[Light's Touch:LV1(15/100)] [Light's Touch:LV1(36/100)]
Duke was completely absorbed in exploring how to control Light's Touch. He discovered that improving its proficiency did not merely depend on the number of times it was cast, but also on the complexity and precision of each manipulation.
The more delicate the operation he attempted to complete, the faster his proficiency seemed to grow.
He even began trying to condense and control two tendrils of light at once, instantly raising the demands on his precise mental control by an entire level.
At first, the two tendrils were completely disobedient. They either tangled together in knots or moved entirely out of sync.
But Duke never tired of it. He regarded it as excellent training for his ability to control his mental power.
Just as Duke was immersed in spell practice and had lost all sense of the passage of time outside, the Wizard Mark in his mind suddenly stirred.
Only then did Duke stop practicing to check the message, discovering that it was from Catherine.
Catherine had almost no strict requirements for the people under her command, nor did she ever assign any urgent or dangerous missions.
Perhaps, to her, someone like Duke, who stayed cooped up in the laboratory all the time, was the easiest to manage—as long as he did not go out and cause trouble.
Otherwise, once these people got themselves into trouble, Catherine would have to clean up after them.
Catherine's message was simple. The general offensive was about to begin, and everyone was to assemble immediately.
Duke immediately stopped casting, dispelled Light's Touch and his other spells, tidied up the laboratory, and hurried outside.
After leaving the laboratory and returning to Goosepeak Fort's main passageway, he found that the atmosphere inside the fortress, once busy yet orderly, had changed