"Huh? Didn't I already practice spellwork this morning? Why do I have to practice again this afternoon? This isn't right at all! You're bullying me! This is abuse! I'll report you to John, just you watch!"
At two that afternoon in Morningstar City, Meyer looked at Gray Hoof the Great Elder, who wore an awkward smile and was responsible for monitoring her daily progress in spellwork training.
Even with her optimistic disposition, Meyer was beginning to lose her composure.
Tears even began welling faintly in her eyes. She clearly felt terribly wronged.
Ever since she had returned from performing the usual "Sage Miracle" fifteen days earlier, Gray Hoof the Great Elder, who oversaw her daily meals and outings, had inexplicably added a so-called spellwork training course to her daily activities.
At first, she had thought the old man considered her too weak to live up to the title of sage and had increased her training intensity for that reason.
She had figured it was nothing more than a passing whim of his and wouldn't affect her happy daily life at all.
Once he discovered that her strength couldn't improve rapidly in the short term, he would give up, and her old life of happily eating, drinking, and having fun after performing miracles would return.
But Meyer had never imagined he would be deranged enough to keep this strenuous training going for fifteen whole days!
And after those fifteen days of spellwork training, not only had he failed to lower the difficulty in response to her pleas, he even seemed inclined to intensify it!
For a sage addicted to having fun, this news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue!
Before this, she had enjoyed at least eight hours every day to sample delicious food.
But now, aside from performing the