Thank you so much!
However, since the other party has said so, and after confirming several times that there is no immediate danger in the surrounding area, I decided to make use of this time to do some of my own research.
I had been pondering the technique of controlling magic threads on the way here, and after successfully arriving in the city, I tried to study it in more depth, but unfortunately, I made little progress. Even after consulting with Yao, an expert in this field, I was still unable to figure it out. For Yao, learning to precisely control the puppet's actions was as natural and simple as eating and breathing for an ordinary person. She often issued the corresponding commands without even realizing that she was doing them.
After becoming an authority, there's even less need for thought. That thing is something at the extreme of another realm, and even those at the top have never been able to explain the principles that make it possible.
But Yao also gave me another perspective.
According to her, in her early years, she had considered exploring how to manipulate and control the puppets' threads more precisely. At that time, she had only recently acquired this ability through a fortuitous encounter, and the number of puppets she could control with ease was limited. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't improve, as if she had hit a bottleneck. A larger number of puppets not only failed to perfectly fulfill their intended purpose but also easily caused chaos, leading to a series of problems and accidents.
The turning point came one day when, while pondering a solution and helping others portion out meals, a sudden inspiration struck her: if meals could be portioned out and delivered to the right people, what about the instructions that needed to be conveyed? Couldn't that be done too?
The conclusion is that it is possible.
It was as if it were conveying the self-evident message that "you should breathe through your nose," leaving me stunned for a moment before expressing my utter shock and incomprehension.
Such imaginative experimental associations are too advanced for ordinary people like me. Even if there are vivid examples that defy common sense, they are still difficult to apply.
...And one day I will definitely take her head apart and examine its structure.
Okay, that's what they say... Although I still failed many times in a row, I've made some progress compared to before. At least when imagining packaging the flames and threads separately, I can keep the magic threads from reacting for a period of time. Increasing the speed of passage, as Miyuki suggested, can achieve the same effect.
After all, multitasking is a basic skill for everyone embarking on the path of a mage, and now it's just a matter of being a little more distracted, which is not a difficult problem.
However, what I pursue is stability and continuity.
In other words, I need to slow down.
But it's really difficult.
The extra magic added by the packaging can only maintain its independent nature for a short period of time. Even without distraction, it will soon fall into a state of assimilation, ultimately leading to failure.
Although I wondered if there was something wrong with my approach, I had at least taken a small step closer to my goal. Bumping into every obstacle along the way is a way to find the right escape route in a maze, isn't it?
Just as I was about to repeat the experiment, I noticed some unusual reactions appearing at the edge of my senses.
At the same time, Shen Xue, who had been maintaining a vigilant posture, suddenly turned her gaze to that direction, lowered her body, and showed a solemn expression.
It was as if a foul wind was rushing towards me from behind a nearby mound. At first, it was extremely faint, but upon closer inspection, I could quickly distinguish it clearly from the surrounding atmosphere.
"You noticed it too, didn't you?"
[Frost Sword] murmured softly, as if afraid of disturbing something hidden deep in the woods.
Her long, icy-white hair moved without wind, and a chilling aura began to spread from her feet, her breath condensing into a faint white mist in the air.
"Yes, it's quite a big 'surprise'."
I also lowered my voice and quietly replied, while simultaneously focusing my senses to confirm the other person's information from all angles without disturbing them as much as possible.
The enormous beast had a dark mane, its forepaws crossed and resting under its jaws. Its broad wings were casually spread on either side of its slender, powerful body, and limbs hung from its black feathers. Its protruding canines and claws were stained with glaring blood. Behind it, its long, slender tail stood erect like a snake, warily scanning its surroundings, seemingly unaware of our presence.
“It’s a [chimera],” I said. “Of course, people more often call it a [chimera].
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