Selala Mountain Range

"Speaking of which, what was that little trick you were talking about with that old man just now?"

Since all they had to do now was wait,

both Lan Qingyou and Alisa had time on their hands.

So Alisa took the opportunity to ask about the little trick.

"Do you remember the old village chief's Wind Blade from yesterday?"

"I do."

"What I was asking him about just now was actually related to that..."

Lan Qingyou recounted everything she had discussed with the old village chief.

Alisa listened closely.

She even tried to imitate it from time to time as she listened.

Of course, she didn't go so far as to use magic.

After all, they were both indoors.

But making a simple ball of Magic Power was no problem.

All she had to do was keep the ball about five centimeters in diameter,

then shoot it out through the window.

Compression.

That moment of compression—

that was the old village chief's little trick.

While Alisa experimented, Lan Qingyou naturally didn't sit idle either.

To them, this world was practically a vast treasure trove of knowledge.

After all, they had previously been self-taught or learned by discussing things with each other.

Neither of them had ever received proper instruction.

"So the reason you want to go to the Imperial Capital is to take the chance to study at a school systematically?"

Alisa said this as she held up her hand and aimed at the window, practicing the "feel" of it.

"Systematic study might be putting it too strongly, but we might discover some pointers we didn't know about before, like the old village chief's little trick."

Lan Qingyou nodded, holding her hand in the same pose as Alisa.

"That's a good idea. We might even get to see the Imperial