“……Hey!”
“Don’t say unnecessary things, just get to the main point.”
The woman, with teardrops dangling from the corners of her eyes, appealed her grievance, but the reaction returning from me was merely indifferent.
The tiny Emma had no choice but to huff and puff, soothing her anger with her eyes reddened at the edges.
In any case, she too was in a position where she needed me.
“The mind’s image is the form etched in the heart. Since it’s a shape formed by the unconscious, naturally, it isn’t influenced by the physical laws of reality. That’s also why the mind’s image can exert power like ‘miracles’ in reality.”
“That’s a fact everyone knows.”
“The important thing is how that ‘form’ etched in the heart is created.”
“How would I know that?”
It was a remark I uttered while holding back a scoff.
The history of martial arts and magic is deep. During the span of thousands of years, there couldn’t have been no one who had thought such things.
Nevertheless, the reason discussions about the form of the ‘mind’s image’ had been sluggish until now.
It was because one couldn’t peer into a person’s mind. Moreover, the ‘mind’s image’ was literally something…