However, when witnessing the various destructive effects caused by their spell incantations, I was genuinely left speechless at the edge of the clan's training grounds.
At first, I had thought that since the Uzumaki Clan in the main Naruto world only focused on Fuinjutsu, the Uzumaki Clan in this alternate world of Mages would also focus solely on Sealing Magic or something similar. But it turned out that my initial assumption was completely wrong and had no basis at all!
In this world, the Uzumaki Clan was highly skilled in the creation of Magic Items, with every Magic Item they created providing various instant enhancement effects.
These magical artifacts multiplied both the quantity and quality of the magical power possessed by the Mages of the Uzumaki Clan.
In addition, the Uzumaki Clan was famous for having physically strong bodies and being capable of possessing a greater amount of Arc, an energy similar to Chakra, than most ordinary people.
Aside from their internal prosperity, the sovereign territory of the Uzumaki Clan had also become one of the gathering centers for foreign Mages.
They came from all directions, filling the floating markets simply to conduct transactions.
Their main target was to hunt for various Magic Items created by the clan's famous craftsmen, which were known for being highly functional and of excellent quality.
The bustling presence of outsiders made the security feel somewhat lax, but everything was still being closely monitored through magic.
Because of the relatively open atmosphere of the territory, the Clan Head showed absolutely no excessive concern.
He did not harbor any deep suspicion toward my sudden presence in the middle of their jurisdiction.
At least, that was the rational assumption that had initially continued to revolve around inside my little head, making me feel rather at ease.
However, all of those naive perspectives suddenly collapsed completely when the fog of my ignorance was lifted.
That happened when I heard a shocking explanation directly from Irina.
"Perhaps the Uzumaki Clan Head isn't suspicious of you or particularly wary of you because you don't possess any Arc energy at all," Irina said, explaining the fact with an extremely calm expression.
We were sitting casually on the wooden veranda of her house, enjoying the gentle breeze, while Irina's gaze shifted from the warm cup of tea in her hands directly toward my eyes.
"So, he thinks that because you don't possess Arc, you're automatically not a true Mage," Irina continued, her tone remaining relaxed, as if what she was telling me wasn't some major secret.
Irina tidied the loose strands of her hair that had been blown by the wind before slowly continuing her words. "And if you're proven not to be a Mage, then there would be nothing dangerous about you that needs to be worried about."
The honest words that left the girl's mouth without any hesitation immediately left me completely speechless.
I could only remain frozen in place, feeling a faint throb in my chest as I contemplated the irony of reality.
The breeze that had been blowing gently suddenly felt a little colder against my skin. I fell into thought, reflecting on how simple-minded the people of this alternate world were when assessing potential threats.
They were far too fixated on the energy standards of this world, completely overlooking variables that existed beyond their logical understanding.
It was a very fatal security loophole, but at the same time, it was a hidden blessing for me.
"Damn, I really can't argue with such a logical point that makes perfect sense," I said slowly with a bitter tone, lamenting how naive my own assumption had been before hearing Irina's explanation.
The girl's honest words struck reality with brutal precision because, objectively speaking, I really did possess nothing but pure Chakra energy flowing throughout my body.
That vital energy flowed calmly through the network of vessels within my body. After all, I was a true Ninja who had been rigorously trained in my distant homeworld. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Therefore, it was perfectly understandable for the Uzumaki Clan Head to come to the wrong conclusion.
The middle-aged man who stood as the highest leader of the clan would certainly never think that I actually came from another dimension.
He naturally would not suspect that I possessed another mysterious type of energy besides the Arc that was actively flowing through me.
The Chakra remained on standby inside my body, becoming the best camouflage to protect my true identity in this place.
The point was that I had finally decided to remain and live on this floating island for a long period of time.
I wanted to continue finding out whether I could manipulate the power of Magic or not in this new world.
Besides that, I also needed to learn the ins and outs of this unfamiliar environment so that I could survive even longer. My new life on this magnificent floating land had only just begun.
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Before I knew it, a month had passed incredibly quickly since I first set foot here.
I had learned many new things, ranging from the social structure to mapping the magical territories surrounding this island.
My adaptation process went much more smoothly than I had initially expected. During my stay on this beautiful floating island belonging to the Uzumaki Clan, I was living together with Irina.
Our relationship had been going very well, filled with mutual respect as new companions.
Even so, we remained firmly committed to sleeping in separate rooms in order to maintain our privacy and boundaries.
The reason we ultimately chose to live in the same house was because, from the beginning, I did not want to stay at the residence of a complete stranger whom I did not personally know, nor did I want to be forced to live alone in a world that was still unfamiliar to me.
Psychologically, I also felt much safer and more comfortable living with Irina. At the very least, having someone I already knew around meant that I did not have to remain constantly wary of a new environment that I did not yet fully understand.
After all, Irina had been living alone in that building because her parents were reportedly no longer alive and had been gone for a long time.
Her parents' inherited house was also quite spacious, so my presence there did not bother her at all.
Because of that, Irina had absolutely no objections or problems with me staying at the house she had inherited from her parents.
For me, that decision also made far more sense than having to live alone in a place I did not know at all.
During this month, I had used my free time to study more about the many new things that existed in this unique world.
I tried to understand various kinds of knowledge, power systems, and the rules that applied in this alternate world.
However, the first thing I realized was that despite training hard throughout that period, I still could not use Magic techniques at all.
I had repeatedly tried to understand how the energy in this world worked, but the results always ended in failure.
I could clearly sense the Arc energy freely scattered throughout the atmosphere around me.
Strangely, however, the Arc energy still could not enter my body's network, as if my body naturally rejected its presence. Because of that, I was still unable to use any type of Magic.
Even though I had tried manipulating Chakra and using pure Chakra as a substitute for Arc energy, that reckless action always ended up creating a rather dangerous internal explosion that threatened my own safety.
"Ah, damn! Fortunately, when I started training earlier, I only released a very small amount of Chakra from my body," I cursed inwardly while enduring the stinging pain.
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