Iz watched Lu Cang toss out a stack of blueprints and fell silent for a moment.
A flicker of doubt crossed his mind.
Could Lu Cang's magical talent really be just a little better than his own?
But the thought came and went in an instant, quickly dismissed by Iz...
Impossible.
As for why...there was no reason. It was simply impossible.
A matter of course. Absolute confidence.
Call it blind arrogance or sheer conceit; Iz had never believed anyone could rival him in magical skill.
Whoosh!
Twenty-five thousand sheets of sketches rose into the air, circling around.
They surrounded Iz...like a cylindrical chimney.
"Oh!"
"Mm!"
"Tsk, tsk... This really is how it should be."
As he studied the sheets one after another, connecting them to each other,
Izpalut couldn't help clicking his tongue in admiration as he concentrated.
It was marvelous. An absolutely brilliant idea. He hadn't even thought of it himself until now!
As expected of my apprentice!
It was truly gratifying to see Lu Cang achieve so much in magic.
Heh, Chicheng.
You always said Lu Cang had a gift for being a Warrior. If you ask me, the time he spent on being a Warrior was wasted compared with his talent as a mage.
Iz was filled with admiration and praise.
Yet not for a moment did he doubt himself or feel inferior.
"Lu Cang, how did you get these ideas?"
Lu Cang scratched his head. "Ideas? Well, inspiration is just... something that suddenly comes to you."
Lu Cang had no intention of revealing his Future Simulation talent.
Not even to the people closest to him, Kumiloni and Izpalut, would he reveal it.
At most, he would let a few clues slip, enough to make them suspect something.
But he would never let them know he could