Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill - Chapter 246

Chapter 246: 246:The Hollow Magician
“What happened to her?” Randall asked as he ran over. He saw Julia fanning her mother anxiously, and her face had gone pale with worry.

Randall had been teaching sword forms to the younger kids in the courtyard when he heard a sharp cry. He hurried over only to find Duchess Emma lying on the floor, completely unconscious.

“She is just too shocked!” Julia replied, still fanning her gently.

“Why?” Randall frowned, confused.

“It’s because I have become a Master Rank Mage!” Ethan said calmly.

A loud thud followed.

Ethan turned his head aside in surprise and saw Randall drop flat onto the ground just like Emma. His eyes twitched at the sight.

With a tired sigh he snapped his fingers and summoned a stream of water, splashing Randall’s face like a small waterfall.

“Kyaa!” Randall shot up with a terrified scream, with his chest heaving as he wiped the water from his eyes. “What the fuck did you say?”

“Mage!” Ethan repeated.

“How did you become Mage all of a sudden?” Randall shouted, eyes shaking.

“I also want to know!” Emma sat up slowly, still shaken, and glared at him for answers.

“It’s just, Diana and Rina taught me a bit and after that I expanded on my own,” Ethan replied.

Emma and Randall stared at him like they were looking at something unreal. Their disbelief was loud even in silence. Julia, however, looked at Ethan with sparkling eyes full of admiration.

“Ahh, my man is the best,” she whispered proudly.

“Shut up!” Emma swatted Julia’s arm lightly, though her voice was still trembling. “So why did you call me here? Surely it’s not only to scare me like this.”

Ethan sat down properly and started explaining everything, step by step. Emma listened without blinking. The more she heard, the more her expression warped between shock and disbelief.

“So you are telling me you reached Master Rank just like this, while I studied all my life for it?” she said quietly.

Ethan could not find words. He could not tell her he was gifted. He did not even know how to explain it to himself.

Emma took a deep breath and shifted closer.

“Fine. Then answer me something,” she said.

Her voice was steady now, though her eyes still trembled faintly. “Tell me the essence of magic. What is a mage? What is the fundamental core behind spell construction?”

Ethan froze.

“I…” he tried, searching for words, “Magic feels like a flow. A connection between mind and energy. When I use it, it just responds. I cannot explain it too deeply.”

Emma’s brows pulled together.

“Then what about running structure? The formation pattern inside the rings? The connection lines between inner and outer layer? Tell me about that!”

Ethan looked lost.

She leaned forward more intensely. “Draw a magic ring for me. Any spell will do. I want to see how you shape it.”

Ethan picked up the pen and drew. His strokes were confident but simple. Emma watched silently, analyzing every curve and every symbol. He drew the basic ring with ease, then a few intermediate ones. They were shaped neatly, yet lacked the deeper binding runes and layered circuits that advanced mages spent years building.

Emma rubbed her forehead, frustration tightening her jaw.

“So, except for a few intermediate structures and all the beginner ones, you know nothing beyond surface level,” she said slowly.

Emma sat upright slowly, still pale, but curiosity overpowered shock.She pointed at Ethan with a firm tone.

“Then tell me. What is a magic ring truly made of? Not the drawing. The essence.”

Ethan hesitated, so she continued explaining herself, voice soft but sharp like a blade.

“A magic ring is not just a circle with symbols. It is a compressed structure of symbols. Magic circuits act as a nervous system for magical energy, converting the ambient mana with thought shaped into geometry. Every ring is like a switch.”

‘So they process mana like gears inside a machine,huh!’Ethan concluded.

Ethan remained silent, trying to absorb her words.

She moved closer, hands gesturing slowly and precisely.Her fingers drew invisible shapes in the air.

“Runes are the foundation. They are like alphabets of magic. One rune creates heat. Another controls shape. Another stabilizes flow. When combined, runes worked atop of one another enhancing the power which needed to be fine tuned.They tell mana how to behave. It is like giving energy a set of rules.”

Julia blinked in awe while Randall leaned forward quietly.

Emma continued.”The first ring is always the simplest. A beginner spell has one ring with no inner circuits. Just basic runes connected in a loop. It holds mana like a cup holds water. But as we grow stronger, we add more rings. Two. Three. Ten. A Master mage may form dozens layered like rotating wheels.”

She held out her hand, mana humming faintly around her palm like breath.

“When rings stack, runes must link with perfect timing. If one connection breaks, the whole spell collapses. It is like building a tower using air as bricks which is held by will power.You can think of it like cement that holds everything together.”

She pointed toward Ethan and her eyes narrowed.

“Now tell me. Do you know the inner connection between rings? The runic bridge? The flow channels? The stabilizing nodes? Show me.”

Ethan gulped in awe not knowing what to say.

He took penand drew again. His circles were clean, but plain.

Runes were arranged neatly but did not link. Not a single bridge rune was present nor rotating core.

“There isn’t even stabilizing glyphs. Just ring, runes, ring.”

Emma stared for a long time, expression unreadable.

She spoke again, this time slower and deeper.

“In true magic, rings rotate in opposite directions to reduce mana pressure. Like gears, they counter each other. The runes inside them interlock like cogs. Every line is a mana vein. Every symbol is a command. When you cast a spell, these wheels spin and energy flows through channels, compressing into effect. Fire, ice, lightning, healing… all born from structure and intent.”

She tapped his drawing lightly with her nail.

“But your rings have no core circuit. They do not bind. They do not weave. They are only shells. Powerful, yes, but shallow.”

Ethan lowered his gaze slightly.He felt like a child staring at numbers he could not understand.

Emma let out a long breath filled with disbelief.

“So except for raw talent, a few intermediate patterns and beginner rings, you know almost nothing deeper. No structures. No runic weaving. No mana architecture.”

She leaned back and closed her eyes.

Ethan swallowed painfully.

Then Emma suddenly clutched her head and screamed to the sky.

“You are… just a hollow piece,” she said, voice dull with disbelief.

“ARGHHHHHHH! Why is God so unfair! ARGHHH!”

Her voice shook the room.She had studied her whole life

Randall held his face with both hands. Julia tried not to laugh. Ethan just stood there unsure whether to comfort her or run.