Snow Cedar Lake Sky Island, Jiang Han's cottage.
Jiang Han sat on the floor with her knees hugged to her chest, leaning against the sofa and luxuriating in the naturally cool air conditioning and the warm floor heating that seeped through even the thick quilts spread across the ground.
Beside her, Angelite and Eileen were using magic to transfigure the coffee table.
Sitting on the sofa was far too restrained, so they had unanimously agreed to sit directly on the floor to watch the match.
"I prefer griffins and noble hawks." Eileen slightly lifted her chin and traced a finger through the air. The wooden coffee table had already become lifelike wooden carvings of a griffin and a noble hawk. Under her exquisite spellwork, they even fought each other, letting out realistic cries.
Unexpectedly, Angelite was not particularly competitive. She merely snapped her fingers, transfiguring the wooden feathers that had fallen during the griffin and noble hawk's battle into an elegant miniature six-story house, then shrinking Eileen's two creations and locking them inside.
"Animate Transfiguration. I remember you even wrote a paper on it."
"Yes, it was a very old version. I used Miss Lilith's version..." Eileen replied with a smile.
Jiang Han quietly puffed out her cheeks.
Although Lilith had said that transfiguration was the most boring school of magic, she herself was indeed a prodigy of the school. Even many of Eileen's current spells drew from Lilith's transfiguration designs.
"...She used an incredibly impressive grafting technique. It gave me a great deal of inspiration." After finishing her discussion of Lilith's transfiguration magic, Eileen once again placed both hands before her lower abdomen like a proper lady and asked in puzzlement, "By the way, where is Miss Lilith?"
Angelite expressionlessly tilted her head and pointed at Lilith, who was