Plain and Unremarkable, Yet Possessing a Vast Vision (Seeking Recommendation Votes!)

"The principle of casting magic is to let mana flow through the meridians inside the body, finally triggering it to achieve a certain effect."

"Depending on the meridians used, controlling the flow of mana at different rates and in different ways will produce different magical effects, which in turn creates different types of magic."

"Every race has a different physical structure, and even within a race, there are subtle differences between individuals, which leads to variations in the meridians within each person."

"Therefore, some magic can only be used by the Elf Race, and some only by the Gnome Race, simply because the mana travels through meridians that do not exist in other races, rendering such magic impossible to replicate."

"And magic arrays are the very miracle that breaks this impossibility!"

Ilya was on the podium explaining the principles of magic arrays, and Ron was listening with great interest from below.

It was clear that this Elf Saintess had an obsession with magic arrays; once she entered her flow state, her entire being radiated a different kind of brilliance.

Her originally quiet temperament became passionate and exuberant the moment she spoke about magic arrays.

"A magic array is a technique that mimics the meridians inside a mage's body, using various magical materials to trace them out, inducing elements to flow along these 'artificial meridians' to release magic."

"Unlike individual limitations, as long as one learns how to construct a magic array using magical materials, even an ordinary person can create magic and stand against a mage."

"This is the true significance of magic arrays!"

Hearing this, Ron couldn't help but shake his head, finding it hard to agree.

Setting aside how expensive magical materials are, just the idea of having ordinary people learn to construct magic arrays was a highly unreliable notion.

Because mages meditate for years, their spirit and soul are far stronger than those of ordinary people, and their focus and comprehension during learning are incomparable to the average person.

And even such mages often feel their brains aren't enough when learning difficult and profound magical knowledge.

Not to mention the field of magic arrays, which is hailed as the most difficult and obscure in the magical world.

Ordinary people think mages are a bunch of superstitious weirdos, while ordinary mages think those who specialize in magic arrays are a bunch of superstitious weirdos.

From this, one can see the difficulty of learning magic arrays.

Looking at the volume of Ilya's hair on the podium, Ron had to admit that it was something certain middle-aged and elderly mages would envy.

For someone of Ilya's age to have achieved such accomplishments in the field of magic arrays meant her talent in this area was outstanding; otherwise, she would never have been allowed to open this course.

Aside from the fact that Ilya "believed that popularizing the study of magic arrays was the trend of the future," a point Ron disagreed with, the various theories she presented in class were very much to his liking.

In Ron's view, Ilya's idea of popularizing magic arrays was truly whimsical.

From his perspective, promoting and popularizing the study of magic arrays among mages was the only reliable path.

As for ordinary people, he felt it would be more practical to popularize the "use of magic arrays," while the learning of how to trace them and how to apply materials should be left to professional mages.

However, the mages of this world were all high and mighty; why would they ever construct magic arrays specifically for ordinary people?

This was a dead end.

Ron didn't dwell on this problem too much. Seeing that class was almost over, he fished a 1 silver coin from his pocket, stuffed it into the hands of the chubby student next to him, and then unceremoniously pulled several illustrated booklets from behind the other person, tucked them into his clothes, and stood up to leave.

"Hey..." The chubby student didn't dare to speak loudly, lowering his voice to call out to Ron, "1 silver coin only buys one book..."

Ron ignored him completely and walked straight out the back door.

The chubby student muttered a few words to himself, but in the end, he happily accepted the silver coin.

In fact, these illustrated booklets were mass-produced, and the cost was only a few copper coins each; even if Ron had taken a dozen more, he would still have made a profit.

So, he didn't bother arguing about the extra few books Ron had taken.

Consider it a discount for a new customer.

In the hallway outside the classroom.

"Lord Ron?"

As soon as Ron stepped out the back door, he was stopped by a familiar voice.

He turned his head and was met with two massive snowy peaks, which made him raise an eyebrow: "Edith?"

"It really is you?" Edith was a bit surprised, then realized, "You're here to find Professor Hicks, right?"

They had chatted while eating barbecue earlier, and Ron had mentioned he would come to the academy to study magic under Professor Hicks, so Edith immediately understood his purpose.

Ron felt a little awkward at this moment because he was currently hiding several "interesting" items inside his clothes.

Connecting this to his previous conversation with the chubby student, he guessed that Edith was the other Elf Saintess.

In other words, what he was holding in his arms was likely the "portrait" of the other woman's sister.

Of course, the pictures inside were drawn, so strictly speaking, they weren't photographs, but it was essentially the same thing.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned, so he greeted her and said, "I wandered around the academy for a while, then sat in on a class. It was quite interesting. I'm just on my way to find the professor now."

"That's unfortunate," Edith said apologetically, "The professor went out with the Dean to visit the Gnome Race today. I expect he won't be back for another two days."

"I see..." Ron paused for a moment, then shrugged, "That really is bad timing. I'll come back in two days then."

In any case, he needed to leave quickly, or else the things inside his clothes might accidentally fall out and cause a scene.

"Wait, hold on!" Edith quickly called out to him, "Actually, there's no need to wait for the professor to return. If you just want to learn basic magic, I can do it for you."

"But you'll have to wait a moment. I need to find someone to discuss something, it'll be quick."

Actually, Ron wanted to say it wasn't necessary, but then he thought, if he had to wait two more days to learn magic, wouldn't his Seed Germination Technique and Plant Growth Technique just sit there gathering dust for two more days?

As for the good stuff in his arms... Ron instinctively wanted to knock himself on the head, chuckling inwardly. With a shift of his intent, he tucked the few illustrated books from his clothes into his system Inventory.

He had completely forgotten about that...

Then, he thought of the reason Edith had come to this corridor and asked curiously, "You're here to find your younger sister, right? The one giving the lecture inside?"

"Ah? You mean Ilia?" Edith was stunned for a moment before she laughed, "She is my older sister, not my younger sister."

"Uh... she's your older sister..." Ron found it hard to wrap his head around that. He instinctively glanced through the window at the unremarkable Ilia on the podium, then looked at the well-endowed Edith, sighing at how ironic fate could be.

How did the older sister end up letting the younger one absorb all the nutrients?

Isn't that embarrassing?

Ron clicked his tongue and shook his head.

Failure Diary: I recently heard of a method to quit a bad habit: find a way to increase the cost of engaging in it. So, I bought a lockable storage box, planning to lock my phone inside and put the key on the first floor. Since I usually write on the third floor, if I want to use my phone, I have to run down to the first floor to get the key and then run back up to the third floor. I'm a lazy person who avoids moving whenever possible, so this effectively increases the cost of using my phone, allowing me to focus on my writing.