The spiritual force model was like an engine, and elemental energy like gasoline, ultimately transformed into other forms of energy. That was the principle behind spells. What needed to be studied were the different effects produced by different models, the losses in between, the strength of the final effect, and the amount of spiritual force consumed by the model. These were the standards by which one judged whether an apprentice, or a Wizard, had truly mastered a spell. After all, a spell had been optimized by countless Wizards, and the standard for completely mastering it was already extremely high. Simply casting it did not count as success.
Apart from classes each day, the rest of the time was spent helping his mentor organize the laboratory, clean the spell room, prepare potions as an assistant, tend to rare plants in the garden, and so on.
However, for Anglie, this learning pace was somewhat too slow. His mentor taught too little each day, while he could complete ordinary tasks with extreme precision.
After more than four months of this, Anglie's meditation had begun to enter the stage of guiding elemental energy into his body. Zero's radiation had saved him at least more than half the time.
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"Today's first class is Mentor Angeline's Study of All Things," said a girl with long tawny-brown hair sitting beside Anglie.
"Study of All Things is rather obscure. I always feel there are many parts I don't understand," said a black-haired boy with glasses beside her, frowning.
The three sat in a corner of the quiet classroom. Like the other students, they had formed their own small circle.
"Anjie, why does Mentor Angeline wear a white robe while some mentors wear black robes? Do you know?" Anglie asked casually.
"It is divided according to positive and