"Using magic required a little imagination and creativity? That was truly the most thought-provoking thing I had ever heard in my life." Kulang could not help but sigh.
As a "wild mage" with no backing or powerful mentor to teach him, his path through magic had been full of stumbles and setbacks.
Especially when it came to theoretical knowledge and fundamentals, the gap between him and those "academy mages" who had received systematic education was enormous.
Many times, experience that Kulang needed months or even years of independent research to summarize could be grasped by the latter after just one class or a few casual words of guidance from their instructor.
That was why he had only barely become a mage capable of wielding third-circle Arcane Magic after reaching middle age, and why he was so uncertain about his future.
He could not even compare to ordinary academy mages, let alone a "genius" like Raymond, who had been personally trained by the Necromancer Archmage—Astar.
In fact, if Raymond organized all the books and magic-related knowledge stored in his Mind Library, they could probably fill an entire room.
After all, during his time living in the Floating City Tower, one of his greatest hobbies had been collecting books, scrolls, and notes he had not yet read.
Although this was merely to satisfy some strange personal obsession, and he had not had time to carefully read many of the books, scrolls, and notes that were not immediately useful, he had simply stuffed them all into the Mind Library.
But whenever he needed them, he could immediately retrieve and consult them.
In a sense, Raymond himself was like a mobile library, automatically recording everything he saw and heard at all times.
Just as Kulang was about to ask for more details about the