Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

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Apparently, Airships are a creation of the Atlanta Continent, made out of magic and alchemy merging together. I don't know how exactly they work but the concept as a whole sounds freaking awesome.

"Airships?! That's really a thing? Like a boat in the sky?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah, a boat in the sky!" Said my mother. "They were once a lot like sea boats, but over time their shape was changed and shaped to become more aerodynamic."

"Woow!" Aquarina was imagining something and getting all surprised.

"But how do they even work?!" I asked.

"Well…" My mother grabbed a notebook and began drawing. Her drawings were amazingly detailed, she had a great talent at drawing and writing with pretty letters.

She quickly started drawing the internal engine of an Airship… it was amazingly detailed. But the only thing I could even make up form it is that it resembled a furnace connected with many metallic tubes into a gigantic jewel.

"This is an airship core. I've done a few hundred myself in the past as an Alchemist. They are made by fusing thousands of Magic Crystals together with other magical ores and wind elemental jewels." My mother said. "They work merely by absorbing Mana and then lifting the whole airship off the ground by generating an encompassing wind current. These tubes fuel the core with magic from the furnace, which constantly burns magic crystals and other magical ores."

"Oooh…" All of us, including my father, gasped in surprise.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps from behind.

"Oh right, airships. They work like that yeah. I used to make cores myself. With my magic I can create them easily with a bit of alchemy." Uncle Arafunn showed up with a relaxed face as always.

"Uncle! Did you really lifted up the house the other day?!" I asked.

"Oh the orphanage? Yeah, it was more convenient that way." He said carefreely.

"Arafunn you shouldn't had done that though, what if someone saw you doing something so insane?! Not many magicians can even lift a boulder, even less a whole building." My mother said.

"Well, whatever. That's on the past already Faylen, you're always worrying so much about past things, they're gone now, they're in the past!" Arafunn said, trying to calm my mother.

"Still! It was reckless!" My mother said.

"I thought Uncle Arafunn was only good at Sound Magic or something?" Asked Aquarina.

"Sound Magic is an advanced branch of Wind Magic." My father said. "He was also referred as the Hero of the Winds in Atlanta, he's a master of wind."

"You are?! Then can you lift us all off the ground?" I wondered.

"What? Yeah I can…." Arafunn said. "But it is tiring and I don't really want to bring you back to Atlanta, it would be too much of a hassle…"

"And I also don't want him to bring us there either. He's so carefree he'll end up dropping us off into the sea or something." My mother said while seemingly even more angered than before.

"Eeeh? I am not that bad of a person!" Arafunn said.

"Then where were you when we could had needed your help back then? If you were there nothing that Sylphy went through would had happened!" My mother said.

"What? I wanted to go but you said I had to protect the Orphanage! The soldiers didn't budge even when you all went there and came back later. A noble told them to burn the orphanage when you were there…" Arafunn said.

"Ugh, they could had been stopped with a simple barrier or by leaving one of your spirits there. You're just lazy and lack the minimum motivation to even help people." Sighed my mother.

"Ah, so harsh…" Sighed Arafunn. "I was just doing what you told me to do… Seriously Faylen, treat me with more respect, I am over two hundred years older than you, AND your Uncle."

"Two hundred years is nothing, you're the youngest brother of my father…" Said my mother. "You're like a baby in front of him…"

"And are you not my brother's baby?" Arafunn asked.

"I-I am not a baby!" Said my mother while pouting.

"Okay, okay, let's calm down for now." My father said, calming down the tensions. "Arafunn, we don't want to discuss this so cut it out."

"Sure, sure, I wasn't even coming here willing to fight. I just wanted to eat breakfast with everyone…" Arafunn sighed. "I'm sorry, okay? I… I know I lack confidence sometimes. I know that… I know that I am lazy sometimes…" Arafunn suddenly walked away. "I won't bother you again."

"Eh? Uncle wait!" I cried, as he suddenly lifted off the ground and flew into the clouds…

"Mom!" I roared, looking at my mother. "Why were you so rude?!"

"I… Well…" My mother tried to muster some words. "He's… It's just always makes me angered that he's older than me yet acts like a child…"

"But he just did what you asked him to do auntie…" Aquarina said.

"I guess he lacks… imagination or something?" I asked.

"If he lacked imagination he wouldn't be making such great songs, right?" My mother said. "Nonetheless, yeah I owe him an apology…"

"Buuuaaah! BUAAAAH!"

And Zephy began to cry due to the commotion.

"I'll take care of Zephy, go tell him you're sorry. If he goes away, just like back then, we might not even see him again in years. You know how emotionally unstable Arafunn is." My father said to my mother.

"What? Do I have to? It was his fault-"

"Faylen." My father said, interrupting her and looking at her into her eyes. "Who is acting like a child now?"

"…"

My mother quickly realized she was being the childish one now.

She gave a big sigh and then conjured two wings made of light, lifting her into the skies.

FLAAASH!

"And there she goes." My father said.

"Will she come back quickly?" I asked.

"Yeah don't worry." My father said. "Alright Zephy, why are you crying? Want some more milk? Oh, you want a change of diapers… Alright. Sylphy, come here, you have to learn to do this too."

"Ugh…"

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