"Fire Runes reached Master Level. Talent increased by 600."
"Talent: 39500 → 40100!"
"Talent can advance. Advance now?"
Inside the training ground, dark red flame patterns faded from Ian's body one after another.
They were Fire Runes, a fire-element support spell that drew on some of the principles of inscription Wizardry and could increase the power of Darkfire spells.
Now it had finally reached Master Level.
His talent was ready to advance.
"My talent can advance too."
Ian looked at the prompt and took a deep breath. He had waited a long time for this day.
As for which to do first, naturally, it would be his talent.
So he returned to his Meditation Room.
He bought more resources to replenish his essence and mental power. Several days later, on an unremarkable afternoon, everything was ready.
Inside the Meditation Room,
a large pool had been added. Thick elemental conduits fed a steady stream of elements into it.
It was already filled with a medicinal solution made from resources Ian had purchased at great expense. He had also paid the Potions Department a substantial sum to prepare it.
"But it's worth it for stability."
Ian murmured to himself.
During his last advancement, he had felt that, for all its considerable benefits, advancing also placed enormous strain on his body.
That was not to say advancement had a drawback.
Rather, a sudden improvement and change in talent put a certain amount of pressure on his mental power, spirituality, and the like.
That was why he had prepared the medicinal solution this time.
He slowly stepped into the pool.
After taking several deep breaths and settling himself,
Ian gradually closed his eyes.
"Talent: Morning Glow → Blazing!"
The familiar sensation swept over him. Ian felt subtle changes taking place in his body once