Julius explained last night's events to Louise and Asha around breakfast, shocking them. Then, they went to class together.
As they entered the classroom behind an elegant, blond middle-aged man, Julius shook Adam awake, just in time for him to hear the teacher introduce his field.
"Welcome to the spell-casting class. I'm Mr. Armand, and I'll teach you how to pronounce ancient incantations correctly. I bet most of you haven't learned any spells yet. That's normal. Before the age of twelve, your mana circuits are still immature, making it hard to manifest spell effects." The teacher explained, his brown eyes sparkling.
However, immediately after, Adam said, a bored expression on his face. "Alright, I don't care about spells. Bye."
He closed his eyes and returned to the dream place under Julius' shocked gaze.
'... I don't care about them either!' He screamed internally.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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