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Banville said, "Thank you for your concern, but not only did my father not scold me, he even told me how to defeat Leo."

"Next time I fight Leo, I'll definitely win!"

Anna and the other three said happily, "That's great."

"Keep it up, Banville."

The team atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

The only oddity was the faint trace of bloodshot veins flashing beneath Anna and the others' eyes.

In the dim room, the candlelight was faint.

With his hair hanging loose, Sephir kept switching between sheets of paper covered in spell combinations. Judging from his expression, he was clearly dissatisfied with them.

"No, this combination of Bloodline Abilities can't defeat Leo."

"This set won't work either."

Sephir swept the papers aside roughly.

He stared at the mirror on the table, looking at himself within it.

Haggard. Furious.

There was none of the lofty bearing he had possessed at the start of the Great Summons, when he had regarded the other Wizard Apprentices as beneath notice.

"Could it be that the truly powerful Wizard Nova spoke of cannot be achieved through the path of Bloodline Abilities?"

"No. Even if I switched to multiple spells, the result wouldn't be any better than it is now. The problem isn't me—it's Wizard Nova."

"In the end, he's only a First-Rank Wizard Apprentice, not a Formal Wizard. Therefore, what he calls a truly powerful Wizard may not necessarily be accurate."

"Wizard Nova is a genius, but that doesn't mean his words are truth and righteousness."

Sephir abruptly stood up and said, "That's right, it must be so. Wizard Nova was wrong, and I followed the wrong road in search of direction. Naturally, I couldn't find the right direction."

"Leo, just wait. Once I find the right path for a Wizard's development again, I'll come