“...So you’re saying that…,” in order to speak these words, Lovellian first had to pick up his dropped jaw, “young Eugene used the Core of the White Flame Formula as a Circle and used it to cast magic.”

“Yes, sir,” Hera confirmed.

“Without any mistakes, he was immediately able to summon a Fireball, and then, without dispelling it, he converted it into a Magic Missile…?”

“Yes, sir.”

“This magic missile then knocked your carbium golem onto its back?”

“It hit right here, sir,” Hera said as she pointed to the golem’s chest. Indeed, there was a crater there that had been left from the impact.

Lovellian looked at it for a moment before chuckling, “...Ho ho. That sure looks like quite a hit.”

“It was his first time casting magic, but it hit dead center,” Hera remarked in amazement.

“How pure was the carbium?”

“The outer surface was completely made of carbium, sir.”

“And you didn’t cast a defensive enchantment on top of that?”

“I hadn’t gotten to it yet.”

“Is this really possible?” Lovellian murmured as he traced the...