Different Perspectives

Without a doubt, Chen Yi had failed again.

The repeated failures left Chen Yi somewhat silent.

Did he truly understand the burning of flame? Did he truly understand spells?

The mages who had written the Magic Books Chen Yi had previously read might not necessarily have been able to defeat him.

But in their understanding of spells and knowledge of elements, they had certainly surpassed Chen Yi.

At first, he had not thought much of it. Now, looking back on it—

Explaining spells and elements in plain language, and making someone who was not a mage understand them, was an incredibly difficult task.

Fire Dragon poked Chen Yi worriedly. "Ao?"

Chen Yi came back to his senses and let out a breath. "I'm fine. I just ran into a small problem."

Fire Dragon naturally believed his trainer's words.

"Ao... Ao!"

Nothing could stump his trainer.

Chen Yi stroked the head that had nudged against him. He had been too impatient.

"Of course. How could such a small problem possibly stump me?"

Chen Yi's voice was soft, but his words carried confidence free of doubt.

He then spent the night meditating, gathering his thoughts.

The next day, Chen Yi continued to work through his ideas.

He tried to view flame and the understanding of combustion through the eyes of a Mage apprentice, an ordinary person.

The process was far more difficult than he had imagined.

Over the next half month, Chen Yi put pen to paper several times, only to tear everything up not long afterward.

Even after so long, the book before Chen Yi remained blank.

During that time, Rui returned once to report some intelligence.

Those strangely behaving adventurers did indeed exist, but now they seemed to have vanished as a group.

According to the testimony of many residents,