The Level 4 mage stood up.
In the short time they'd been talking, Lu Cang had already killed six King-tier Demonic Beasts.
The mage's eyelids twitched.
That kill rate was even faster than a Level 4 adventuring party's.
Standing alone atop the city wall, Lu Cang was an army unto himself.
"The assessment for a Level 3 mage to advance to Level 4 requires you to create at least one spell of your own."
"Does Transcendent Magic count as a spell you created?"
"Probably not."
"Don't you have any spells of your own yet?"
Lu Cang shook his head.
"Spells you create yourself are usually the ones best suited to you. Anyone else casting a spell you created will never be able to unleash its full power."
"In fact, the spells we cast today were created by other people, too."
Lu Cang listened attentively.
"How can I create a spell of my own?"
The Level 4 mage scratched his head.
"Well, that's rather complicated."
He glanced at the battle below the city wall.
Was this really the time for a lesson?
Lu Cang was talking with him while simultaneously fighting the [Eight-legged Flea] below, casting without a chant.
This child's control over magic was more fluid than that of old mages who'd studied magic for decades.
Teaching him made the mage feel utterly inadequate.
The Level 4 mage sighed. "Creating a spell is difficult, but have you ever thought of fusing spells?"
"I have."
"How did you do it?"
"I cast two spells at the same time and fused them together."
"But the result was just casting two spells at the same time."
For a moment, the Level 4 mage didn't know what to say.
Casting spells simultaneously.
How many people couldn't manage that in their entire lives?
But