In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
Leichir had originally planned to cast the Beacon Formula as soon as he recovered his strength, contacting his colleagues in Magewood to come get him and informing them of the situation.
The problem was that his magic power had been depleted far too severely.
So he stayed for over a month in total,
resting to recover his magic power while taking the opportunity presented by Louis's magical talent to teach him some basic spells.
From the initial Fireball and Hold Spell to the later Ray Spell, Shockwave, Magic Shield, Lightness Spell, Scorching Arrow, Ignition Formula, Magic Hand, Slow-Fall Spell, Touch of Resonance...
Over that month, Louis actually mastered well over a dozen basic spells with different uses from different schools!
His progress was too fast, as though he were devouring knowledge rather than learning it.
But their time studying magic together had to end eventually.
As the weather grew warmer, Leichir's body recovered day by day.
Leichir sat in the courtyard with a cloak draped over him, magic power rippling faintly at his fingertips.
His injuries had largely healed, and his mind had mostly recovered as well.
That day, he glanced back at Louis and said, "I can more or less... cast the Beacon Formula now."
"A beacon?" Louis looked up in mild surprise. "You mean you can contact your companions?"
Leichir nodded. "I've rested a little too long. I need to report the matter of the Insect Corpses to, well, headquarters immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, magic power flowed through his hand as he began forming the formula.
The magic power at his fingertips slowly spun into a small silver spell ring, like a miniature wheel of light. It hovered in the air, emitting gentle but regular