Evening soon fell.
It was not until the sun was nearly setting that Shien left the royal palace, rubbing his eyes as he prepared to return to House Razahad.
"Today was another day of cramming my head full."
Shien walked along the roads of the noble district, sighing heavily.
"There were still 224 elementary Celestial Magic spells, 78 intermediate spells, 25 advanced spells, and then there was Enchantment Magic. That could no longer be counted in individual spells—there were a full thirty-four thick spellbooks left."
"I had to memorize all of them."
"Sigh, when was this going to end?"
Shien felt that even a studious, model student like him was about to reach his limit.
"Back then, I even thought about learning every kind of magic. That was fucking wishful thinking."
If he truly tried to memorize the incantations for every spell in the world, Shien felt that he might have to spend the rest of his life doing it.
"Was this what they called learning until the day you died?"
Just thinking about living that way made Shien shudder.
Therefore, Shien had already made up his mind.
"From now on, Celestial Magic and Enchantment Magic would be my specialties. I absolutely would not learn magic from any other system."
To that end, Shien had even forgotten the four elemental magic skills he had learned before.
Forgetting skills.
It was a method available to all living beings who had acquired skills.
When someone was dissatisfied with a skill they had learned, or was severely short on Skill Points, they could forget an acquired skill and recover the Skill Points they had previously spent on it.
Of course, this was not something that could be used casually.
Once someone chose to forget a skill, it would produce two side effects.
First: