Memories flooded back into Lloydel's mind. Yesterday, after finishing a Programming Class, she had returned from Lu'ersike Advanced Magic Academy to her residence at the Hearthstone tavern.
Along the way, she had eagerly and happily waited for her Spellcaster Camp follower count to break one hundred thousand.
And it had... By the time she was halfway back, it had already surpassed one hundred thousand and swiftly risen to one hundred thousand one hundred.
Her excitement drove her to ask the Hearthstone tavern's owner for a bottle of wine to celebrate. A kindly Dwarf Uncle had recommended a bottle of wine as clear and white as snow.
Lloydel had carried the bottle upstairs, watching the various praises from her followers on Spellcaster Camp as she drank more and more happily... Then there was no then.
"My followers broke one hundred thousand?"
To confirm that everything from yesterday had been real and not a dream, Lloydel waved her hand and opened the Spellcaster Forum again, only to discover... the Spellcaster Forum was unable to connect to the network.
"What's going on?" Lloydel clicked again, but the Spellcaster Forum still displayed the prompt: 'Network connection lost.'
When she tried to mobilize her magic power to check whether something was wrong with her magic network, Lloydel discovered something terrifying.
"Why is there only this little left?"
Lloydel looked at her hands. The magic power she had accumulated over half a year, enough to rival her at her peak, had been rapidly drained after one night's sleep until less than... one percent remained.
"You're awake?"
Joshua pushed open the wooden door and walked in. The instant Lloydel saw him, she ran over to him.
"Where is this? Why can't I log into the magic network... And what happened to the energy I stored inside me?"