Morning.
The Dining Room of the Guest House.
Noel had gotten up early and was already having breakfast. A newspaper lay open on the table in front of him.
Bold letters caught his eye:
"The Fairy Queen Destroys Half a City."
Just from the headline alone, the message was overwhelming—Erza had destroyed half a city...
"What's wrong, Mr. Noel?" Wendy asked, noticing Noel's mouth hanging open in shock.
Noel's brow twisted into a deep frown. Half a city destroyed… how many complaint letters will the guild get this time…?
"It's nothing. Just an issue from the guild," he said, brushing it off casually.
"Then you should go deal with it quickly!" Wendy said with concern.
"Yes, yes! Don't let it drag out," Carla added while sipping her milk.
"Wendy, did you forget? We made a promise—weren't we going to train in wind magic today?"
"Is it really okay to ignore the guild's situation?" Wendy asked hesitantly.
"That's Erza's problem. I trust she'll handle it just fine."
After all, in Erza's world, clients were always kind, and enemies were always easy to deal with. That's just the kind of charismatic person she was...
Only then did Wendy relax. "But I'm not very gifted... I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."
"No worries. You have to believe in yourself. Just have a little confidence!" Noel encouraged her.
Wendy was a diligent and gentle girl. Noel was certain she could learn wind magic without any problems.
After breakfast, the two headed out to begin their training. Just outside the guest house was a wide, open area.
It was a perfect location for wind magic training. The wind element here was abundant—even a beginner could draw from it quite easily.
Carla, still uneasy, tagged along to observe. You could even say she was acting like an assistant instructor.
"I'll demonstrate first," Noel said.
"Feel the wind around you—use your heart to connect with the wind element."
Green particles of light began to appear, drawn toward Noel. They slowly gathered in his hand.
Then, as Noel shifted his intent, the green light transformed—condensing into a green orb.
The orb then began to morph into various shapes.
"That's pretty much the idea. Got it?" Noel asked after finishing the demonstration.
Wendy, on the other hand, was still deep in thought. Noel figured maybe it had been too complex.
"So that's how it works," Wendy finally said, having grasped the principle behind wind magic.
"Now it's your turn. Try doing what I just did."
All the surrounding wind elements were stirred into motion—drawn toward Wendy.
More and more gathered—far more than what Noel had managed earlier.
Wendy's affinity already leaned toward support-type wind magic, which was known for its precision. That meant her control over magic was already naturally excellent.
Her issue wasn't with control—but with offensive magic. Looking back, Noel realized he'd misunderstood from the start—his entire teaching approach had been misaligned.
"So? How was it?" Wendy asked, seeing Noel deep in thought.
"You did great. Your control over wind elements is exceptional," he said, not holding back his praise.
In fact, Wendy's ability to manipulate wind was even better than his. When it came to elemental control—there was nothing more he could teach her.
"Now let me show you a basic offensive wind spell—Whirlwind."
Green energy gathered in his hand, forming a glowing magic circle. A swirling vortex erupted from the ground.
Wendy watched carefully, sensing the rhythmic flow of wind energy within the spell.
Under Noel's control, the whirlwind drifted gently over to her.
"You can touch it—get a feel for it."
"It's... so gentle," Wendy said, slipping her hand into the whirlwind.
"Remember that feeling. Wind magic is mostly gentle," Noel explained, "but that gentleness doesn't mean it lacks power. It represents latent danger."
"Latent danger?" Wendy repeated, puzzled.
"Most mages think wind magic isn't dangerous. But that kind of thinking can get you killed."
"You get what I mean?"
"Yes," Wendy nodded, now understanding.
Wind magic had long suffered from a stereotype. Many mages assumed it was weak or harmless, and that misconception could prove fatal.
"Whirlwind."
Green wind energy gathered around Wendy's hand. As more wind flowed in, her small vortex began to grow.
Soon, a large whirlwind swirled across the ground—under Wendy's command.
"You're progressing fast," Noel commented.
"Next, I'll teach you Wind Blade. It's more offensive—and can protect you when needed."
"Wind Blade?" Wendy's eyes lit up in anticipation.
It was a spell she'd seen Noel use before. Its power was impressive—and if she could learn it, she'd finally be able to protect others.
"Wind Blade."
Noel compressed the wind element in his hand into the shape of a blade—then released it.
An invisible wave of wind shot out, slicing across the ground and leaving behind faint grooves.
If that had hit an ordinary mage, it would've been fatal.
"Understand the technique? If not, I can show you again."
Noel spoke gently, like a proper teacher. He was much more patient with students now.
Probably because of that last training assignment... those little brats nearly drove him crazy. No matter how he taught, they couldn't grasp even the basics. It had been truly exhausting.
Now, Wendy began attempting it herself—gathering wind energy and trying to shape it into a blade.
Attempt #1: Failure.
Attempt #2: Blade didn't launch.
…
Attempt #10: It was nearly perfect.
Though it was still lacking compared to Noel's version, it was strong enough to defend herself.
By the end of the morning, both of them were covered in dust. After all, wind magic always kicked up dirt and debris.
"Training with you, Mr. Noel, is actually really relaxing," Wendy said with a smile.
"Back at the guild, I'd studied offensive magic... but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't learn it."
"But with your guidance, I picked it up so easily today."
She added cheerfully, "Maybe you're meant to be a teacher."
A teacher, huh? Noel thought.
No thanks. He just happened to get lucky this time with a talented student. Getting stuck with those hopeless idiots again? No way.
"What's wrong? Did I say something I shouldn't have?" Wendy asked, tilting her head.
"No, just... thinking about stuff."
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