After some casual conversation, Charles began to learn about Jody's training situation.
He first asked about the details of her meditation—how she memorized runes, absorbed magical power, and even how she handled the aftermath of taking potions.
Compared with Charles, Jody undoubtedly used far more resources.
Yet she had not truly made full use of those resources.
Wizard potions were never free of side effects. Many of them had exceedingly severe side effects.
The potions Jody could use were not particularly good either. Quite a few of them caused no small amount of damage to the body.
Only after examining her did Charles discover that, in terms of health, Jody's body was practically in an entirely different state from his.
Her physical condition was at least ten years older than her actual age.
There were many reasons for this. On one hand, absorbing magical power put pressure on the body.
On the other hand, it was because she had taken too many potions.
Charles said, "Do you know the state your body is in right now?"
Jody nodded slightly. "This is something wizards must go through if they want to become strong. I understand the condition of my own body."
"Compared to that, your physical condition is what's abnormal for a wizard apprentice."
Jody was somewhat envious.
"Quake, Sal, and Golder have suffered even more bodily damage than I have."
Charles thought for a moment, recalling Quake and the others' conditions.
It was indeed as Jody had said.
Every time he saw Quake, the fellow had black circles around his eyes, as though he had terminal late-night cancer.
Sal's complexion was not good either. He frequently came into contact with curses and toxins, leaving his face a bluish gray.
To be honest, Charles would not have found it strange if