Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer - Chapter 708 What it means to be a master

Chapter 708 What it means to be a master

[Eon’s POV: ]

On the arena ground where all the competition rounds had taken place since the beginning of the annual competition of the principality, a miraculous event that rarely takes place every few decades was unfolding at the moment.

Miss Mia, one of the twelve prodigies that the world had their eye on, was in the spotlight right now, and I mean it literally.

[[ “Congrats darling. Your student is now a master and you are a teacher of a master, lol. Hehe.” ]]

Rein was giggling but, the scene that was unfolding before all of us was so special that she couldn’t help but look at it with stars in her eyes.

She liked seeing this even though she had seen the happening of this process many times throughout her life. Once when she was with me as well.

‘She saw me become a grandmaster enchanter three months ago, and we were alone at that time, in the middle of nowhere, in a barren field with practically nothing on it. And she has seen a few others getting acknowledged as a master by the world.’

Still, she has this super impressed look every time she sees this special scene. The scene of the birth of a master…

“To see someone so young being acknowledged as a master by the world… just how gifted one has to be to achieve something so phenomenal?”

Someone whispered while the spotlight on Miss Mia was intensifying and her body was starting to glow with a unique kind of silver light.

And, whoever this person may be, what they had said out loud must have been the very thing on many of the minds present in this balcony.

“Having talent or being gifted does not make someone a master, Lord Kwan.” Master Maverick spoke up as a response to that voice, and following his voice, Lady Carolina added behind him.

“That’s right. A master is a unique ‘title’ given only to those who truly deserve to be called one. However, I guess most of the people here wouldn’t know what it means to be a master, correct?”

Her voice was as powerful as ever. And just listening to it made all of the people present here quite down.

‘And while this was happening, the wonder of nature was intensifying.’

At first, Miss Mia was graced with a light from the heavens, or the higher skies. A light that was proof of acknowledgment of the world and this nature.

‘Then, the light slowly intensified and the skies above her became the only light that was coming down from the clouded skies.’

The light slowly intensified, her body started glowing, silver particles started coming out of her body, and then… beneath her feet, flowers started growing up rapidly.

‘Following this, as if to have received a blessing from the gods, Miss Mia opened her eyes that contained a unique kind of glow that only a few people on that ground possessed, a glow that was the badge of those who were called ‘masters’ of their crafts by the world.’

This process of one being acknowledged by the world and this light gracing them, this unique phenomenon is called (Entitlement). The process in which the person that is being acknowledged by the world receives a unique title by the world that grants a unique power similar to passive skills to the individual.

‘I personally possess more than twelve titles, some of which are one of a kind. However, even after having felt the ‘entitlement’ process, It is still not something I have managed to fully grasp just yet.’

It is just a special feeling that is difficult to put into simple words. Like, even after using the most specific words and vocabularies of all the languages I know, I would still fail to put this feeling into understandable words.

Still, if I had to put it into the simplest of the words, this process we call ‘entitlement’ is the same as receiving a blessing. Though by not a higher being, but by nature itself.

‘It is a special feeling and I cherish it every time I feel it, and I can feel from the expression she had right now, that Miss Mia was feeling that same kind of unfathomable feeling.’

She had a certain kind of expression that her house members and the two of us understood very clearly.

“What do you mean by that, malady?”

“To be a master is to have mastered one’s craft, isn’t that correct?”

“Well, we can say that’s the meaning of master or more specifically, the title of a master of a field. Something not just anyone could get-”

“No.”

“That is not what it means to be a master, everyone.”

First Lady Char cut him midway, and then Lord Justin shocked his head at them while saying that.

The two of them understood very well what it actually meant to be a master since one was a grandmaster herself and the other was the lord of the family that had many masters, grandmasters, as well as transcendent people in their family..

They knew what it meant to receive this title, and they knew what it was like to be acknowledged by teh world that they lived in, the nature that was the one and only true omnipresent-omniscient existence.

