The sky color gradually darkened.
The enormous red sun on the horizon slowly sank into the earth, scattering its last warm rays of sunset over all things. Deep night began to descend upon the world, and a few dim stars faintly emerged.
The city was bathed in golden evening light, casting long shadows behind pedestrians on the streets. Magic vehicles rolled slowly onward; it was time to return home.
Luo Chuan stretched, closing his book. The gilded words on its cover glittered in the sunset.
He touched his stomach. He was already a little hungry.
Luo Chuan took out his Magic Phone and checked the time. It was nearly dinner time already; he had not realized so much time had passed.
When one focused wholeheartedly on something, it was easy to overlook the passage of time.
Dinner.
The Magic Phone received a message from Yao Ziyan.
Just two simple words, yet they accurately and clearly conveyed her intentions, indirectly pointed out the time, and carried no punctuation. But often, this very plainness was the most precious color in life.
...All right, he could not keep making this up.
Luo Chuan got up and went upstairs to eat.
"Boss, why were you reading Three Hundred Lectures on Magic Introduction?"
Anno spoke somewhat indistinctly while eating. In her heart, a certain boss's image was mysterious and powerful; no matter how she looked at it, he had nothing to do with such beginner-level textbooks.
"To learn," Luo Chuan answered casually.
"...Learn?" The elf girl's expression became wonderfully vivid in an instant.
She suspected that she had misheard something.
The boss wanted to start learning magic from scratch? Anno felt this was the most absurd joke she had heard in recent times.
"Mm, learn." Luo Chuan nodded in confirmation.
Anno opened her mouth, then