Marvel: Sign-In System – Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit Chapter 61 61: Magic? It’s That Simple?

He could clearly sense the frequency and wavelength of magical energy.

With his focus pushed to the limit and his Observation Haki fully activated, combined with his attempts to manipulate the magical energy, those frequencies and wavelengths beca extrely distinct.

Of course, sensing it was only the first step.

What he needed to do next was adjust his own energy's frequency to match that of the magical energy.

Matthew had originally thought this would be the most difficult part.

After all, it required extrely fine and precise control.

But to his surprise, it went very smoothly. He could easily alter his own energy's frequency and perfectly match that of the magical energy.

This was an unexpected delight.

In the living room—

The cube floated quietly before him. In his left hand, a golden sphere of energy appeared, with faint golden ripples spreading outward around it, creating a rather unique sight.

Matthew carefully recorded this segnt of wave frequency.

The golden energy sphere in his hand slowly dissipated.

He casually took the cube and set it on the table, then closed his eyes and began to mobilize his energy again. This ti, he instantly altered its frequency.

Following the basic manipulation thods described in the Beginner's Maxim's Prir—

He brought his hands together, then pulled them apart.

From his right hand, he drew out a long golden energy whip from his left palm. Sparks flickered along it, containing astonishing yet remarkably stable energy.

"…That's it?"

Feeling the difference between this energy and the light energy of the Glint-Glint Fruit, Matthew blinked, montarily stunned.

It had been far too easy.

Although this was only the most basic level of magic—barely even qualifying as an entry-level spell, just a simple act of shaping energy into a solid form—

It also ant that what he had thought would be the greatest hurdle had already been overco.

He rembered what the Ancient One had told him: integrating the system of white magic into himself would require his own effort.

This didn't seem all that difficult.

Compared to the hard work of his high school days in his previous life, this was no different from a primary schooler solving a simple math problem.

Looking at the magical energy whip in his palm, he willed it to change—and it instantly transford into an energy sword, then into a spear, even into shapes like trees, flowers, and grass, or even animals.

At that mont, Matthew understood the reason.

His level of existence was simply too high.

Other apprentice sorcerers—even prodigies like Doctor Strange—were still fundantally ordinary humans when they first began.

No matter how talented they were, their ntal strength and physical limits required a period of adaptation and entry.

Matthew was different.

Even before learning magic, he had steadily grown step by step—though admittedly with certain advantages.

His ntal strength, his mastery and understanding of the Glint-Glint Fruit, and his control over force and energy were far beyond what apprentice sorcerers could compare to.

Even setting aside his physical strength, purely through the Glint-Glint Fruit, he could already be considered another type of sorcerer—a more direct and destructive one.

He had long since grasped the underlying logic of controlling, manipulating, and using energy.

As long as he overca the difference in energy properties, he would be an even greater genius than Doctor Strange.

When it ca to energy manipulation alone, Matthew could push it to incredible levels.

"Good. Looks like I'll be busy from here on."

Matthew clenched his hand, extinguishing the ever-shifting energy within it.

Whatever the reason, since things had gone so smoothly, there was only one thing left for him to do—combine incantations, hand seals, runes, and other thods to systematically learn each spell.

Just as the Ancient One had said, his advantage lay in the fact that the energy was his own.

Other sorcerers had to carefully manage their energy when learning and using magic. In training, it was enough to roughly grasp a spell—repeated use to refine it wasn't practical. True improvent ca through real combat.

But when it ca to building proficiency, no one had it easier than Matthew.

After all, his energy was effectively limitless.

So, Matthew picked up the cube and headed back to the library. Wong was surprised to see him return so soon.

He had just been about to ask sothing when Matthew tossed the cube—still containing magical energy—over to him.

"Failed?" Wong caught it, puzzled.

"Succeeded."

"…Alright. Then what do you need now?"

"I need all the magical knowledge from introductory to advanced levels."

Matthew stated his purpose plainly.

Wong frowned, as if he wanted to say sothing but held back. What kind of apprentice is this willful? Do you really think the library is your personal ho?

Learning was supposed to be a step-by-step process.

But rembering the Ancient One's instructions, Wong suppressed his complaints. Silently, he turned and began gathering books from the shelves.

Soon, he returned carrying two thick volus, which he dropped onto the table with a heavy thud.

"This is the Book of Augustus—it covers basic and advanced magical theory. This is the Dinsional Atlas, which records the structure and properties of various dinsions, including introductory Mirror Dinsion magic. Together with the Prir, they contain most of the essential magical knowledge."

"As for higher-level magic, you'll need to fully understand these first before you can access it."

"Thanks." Matthew didn't waste words. He took the two heavy books and left imdiately.

Wong was left standing there, sowhat conflicted.

After a brief sigh, he decided not to worry about it. When Matthew inevitably hit a wall, he would co back to ask for help.

However, a month later, Wong was completely dumbfounded.

Because he was currently being beaten.

Inside a vast and empty classical hall, there was no furniture and no one else around. The wooden ceiling ford intricate layered patterns, giving the place a unique atmosphere.

In the distance, faint prism-like structures could be seen—like overlapping transparent mirrors.

Boom!!

Wong, still dressed in his traditional sorcerer's robes, suddenly felt the ground beneath him split apart. The floor cracked open violently, forming a long chasm that plunged into a bottomless abyss.

Caught off guard, Wong began to fall.

Fortunately, his reaction was swift. He stomped his left foot, and a small golden magic circle appeared beneath him, halting his descent. At the sa ti, he raised both hands, and the circular array rapidly lifted him upward.

But as he ascended, crimson bands shot out from the abyss below—like scarlet serpents.

They rushed toward him at incredible speed. With just a glance, Wong felt his scalp tingle, his face turning pale.

The Crimson Bands of Cyttorak!

If he were bound by them, not only would he lose all mobility, but the energy of the Crimson Dinsion within the bands would burn and corrode him. Without sufficient physical strength and magical power, it would be ga over.

This brat is trying to kill !

Wong made the wise decision.

He imdiately raised both hands and shouted, "I surrender!"

The mont he spoke, the incoming bands froze in place.

Wong held his surrendering posture, not daring to move an inch.

The crimson bands hovered less than half a ter away from him—close enough for him to feel the violent energy radiating from them.

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