Chapter 111: The Record of Regressions (3) (Teaser)

Snap—!

Deculein snapped his fingers, and darkness immediately flooded the lecture hall. In that moment, Epherene realized why this place was known as the special floor.

Wow…

The ceiling shifted, revealing a starry night sky, deep and clear, scattered with countless stars like a painter's canvas.

“Truly pure magic,” Deculein began, his gaze sweeping across the room, “is magic that is free from any impurities, completely untainted. Even the same spell, when utilized with purity, becomes sharper, more precise, and stronger—much like the body of an Iron Man.”

“Pfft,” someone muttered with a quiet chuckle.

Epherene glanced over and saw a mage from the Imperial Palace smirking.

"You," Deculein said, pointing at him. The mage, reclining slightly in his chair, locked eyes with Deculein. Naturally, he wouldn’t let it go. “Your name?”

“… It’s Ron,” Ron replied.

“Cast a flame.”

The Imperial mage, Ron, created a small flame at Deculein’s command. It was nothing more than a simple, ordinary spark—Ignition.

"That is a meager flame. Utterly ordinary."

Ron's eyebrow twitched at Deculein’s remark. 

Deculein examined the flame closely through his Sharp Eyesight, then continued, “As it stands, it’s unrefined—merely a source of heat, nothing more than a basic campfire. Impure and coarse.”

There was nothing remarkable about it—just a basic four-stroke spell circle, at best.

“... However.”

Deculein interfered with the spell, infusing it with a fragment of his own knowledge—imbuing it with the attribute of Iron Man.

Fwoosh—!

The small flame in Ron's hand suddenly flared into a roaring fire. Heat surged through the room in an instant, drawing the awe of everyone, including Epherene. It wasn’t just a simple flame; it danced with a blend of vibrant colors, radiating a fierce, pulsing energy that filled the space.

“This is a flame of pure fire.”

The strength of magic depended on its source. The more powerful the input, the stronger the effect, and when the source was exhausted, the magic would fade. Yet, this fierce flame, glowing like a white-red gemstone, burned on without any...

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