'This is insane…'
Lukas gulped down his spit as he stared into the field while struggling to keep himself focused when pressed by the mana in the air.
Somehow, his new teacher managed to create a spiritual spring right in the academy's outlands—a part of its massive compound that no one ever got to developing before.
This place used to be as desolate as its name suggested, with nothing but overgrown ruins of the once ambitious projects from all the way back before the headmaster cut on the frivolous spending, saving the academy from financial ruin.
Now, though?
With just some small trenches and a handful of ashen blessroot pieces scattered through them and then connected with pieces of paper nailed to the ground with nothing more than pebbles, Theo somehow managed to transform an uninteresting field…
Into something Lukas, quite literally, had no words to properly describe.
