The Cursed Extra: Bloodline of Sacrifice-Chapter 134: A Rose Leaf

2. Defensive zone

The energy around her thickened, turning into a translucent shield-like structure.

"This is a Defensive Zone," she said.

She snapped her fingers, and five fireballs shot toward her from different angles—

The moment they touched the zone, they fizzled out, as if they never existed.

"A Defensive Zone reinforces barriers, enhances protective magic, and makes it nearly impossible to break through—as long as the user has enough mana."

Caspian crossed his arms.

So it's a fortress-type ability.

"But," Elana continued, "Defensive Zones have a flaw—they do not enhance attacks. If an opponent has a stronger offensive power, or if your mana drains before theirs, you're finished."

She clenched her fist, and the barrier shattered into pieces before fading away.

Then, the next change happened.

3. Hybrid Zone (Infiltration Zone)

This time, Elana's zone shrunk, becoming a small, concentrated sphere—barely five meters in size.

"This is a Hybrid Zone—also known as an Infiltration Zone."

She gestured toward one of the students.

"Attack me."

The student hesitated before hurling a bolt of lightning toward her.

The moment it entered her zone, the bolt of lightning slowed down, its energy scattering, becoming significantly weaker before finally dissipating.

"This type of zone is used to counter opponents within another zone," she explained.

"If you're fighting inside someone's magic domain, creating a small, personal zone allows you to weaken their effects while boosting your own."

Caspian's eyes narrowed.

That's interesting.

"It requires extreme control, but in high-level combat, most magicians use Hybrid Zones to fight within enemy territory."

She let the zone fade, and for a moment, there was silence.

Then, with a faint smirk, she raised her hand again.

4. Geometric Barrier Zone

Instead of forming a dome, the energy around Elana shattered into floating fragments, before reassembling into sharp-edged geometric shapes—a triangle, a square, and a hexagon.

"This," she said, "is a Geometric Barrier Zone."

Unlike the previous barriers, this one flashed with intense energy.

"The efficiency of a barrier depends on its shape."

She gestured toward the hexagonal structure around her.

"The more sides a barrier has, the stronger its overall durability."

Then, she pointed at the circular barrier that had formed earlier.

"Circles are the weakest form of a Barrier Zone—because they lack corners for reinforcement."

Caspian frowned.

That's… new.

Most people assumed barriers were simple—just a shield of magic to block attacks.

But what Elana was saying was far more complex.

"Triangles, squares, and hexagons provide multiple reinforcement points, making them significantly stronger than a simple dome. Skilled magicians use this to their advantage when crafting barriers under pressure."

She let the shapes vanish, her gaze sweeping across the class.

"That concludes today's theory."

She stepped back.

"Now," she said, "let's see how many of you can form a Magic Zone."

A faint ripple of mana spread through the air as students focused, trying to summon their respective domains.

The first to succeed was Vynesaa.

A faint glow surrounded her as the mana in the air bent to her will. Within seconds, a vibrant green dome formed around her, filled with a calm yet powerful aura.

Caspian could almost feel the presence of nature within it, as if the very ground beneath her had become more alive.

"Vynesaa, excellent," Elana said, nodding approvingly. "A textbook Defensive Zone with Spirit Affinity. Very stable."

Vynesaa barely reacted, her expression as poised as ever.

Next was Calenthir Reyes.

Her zone flared to life in an instant—a blue dome.

A perfect Attack Zone.

"Good," Elana commented.

One by one, more students succeeded.

Their colors revealed the affinities they resonated with the most—

Blue for Water

Yellow for Lightning

Silver for Metal

Dark Purple for Shadow

Each zone reflected not just their magic but their personal tendencies—some radiating calm control, others overflowing with destructive force.

But while some advanced with ease, others struggled.

Caspian felt the tension rise as he and a handful of students remained unable to form their zones.

Among them was Lyrius.

All eyes gradually turned toward the few remaining strugglers.

Elana's gaze swept over them before she moved forward.

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She stopped in front of Lyrius, studying him carefully.

"I saw your combat performance in the Entrance Exam," she said. "Your bloodline supports Earth Affinity, but you lack control over it. Am I right?"

Lyrius hesitated before nodding. "Yes, ma'am."

Elana's expression didn't change. "Earth Affinity is powerful, but without precision, it's just brute force. You need to refine your mana control before you can form a zone."

Lyrius looked frustrated but bowed his head. "Understood."

She moved on, addressing a few more students, giving precise critiques.

Then, finally—

She stopped in front of Caspian.

"I've been watched your performance at entrance Exam," Elana said, her voice measured. "Your stance, your swordplay, your defensive instincts—all well-practiced. But in all this time, I've never seen you use magic. Not even once."

Caspian remained silent.

Elana's tone didn't shift. "What's your affinity?"

"Air and Fire," Caspian replied.

There was a pause.

Elana narrowed her eyes slightly. "And which one does your bloodline support?"

Caspian's answer was immediate.

"None."

The training ground went dead silent.

Elana blinked.

"None?" she repeated, disbelief flickering across her otherwise calm expression.

"That's not possible."

Bloodlines always supported an affinity. It was an immutable rule of magic. Even in cases where someone had dual affinities, their bloodline always leaned toward one.

But Caspian's response was clear.

"It is," he said.

Elana studied him for a moment.

Then—"Meet me after class ends."

.

"Five hours."

That's how long it had been since the lesson ended, yet Elana still refused to let him leave.

"You're not leaving until you get this right," she had said firmly, her arms crossed as she observed him.

He had tried everything—controlling his breathing, recalling every theory he had studied. But no matter how much he struggled, the result was always the same: nothing.

Caspian gritted his teeth, feeling his frustration. It wasn't just exhaustion. It was the feeling of being stuck.

'Everyone else succeeded hours ago.'

But Caspian?

Nothing.

"You're overthinking it," Elana said, breaking the silence. "Magic isn't just about logic, Caspian. Instinct matters. Feeling matters."

Caspian exhaled, his frustration reaching its peak. "I don't feel anything," he admitted.

Elana raised an eyebrow. "Then stop trying to force it."

Her words echoed in his mind.

Caspian took a deep breath, closing his eyes. No logic. No calculations. Just… let it happen.

He reached inward, focusing on his mana—not as a force to control, but as something natural, something that was a part of him.

And then—

A shift.

A faint whisper of energy pulsed in the air around him. It was fragile.

The ground beneath him trembled slightly as a soft glow surrounded him.

Then, in the stillness of the night—

A single rose leaf appeared before him, hovering gently in the air.

Caspian's eyes widened.

It was small, delicate, almost insignificant. But it was his. His Magic Zone.

But what is it?