magic like a magic container, but this involves a problem, that is, the chaotic energy is too uncontrollable. Although the warlock relies on it to gain powerful power, it is inevitable that they will also cause certain damage to the container.

"How is this possible? Most of the warlocks in our world are like this..." Yenfa exclaimed in disbelief after hearing Norma's explanation.

"Being able to sense magic does not mean that you can use it reasonably, especially on large-scale storage and use like you. A real mage should guide a trace of external magic into the body, and then trigger your own origin and continuously generate your own magic.

But you just ask for it from the outside world without any scruples. The magic attributes of the outside world are too messy. Although they give you strength, they will inevitably have to pay a price. You are already lucky. At least you have control over it well. If the magic power exceeds the limit, your body will not be able to bear the consequences of the magic power exhaustion, because you do not have your own source of Dharma."

Norma looked at Yennefa's surprised look, and his eyes showed disgust without any concealment. If she were in such a situation as her, she would not have looked at her directly.

Magic is a mysterious and mysterious thing. A real mage will never easily use external power, because magic has its own attributes, just like natural elements, wind, fire, lightning, water, wood and spiritual magic, all have different differences. If you rashly print these magic into your body, it may not only not help, but will trigger a magic riot in your body.

But then again, the magic attributes in this woman's body are really strange.

Norma raised his hand slightly, and then all the magic energy surged out of Yennafi's body and came to her palm.

"You mean...we are all wrong?" Yennafa felt a little unacceptable at this time. She had learned these things since she entered Aritusa. Now, someone suddenly stood in front of her and told herself that all the magical knowledge she had learned was wrong, which made it difficult for her to accept for a while.

"Although the magic attribute is very complex, it is well balanced and there is no obvious conflict, so you don't have that big sequelae when you use it. It's interesting. This is the first time I have seen this magic."

Norma looked back and forth at the magic ball in her hand, with an unexpected look in her eyes. She didn't expect that the magic power in the other party's world was so soft, but this could also explain why the other party could still jump around so unbridledly.

This kind of attributeless magic can indeed be used as a temporary rechargeable substitute to a certain extent.

"Although the power is soft, it will also have some side effects for you, because magic will transform your body until your body can be fully suitable for its existence. So as long as you continue to use magic, your body will never be able to return to what it used to be, unless..."

Norma looked at Yennefa, his lips raised slightly, deliberately keeping him indifferent.

"Unless what?" Listening to Norma's explanation, Yennefa's body swayed slightly. She didn't expect that the magic that was blocking her wish would be given to her second life.

Now she is like a small boat in the sea. Maybe a slightly larger wave can overturn her, and Norma is like a lighthouse on the sea that can point her the right path. Faced with this opportunity, she doesn't want to give up!

"It seems you still can't bear to let go of magic." Hearing Yennefa's eagerness inquiry, Norma's face looked very disdainful, but she didn't say much sarcastic words about Yennefa's choice, "Unless you use other methods to transform your body so that your body can withstand the impact of magic in a complete state."

If you want to restore your body to its original state, you either eliminate the inflow of magic or transform Yennafi's body into a place suitable for magic retention. Of course, there is actually another way, that is, use the Eternal Snake Ring or the Hot Stone to change the magic attributes.

However, Feishu will most likely not agree to this last choice, so Norma is too lazy to tell the two of them.

"What should I do?" Ye Naifa said in a silence for a while.

"There are many ways to transform the body, but the most direct way is to change the race. As far as I know, demons or elves are very affinity for magic. Your body has an elf bloodline, which is why you use magic so smoothly. However, although you have the bloodline of elves, your body structure is still closer to humans.

If you completely turn your body into an elf, then you will probably not have this problem again. Of course, if you don’t want to, the demons can do it, but apart from the succubus, the appearance of other demons is not very comfortable."

Norma picked up a glass bottle and carefully put the magic ball in his hand in it, but his mouth was still talking.

"Is there no other way?" Geralt was a little unable to accept this fact.

"... Actually, there is another way, but I don't think you will succeed." Seeing Geralt's firm eyes, Norma sighed.

"Tell me, I will do it no matter how difficult it is!" Geralt said enthusiastically.

"In our world, there are ten levels of magic. Every time one level is crossed, the power of magic will increase several times. However, above the tenth level magic, there is actually a magic level called super magic. They are powerful and require a very long chanting time for each release.

There is a very alternative magic in the super magic called making a wish to the stars. It is rumored that it can realize many wishes. If this magic is used, it is not impossible to recover."

Norma looked at Geralt and Yennefa, and a look of mockery flashed in his eyes. For them, let alone super magic, no one can do anything above the eighth level or above magic except Nasarick.

"Make a wish to the stars?" After Geralt heard Norma's words, the topic he had talked to Gazeff suddenly flashed through his mind.

Gerjeff seemed to have talked about this magic. The Magic King used this magic to resurrect a group of people who had been cut into pieces.

"But I would like to remind you in a friendly manner. I just said that it is possible, because the magic structure of making wishes to the stars is very complicated, and it is difficult for ordinary people to grasp the rules. Even if you find someone who can release this magic, it does not mean that you can make the right wish, so I advise you to give up."

Norma saw Geralt's moving eyes and immediately dissuaded.

"But there is still hope, isn't it?" Geralt said after hearing Norma's explanation.

"Yes, but there is no hope." Norma nodded.

After Norma finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into death. Yennefa and Geralt lowered their heads and thought about the words just now.

After a moment of silence, Geralt and Nefa, the frontale suddenly looked up together as if they were in a sympathy. At the moment when their eyes met, Geralt immediately said:

"I'll go find the Sorcerer King!"

"Geralt...no need." But just as Geralt was about to turn around and leave, Yennefa suddenly grabbed him.

Looking at Yennefa, who was holding his arm tightly, Geralt's eyes flashed with an unknown look.

"I just thought about it. Maybe this is the price for me to be reborn. This world is fair. Magic has brought me reborn, but it also brought me bad luck. Maybe all of this is the arrangement of fate. If I insist on it, the consequences may be as terrifying as violating the law of accident."

When Norma just talked about the special magic of making wishes to the stars, Yennefa somehow suddenly remembered the so-called law of accident.

Although the two are different, they have the same effect, and are essentially transactions with fate.

If I really use this magic, will fate really help me, a woman who tries to violate its will?

Listening to Yennefa's words, Geralt couldn't help but be surprised. In his perception, Yennefa's personality has always been very strong and stubborn. Many times, even if he knows that what he does may be wrong, he will do it without hesitation.

"Yennafa, have you really thought about it?" Geralt's palm gently stroked Yennafa's face, and his amber pupils showed pity.

"I tried to resist fate, but the result was that I was covered in bruises. Now fate once again gave me a choice, either to give up magic or to give up my right as a mother. I once thought that if there was such a day, I would definitely give up magic without hesitation in exchange for my qualification to become a mother.

But when the choice was really in front of me, I hesitated. Maybe I was not as strong as I expected, or I had never thought of making a choice. I had despised those greedy guys in the Warlock Brotherhood without any concealment, but now I seem to have become like this. I want magic and I want to be a mother..."

Yennifar looked at Geralt, and tears began to appear in the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!