A Hospital in Another World? Chapter 1033: Transforming into a Wolf? Or a Leopard? Or What?
Previously on A Hospital in Another World?...
Garrett stood dazedly at the peak of the snowy mountain. With his head lowered, his dragon wings were folded tightly, the tips reaching out in front of him. He grabbed and squeezed them, rubbed and shook them, then pinched them lightly.
"Ouch!"
"Cirilla, why did you pinch so hard? It hurts!"
"Weren't you the one who transformed them?" Cirilla stood shoulder to shoulder with him, her massive silver wings casting a shadow over them. She touched his golden-red dragon wings, blew on them, and quickly scratched:
"Stop it! It's ticklish!"
The golden-red dragon wings, created by the Dragon Flight spell, shook more violently, almost throwing Garrett into the volcanic crater. Cirilla quickly grabbed him:
"Right? These wings are part of you, right? Do you want to see the bones inside? Or, do you want to feel how these wings are connected to your body?"
Garrett: "..."
He indeed activated the Detection Spell. Facing Cirilla, the magic radiance from the silver dragon girl was so bright it was dazzling, shining through the membrane of his dragon wings.
From thick to thin, the bones connected one by one, appearing in his meditative vision. Slightly moving his wings, he could clearly see the bones' movements, feel the muscles contracting and relaxing, and observe the joints connecting to his shoulder blades rotating back and forth.Forward flexion, backward extension, adduction, abduction, internal rotation, external rotation... six directions of motion... the joints connecting the wings to the shoulder blades had great freedom... No, the key wasn't this. The key was...
This is my own body!
This is my own body, transformed, these wings are part of me!
The transformation was successful... and neither painful nor dangerous, merely using magic equipment to stimulate his own power, and then it was successful... and it was reversible, safely reversible!
Garrett flapped his wings, feeling the dragon wings created by the Dragon Flight spell several times, finally canceling the spell. Feeling the magic gradually recede, the powerful and strong dragon wings slowly retracted, bones, muscles, membrane...
Folded, disappeared, returning to two arms, two shoulders supporting one head, a normal human. Garrett touched the back of his neck, then his shoulders, took a long breath, and smiled:
"Cirilla, where's the most fun place on this mountain? I'll go with you!"
"Study first, no rush!"
Cirilla also retracted her silver wings, standing gracefully, her smile blooming like a flower. She tiptoed, spreading her arms, twirling lightly:
"Do you want me to bring out the wings again for you to see? Or transform into a silver dragon and then back, to show you how the transformation works?"
"No need!"
Garrett took a deep breath, exhaled deeply, and smiled at Cirilla. He stepped forward, taking Cirilla's hand:
"Today is not for that! Today we came up the mountain just to play! What's fun on this mountain? Do you want to go down to the crater and have a snowball fight?"
"Snowball fights aren't fun!" Cirilla laughed happily. She held Garrett's right hand and pulled him aside:
"Look, standing here, you can see the sea! Cast an Eagle Eye spell on yourself, you can directly see the sea! Come and see!"
Garrett tiptoed, walking on the uneven, snow-covered volcanic crater, high and low. Following Cirilla around half a circle, facing east, he looked as far as he could—
The plateau spread out before them. The barren mountains overlapped, many of the closest peaks were also covered in white snow, looking from a distance, it was as if they were standing at the crest of a silver wave.
The end of the silver waves was yellow-brown waves, lower in elevation, but with gentler undulations, rolling forward. Halfway through, it suddenly turned into deep green, dotted with patches and wisps of white clouds.
And the greenery pushed to the end, giving way to an endless ocean, reflecting the sky, a peculiar blue...
Garrett cast the Eagle Eye spell on himself, looking as far as he could, unable to speak for a long time. Cirilla stood beside him, also gazing at the sea, for a long time, sighing:
"When can we fly directly there and dive into the sea..."
The distance wasn't particularly long or short for her. Transforming into a silver dragon and sprinting at full speed, she could make a round trip in half a day—of course, not counting the time spent catching fish in the sea.
The problem was, if she flew over to play by herself, leaving Garrett here, it would be very bad!
Garrett: "...Uh, let's wait until I learn to transform into a silver dragon... It probably needs to be an adult dragon. Transforming into a young dragon wouldn't match your speed... But becoming an adult dragon seems to require a magic reserve of at least level sixteen or seventeen, to barely manage the transformation..."
"That long..."
Cirilla knew that learning to transform into a dragon wasn't easy, sighing in disappointment. Before Garrett could comfort her, she perked up, pulling Garrett to continue walking in circles:
"By the way, there's another particularly fun place here! When the clouds rise on the mountain, sometimes you can see your own shadow! Hmm, today the clouds aren't thick enough..."
