Chapter 876: Mastering the Spell

As Imeng strolled leisurely through the bustling streets, a tune escaped his lips, carried by a gentle hum. His demeanor was relaxed, his steps light and carefree. Yet, beneath that nonchalant facade, his thoughts ran deep, his mind reflecting on the days he had spent teaching Fein the intricate art of magic.

Imeng's face bore a contemplative expression, his brows slightly furrowed as he retraced their journey in his mind. He remembered the first time he had glimpsed Fein's magical talent, the raw potential that sparked his curiosity. It was as if he had discovered a hidden gem, waiting to be polished and shaped.

A smile tugged at the corners of Imeng's lips as he recalled the moments of levity they had shared. Fein's humble nature, his self-deprecating humor, and his insatiable curiosity had endeared him to Imeng. There was a genuine warmth in their interactions, a camaraderie that had blossomed during their time together.