"Your Magic Book seems different from mine. May I take a look at the cover?" Suye asked.
The old man smiled faintly, extended the bony index finger of his right hand, and lightly tapped the Magic Book. The Magic Book parted the water and flew toward Suye.
Suye held the Magic Book and examined it carefully, eventually running his fingers over it.
"The wave design on this is extremely ancient. It's a First Generation Miletus Magic Book, and the last batch was made six or seven decades ago. The Magic Book in my hands is already the third generation. It's an honor to see such an ancient Magic Book. I heard that the First Generation Magic Books carried Master Thales's handwritten signature. Would I be fortunate enough to see it?" Suye smiled and returned the Magic Book.
"Of course! Back when we were in Miletus, Master Thales was still our dean." As Sowo spoke, he opened the Magic Book.
White waves surged out of the Magic Book. It was as though an invisible pen were guiding them. They spun and leaped in midair, condensing into the three-dimensional characters for "Thales."
"That's it. I've seen it in a Magic Image before. It really is enviable." Suye smiled.
"Other than my age, there's nothing about me worth envying," Sowo said.
"Please, have a seat. We're all people of the Miletus School. There's no need to be so formal."
As he spoke, Suye sat down, and Sowo followed suit.
The two chatted idly.
Gradually, Suye learned the old man's background. He was already over ninety years old. He had once studied in Miletus, then secluded himself on an island and devoted himself to cultivating Water Magic.
Later, when he grew old and wanted to break through to the Legendary realm, he had gone