When Mavis took Caesar to a medicine pool on Tenrou Island and asked Caesar to take off his shirt and lie on the stone, Caesar had already secretly thought that something was wrong.
The moment Mavis's fingers touched his back, Caesar realized what kind of wrong thing he had done.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream sounded, frightening countless birds. Caesar lay on the stone, holding the stone tightly with both hands. With his strong finger strength, even the stone was clasped in by Caesar.
"You are so young, why are you so afraid of pain? Just be quiet."
Mavis patted Caesar's back, and Caesar felt as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Caesar gritted his teeth and did not dare to scream. Only then did Mavis take action with satisfaction.
It was obviously just a light touch with her fingers, but Caesar felt as if his skin and flesh had been violently torn apart, and then he was constantly brushing his flesh and blood with a steel brush soaked in salt grains.
This kind of pain could kill people!
Master Makarov looked at Caesar, who was dripping with cold sweat, and at the bloody lines that appeared on his back as Mavis drew them. An idea flashed in his mind, and he looked at Mavis and asked uncertainly, "First Master, are you carving the lost magic pattern for Caesar?"
"That's right!"
Mavis said with great interest, "This is also my first time to try it, but after the magic pattern is carved, little Caesar will have a place to store magic power in his body, which can indirectly increase his magic reserve. As for the actual use of the magic pattern, at that time, you should understand the power."
Makarov nodded.
How could he not know.
After the magic pattern is actually used, the magic pattern carver can gain nearly a hundred times the magic power in an instant.
Sounds exaggerated, right?
But in terms of consequences, it is also the reason why the magic pattern was lost.
The first possibility is that the body cannot withstand the surge of magic power and explodes directly, leaving no bones left.
The second possibility is that the body can withstand it, but is unable to control such terrifying magic power and cannot use it. In the end, the body is punctured by the surge of magic power, the magic power leaks, and eventually death occurs after all the magic power is lost.
The third possibility is that it can be used as long as the body can withstand it, but once time passes, the gradually subsiding magic power will permanently take away the future potential of this magician, or destroy it.
If you are lucky, you will be able to maintain your current level of magic power until your death. If you are unlucky, your strength will decline and you may not be as good as an average rookie magician.
Such a serious situation naturally caused the magic pattern to be gradually lost. No one wanted to have such a dangerous thing carved on their body.
But as Mavis said, this requires a certain amount of self-control on the part of a magician.
If you don't use this magic pattern and simply use it as a prop to store magic power, then there will be no problem.
Its function is the same as the pendant given to Caesar by Makarov.
But compared to the pendant, it is obvious that the reserve of the magic pattern is larger.
After all the magic patterns were carved, Caesar, who was almost exhausted, could feel that the magic power reserves of the magic patterns were almost three times the size of his existing magic power reserves!
Caesar only needs to inject his own magic power into the magic pattern, and the magic pattern will store Caesar's magic power. When Caesar needs to consume magic power, he can extract the magic power from the magic pattern, thus improving Caesar's durability.
Makarov looked at the circular magic pattern on Caesar's back that was like a magic circle, and he felt relieved. Then he took action and sent the exhausted Caesar to the medicine pool for soaking.
Caesar soaked in the medicine pool and slowly recovered his physical strength.
At this point, the trip to Tenrou Island can be said to be successfully completed!
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While Caesar and the others were on Tenrou Island, the news that Caesar was promoted to S-class magician finally passed the report of the Magic Council. This news also spread throughout the entire Magician Guild.
In Blue Pegasus, Bob looked at the letter from the Magic Council, looked at the content above, held his face with one hand and chuckled: "The youngest S-class magician? It seems that Makarov really created a little monster."
"So fast?"
Yiye also saw the letter, and was a little shocked and said: "Caesar is still very young, I feel like he is not yet an adult. I thought he would have to get familiar with it this year before he could be promoted next year."
"That's why I said he is a little monster. A little monster who can pass the S-level exam at the age of 14."
Bob smiled and sighed, thinking in his heart that this junior is better than these old guys!
But what they didn't know was that something even more shocking was about to happen next.
For example, Laxus, Erza and Mirajane, the three future S-class wizards.
They were only sixteen or seventeen years old when they obtained this identity. It was this situation that completely laid the foundation for Fairy Tail, the first magician's guild in the Kingdom of Fiore!
Not only Blue Pegasus, but also any magic guild registered with the Magic Council will receive this message that Caesar has been promoted to an S-class mage.
This is a process. Even if someone from other guilds advances to S level, the letter will be delivered to the Fairy Tail guild.
Those guilds that had dealings with Caesar for potions were naturally happy for Caesar, while those who had a bad relationship with Caesar looked as ugly as if they had eaten an Oreo.
For example, Phantom Lord.
Jose looked at the letter and angrily used magic power to crush it into ashes.
"You wanted to go against me, goblins, but you succeeded in irritating me."
Jose roared, and evil magic permeated the entire guild almost instantly, making none of the guild members below dare to breathe loudly.
No matter what the outside world said, Caesar and Makarov left Tenrou Island after finishing their rest.
As for Mavis, she did not go with them, but continued to stay on Tenrou Island.
In her words, she had not slept well at the moment and needed a good rest.
However, Mavis and Makarov have repeatedly warned that they must bring more desserts next time they come.
Naturally, Makarov would not refuse the request of the first generation, but a ghost always likes to eat sweets, which makes people have the urge to complain.
Caesar was standing at the bow of the ship, continuously injecting his own magic power into the magic lines. At the same time, he was constantly absorbing magic power and recovering the consumed magic power.
"Great harvest. Not only did I obtain the Fairy Ball, but I also increased my magic power reserves."
Caesar looked out into the ocean and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously: "And since I have been promoted to S-class mage, there are some things that can be put on the agenda!"
Thinking of this, Caesar clenched his fists and was full of confidence in his future plans.