Who is standing behind the newbie? (Seeking follow-up reads)

"Right, Master, is that [Quantum Reading] you mentioned the legendary [Reading Magic]?"

Lein's mind was a bit blank.

Quantum Reading on Earth was just a scam.

Did he read it?

He did.

But in the world of magic, Reading Magic could genuinely speed up reading!

Tired, destroy it all!

Damn it, teaching Downs was so unrewarding.

Taught but not listened to, listened to but not understood, understood but still twisted, twisted but still right.

It felt like the legendary "Schrödinger's Teaching."

The process didn't matter; as long as a start was made, the result was bound to be good.

Back and forth, Lein despaired. He'd teach, since he'd accepted it.

Don't look at Downs now; he was only using level 3 and 4 magic, usually used by High-Level Mages.

Under the boost of the string of [Super Magic Specializations] in Downs's magic list, the power of his level 3 and 4 spells started at level 5, approaching level 6. If any naive enemy treated Downs as an ordinary High-Level Mage, they would suffer greatly.

Lein had no idea that the story of 'Parallel Circuit' was merely a beginning.

Time entered autumn, and Cervantes Kingdom's advisor, Ganis, arrived again.

This time, he brought two squads of adventurers as guards, traveling along the mountain path.

Even though he had received news earlier that a large group of devils had been plastered onto the wall by an enraged Legendary Archmage, knowing was one thing, and witnessing it firsthand was another.

"Truly beautiful. This actually reminds me of elven art from another homeland," Ganis, a Half-elf, praised sincerely.

And wasn't it?

The originally unremarkable, dull yellow mountain wall now had a colorful, glazed appearance. Not only was it smooth, but when sunlight hit it, it reflected clusters of enchanting halos. These halos weren't dazzling and even exuded a faint aura of holiness.

One would believe it was an artwork created by an artist of the good and lawful alignment.

Yet, these things, like fired glass, were essentially the flesh and blood of devils.

It was revolting.

If it were a transmigrator, it would be like being told while eating hotpot that the chili flakes weren't chili flakes but cockroaches...

Lein, the instigator, had no idea that the oversized convex lens he had messed with would cause such terrible psychological trauma to those who came later.

Anyway, the two squads of adventurers, the ones who had been here before were well-behaved, and the new ones were extremely docile.

Yes, the kind who didn't even dare to breathe.

The arrival of this group naturally alerted the Fire Bats from afar.

Even Ganis, who had not discovered the hidden Fire Bats, was once again convinced that the perception of that great being truly extended for several miles.

As they arrived in front of the waterfall, the large pool before them began to boil.

"Puff puff puff!"

The water before their eyes boiled like porridge.

Ganis and the others maintained their bowed posture, watching the 'White Dragon Pool Monster' reveal its true form.

Lein had indeed asked Downs to greet Ganis.

"Just greet them normally."

That was what Lein had instructed, but it had naturally been twisted in Downs's mind.

Normally?

Oh! I get it! It's the 'normal' of a Legendary Archmage, right?

I can't let down Master's reputation by any means.

This time, Downs didn't swim but walked out from the bottom of the pool.

Step by step.

Powerful yet gentle wind elementals swirled around him, forming a huge elemental shield that rejected any element other than wind from approaching Downs's body.

Yet, not a single bit of wind elemental moved more than a meter away from Downs.

This purity of elemental control left Ganis and the others stunned into temporary speechlessness.

From a Half-elf's perspective, how could he not see that while Downs appeared to have the strength of a high-level mage, his control over the elements had reached a true master level?

The only things Downs lacked were the accumulation of magic power and the study of Master Level spells.

Before the Age of Dharma Decline, one often heard of wild mages who were stuck at the advanced level their entire lives, unable to learn a single Master Level spell, and died with regret.

With a Legendary Archmage as his Master, Downs clearly wasn't among them.

To Ganis, Downs's bright future was clearly visible.

So Ganis wasn't bowing to a high-tier mage, but paying respects to a future Archmage destined for the pinnacle of magic, whose name would be etched into legend.

Downs was satisfied seeing Ganis's sincere and respectful attitude. He put on an air of maturity and spoke in his deep voice, "Your excellencies grace this place. May I ask what brings you here?"

"We wouldn't dare! We merely felt that Lord Quijote was about time to advance to high-tier mage, so we came to offer our congratulations. We didn't expect it to be such a coincidence," Ganis said, though inwardly he was exclaiming his luck.

He had, after all, gone against everyone's advice to have King Cervantes send over the royal treasury's high-tier mage equipment early.

His reasoning then was, 'In this era of declining magic, our country no longer has anyone who can use these items,' and 'Since Mr. Quijote will become a high-tier mage sooner or later, why not do a favor now?'

He hadn't expected to be conservative.

The person wasn't 'about to' advance, but had already advanced to high-tier!

Damn it! A high-tier mage at seventeen years old!

Even in the last thousand years of Chaos Continent's history, he was a monstrous genius who could rank among the best!

Fortunately, as an elder who had lived for over two hundred years and seen many Archmages, Ganis was not lacking in discernment. He clearly sensed that Downs's magical aura was still somewhat impure, deducing that Downs's advancement must have been recent.

Ganis gestured, and a high-tier Paladin, acting as a temporary attendant, brought forward a large box. Upon opening it, a radiant robe revealed itself.

"This is [Thunder Robe]! This treasure allows you to retaliate with lightning against those who attack you. It recharges three times daily, consuming one or more charges to surround your body with a lightning shield that deals lightning damage to any other creature that attacks you with natural weapons or non-long weapons. This effect lasts for three rounds and does not harm yourself."

"This is [Purification Mask]..."

"This is [Ring of the Mind]..."

"This is..."

One high-tier magical treasure after another, items that would have caused a mad scramble before the era of declining magic, were presented, dazzling Downs, a country bumpkin in the magical world.

The White Dragon's treasure hoard hadn't lacked good items, but the White Dragon didn't just kill mages. There were few mage items, and none of them were high-grade. A White Dragon of Challenge Rating 9 wouldn't be able to kill a Master Level Mage anyway.

This time, Downs was truly shocked and clearly a bit flustered.

At this moment, Lein's voice echoed through the void before the waterfall.

This was... [Schoolwide Broadcast Function].

"Downs, just accept it. Ask them, do they have any trouble?"

The gifts were to be accepted, but no favors owed.

A fair transaction, no cheating.

Ganis's facial muscles twitched subtly. "It's nothing, just that there's an unoccupied high-tier mage tower in Cervantes Royal City that's affecting the city's defense system. We were wondering if Your Excellency Quijote would be free to help clear it out?"

As soon as Ganis spoke, Lein inwardly praised him as 'smart'!

So incredibly smart.

It was like before he transmigrated, bringing a relative to the hospital and getting a novice doctor.

Just because the novice couldn't handle it, didn't mean he couldn't call for backup!

You never knew who a novice doctor could call.

In the end, the one who showed up was the old expert that Lein's relative had tried to get an appointment with for three months, the top specialist in that department for the entire province.