“To be a master is much different from what the common folks understand, and not exactly something that everyone could understand as well.”

“Right. Oh! How about master Axion tell us what he understands about this? You must understand what it means to be a master since your mother is the master of her field, your grandparents have been the leading masters of their fields at one point in time, and your father is the current leading face that is being recognised by many of the world for his unique magical prowess.

You practically live among the masters, so, what do you think?

What does it mean to be a master?”

That as a question from Lady Carolina. And I had already expected this kind of a question from the moment she started talking about the masters.

And thanks to her, now, all the eyes were on me. Again.

“Haaaa…

Well, if I have to say, I would say to be a master, is to be a half written poem.”

I paused after saying that, and as I expected, including the four rulers of Lakmer, everyone else here had a baffled expression.

“A poem that is already attractive and good enough when it is half. One that is left unfinished by the creator for the others’ understanding. One that is not complete, and still, is so attractive that one who does not understand why it is unfinished, would never know the true endlessness it possesses.”

Only Rein was understanding what I was saying. And since this example went well with her occasional tendency to pen a poem out of nowhere, she liked how I put this complicated thing.

Which was enough for me.

“Well, I don’t expect everyone to understand what I mean by-”

“Brilliant.”

“Yes…”

“I couldn’t have put it better than that.”

“Neither could I.”

The four of them spoke one by one in a voice that sounded so astonished that the others present here were stunned how these four great rulers that were the centre of many circles could possibly show such personal expression in public like that.

‘And they weren’t even acting this time.’

My views on what it meant to be a master truly surprised all four of them.

“I should have recorded that… did someone record that? I wanna hear it again.” Said Master Maverick with a smile on his face.

“I did~!” And my Rein answered him immediately with a joyous smile on her pretty face.

“Haaa…”

The others could not understand what was happening with the four of them, and Rein, but they certainly understood one thing.

“Ohhh! I see. I seem to have had a wrong understanding of this concept. I will have to contemplate this topic later.”

“I did not understand what Master Axion meant fully, however, I will try my best to understand it.”

“An unfinished poem… what a beautiful thing indeed. Hmm. Hmm. I seems to have received a new enlightenment with this new perspective.”

No you didn’t you bastards.

Even the four of them didn’t actually understand what I meant by what I said.

‘They just admired how well I put that incomprehensible thing. But you people don’t even understand that.’

One could debate for hours on what it meant to be a ‘master’ in this specific context and they would still not reach any certain conclusion since what nature deems worthy of being called a master is beyond all of our mortal comprehension.

We could only speculate and tell what we believed was the true meaning behind this.

So, if these bullshitting people really believed anyone here was going to buy their bullshit, they can go home and rest for the day.

‘But, them aside…’

Miss Mia achieved what only those who possess an unparalleled knowledge about her craft, have year and years of experience, have talent backing up their experience, and those who have faced countless changes in their lives could achieve.

‘And she was still only twenty one.’

There was a long life ahead of her where everyone in the outside world would call her not by her name, but with a master prefix before the name she cherished so much.

She had put an enormous amount of effort, dedicated more than half of her life to Alchemy, and she had already gathered enough achievements to stand above some other masters… she should have gotten the title earlier with all that, but at the end, she only got it after creating something that was absurd to even think about.

A substance that could help someone brave enough to take it unlock their innate potential, something that naturally was not possible.

‘It was a miracle that she created that, and this miracle had to be acknowledged by the world.’

Ultimately…

She was a master now.

And, it will help her a great lot with the last round of the cometation that would start shortly after the judges declare their verdict.

‘It was obvious that they were going to pass this round since even the World had acknowledged their product in a way.’

What would mortal judges like them were to deny that eternal verdict?

‘They gave their all and they passed. And that much brings me more joy than anything else at the moment.’

They were my team.

And they were going to see the last light of the last round of this grand competition…