Surviving the Fourth Calamity
Chapter 1842

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Under Hill's earnest instruction, Russell and Carpenter worked hard on the basics of being Mages... it was just that this concept of "basics" was a little too advanced.

Or rather, Hill's teachings had practically entered the scope of a Middle-Circle Mage's studies.

Of course, Russell and Carpenter knew that their teacher liked to mix all kinds of subjects together, so the lessons occasionally went a little beyond their rank and strength. But while their spell studies still seemed to be progressing step by step, they had no idea just how far ahead of schedule they actually were.

But to Hill, all of it was basic knowledge.

As for spell rank... once they had accumulated enough energy, they would naturally be able to learn new things. There was no need to spend so much effort on it.

Even when his previous life had been difficult, he had never encountered any problems in learning spells.

So if someone lacked sufficient talent, it was truly difficult for them to endure his teaching.

But Carpenter had long grown accustomed to lessons becoming incomprehensible halfway through. She would simply turn around, pick up her notebook, and write furiously, trying her best to record whatever words and symbols she could remember and understand.

Once she had digested the earlier knowledge, Carpenter could go to Russell, who had surely already learned and mastered it all, to study the latter half.

By looking at those Runes she only half understood, Russell could tell where her knowledge had begun to break down.

And Russell, who bore all of Carpenter's expectations, had even less reason to think about unnecessary things... swallowing down their teacher's lessons whole already took every bit of his energy.

A Mage Tower could not be built overnight.

Even with the full cooperation of several students

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