บท 273: Infinisima Sorciere Kannon

It was not good enough.

As August gazed upon the array of newly synthesized spells, a sense of dissatisfaction gnawed at him. The spells—brilliantly crafted by Rhea, who possessed an unparalleled analytical prowess—held immense potential and power. Yet, there was an intangible quality that eluded him, a feeling that something essential was missing. He knew that Rhea had executed her task flawlessly; her computational abilities far surpassed his own. It was not a matter of error or oversight; it was something deeper.

He pondered for a long time, dissecting the synthesized spells before him.

"These synthesized spells may be synthesized, new, exciting, and powerful. But they are not in line with what I envision," he finally articulated, as clarity washed over him.