"You've acquired your own Spell?"
In the captain's cabin, the ship's main crew members looked at Alka with somewhat envious eyes. Chadite, of course, was an exception, as she also possessed her own Spell.
Alka, seeing their envious gazes, couldn't help but wave his hand. "Don't be so quick to envy me. Once you find out what my Spell is, you might not feel the same way."
"What kind of Spell is it?" Jason couldn't resist asking from the side.
At this, Alka raised his palm, and a gentle Magic Power emerged. This time, it only took five seconds for him to guide the Magic Power. Subsequently, Runes materialized in his mind, and a palm-sized, round Mirror floated above his hand.
Everyone looked at the two-sided Mirror on his palm, then turned back to Alka.
"And then?"
"That's it. I just create the Mirror I want."
The group chuckled awkwardly.