She looked around, measuring the sun's height with her hand, tiptoeing, turning to the direction opposite the sun's shadow. Garrett was still stretching his neck looking for "where are the clouds," when he saw Cirilla leap dozens of steps away, suddenly transforming back into her Draconic Form:
"Roar—"
A huge, clear dragon roar echoed. With the dragon roar, the snow on the slope trembled and slid down, suddenly rising as a snow fog. The snow fog continued to rise, turning into fine clouds, layers upon layers billowing up:
Outside and inside the volcanic crater, clouds rolled like tides, edging the towering snow mountain with a white skirt. Cirilla lay at the crater, exhaling clouds, for a while, then suddenly transformed back into her human form, vigorously waving at Garrett:
"Come on! Come on!!!"
Garrett slid over step by step. After a few steps, he simply cheated, casting a flying spell on himself, flying at low altitude. Flying to Cirilla's side, she was already eagerly waving, pointing down:
"Look!"
The sunlight slanted, falling on them, and on the clouds below the slope. Amid the billowing clouds, a rainbow halo appeared:
In the center of the halo was a silhouette, moving a hand moved the hand, moving a foot moved the foot, dancing, the silhouette danced along. Garrett couldn't help but smile:
Whether by accident or experience, Cirilla had created a Buddha's light halo. Ahem, in this place, it shouldn't be called Buddha's light, what should it be called?
"Garrett, come!" While thinking, Cirilla had already reached out, pulling Garrett down. The two stood shoulder to shoulder, seeing the halo neatly encircling them both:
"Come, together! Raise your hand!"
Raise the left hand!
Raise the right hand!
Tilt heads, head touching head!
You raise the left hand, I'll raise the right, join them together!
Join them together and hook inside!
The two waved, tilted their heads, raised their arms, the silhouettes in the halo also waved and moved, not stopping. Finally, they raised their arms high, forming a big heart shape, encasing their heads.
These actions were extremely childish, but Cirilla happily pulled Garrett, playing over and over. Even the smile on Garrett's face never faded from beginning to end:
"Is it fun? Is it fun? We are in a halo together!"
"Yes, it's really nice! Cirilla's control over clouds is amazing!"
"Hehe... Unfortunately, we can't take the clouds with us, even if we could, we can't take the mountain and sun... I really want to take this halo with me..."
"My meditative core has recorded it, when we go down the mountain, I'll have the tower spirit make one?"
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"
"No trouble at all, not at all..."
Cirilla played for half a day, finally satisfied, dispersing the clouds. Shortly after, she laughed heartily, hugging Garrett and leaping into the snow in the crater:
"Garrett! Let's make snowballs! Have a snowball fight! Come on!"
"Wait a minute! I'll cast agility on myself! Add defense! Add—"
"Bang!"
"Cirilla, don't stuff snowballs down my neck!!!"
That day, the two played on the mountaintop until the red sun completely sank below the horizon, then flew down the mountain together. By the time they reached the research institute, it was pitch dark. Garrett absentmindedly finished dinner, then spread out paper and pen, writing and drawing:
"The spell model of the Transformation Spell..."
"The spell model of the Basic Draconic Form..."
"The spell model of the Lesser Draconic Form..."
"The spell model of the Dragon Flight..."
As he drew, his hand holding the pen moved faster, his eyes gleaming with excitement:
"Transformation spells... whether full or partial transformation, there is a part of the spell structure that is exactly the same! The different parts... might be due to different transformation targets, perhaps..."
"But in any case, the basics are the same, all guided by magic power... As for the transformation target, part of it is guided by the spell, part of it should be the transformer themselves, knowing what they want to transform into..."
"So, as long as you are familiar with your transformation target, accept it from the heart, even desire this transformation... the stronger the will
, the more successful the transformation will be!"
Garrett clenched his hand. The next goal was to find a model to imitate, study it carefully, become familiar with it, until he could transform smoothly and effortlessly!
"So, which target to choose? Let's publish the requirements first... put it on the research institute's needs list, after all, I'm the host, taking some funding is not a problem... as for transforming into a leopard or a wolf, it depends on which materials arrive first..."
Garrett thought righteously. He took a walk, handed the written materials list to Archmage Jennings to post. On his way back to his quarters, he suddenly paused, bending down to pick up a black cat:
"Mr. Troka! It's been a long time since we played, come, transform a bit bigger for me, transform and you'll get some delicious food!"
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