Lionel stared dumbfounded at the strange creature before him, standing on its front legs while fire blasted from its hind legs.
The moment he heard it speak, he had already prepared himself mentally.
After all, in a world of magic, talking creatures were rare, but not unheard of.
It was just... the two intersecting streams of fire, coming from entirely different sources, truly made his already overburdened brain feel overloaded. Frowning, he tentatively analyzed, "Hey... how come your butt can breathe fire too? Is it because you ate too much in too short a time, couldn't control the excess energy, and it leaked out through your vent?"
Bruce had just been about to offer him a friendly greeting. After all, this was He Xi's roommate—and soon to be his own roommate too.
But hearing that, anger immediately surged up inside him.
"Fool! You... you know nothing of the power of magic!!"
As he spoke, an uncontrollable little flame went puff, bursting out from the same place once again.
Lionel scratched his head curiously.
"W-wait until you master the power of fire and you'll understand! Th-this is the most efficient method of mana conversion! It reduces mana dissipation during spellcasting!"
After forcibly finishing his explanation, Bruce glanced at him somewhat guiltily.
"So that's how it is!"
Lionel nodded thoughtfully, then pulled out his treasured notebook from his robes.
The tip of his pen flew across the paper as he muttered as usual, "Fire spells... through the rear courtyard (crossed out)..." He tilted his head and carefully examined that particular spot.
"...casting through the asshole... can improve mana conversion efficiency and reduce dissipa..." He Xi watched the scene, feeling his temples throb.
Though he knew Bruce was only trying to prank him, his roommate was at a crucial stage of learning. If