A new training course: a doctor who didn't want to become a Seris expert wasn't a good Magic Martial Artist

Rosa had explained it clearly, but there were still things left unsaid.

Even knowing that figure, he could not possibly feel the same way about it as an ordinary mage.

That was a difference in subjective perception.

In just six short years, life had passed like a dream, already wearing away his identity as an ordinary person in his previous life.

Roland could not help reflecting on himself.

"Rosa, would you say 1,000 gold coins is a large sum or a small one?"

"I couldn't really say," Rosa said. "But for you, sir, it's certainly a small sum.

"For the others in the tower, it wouldn't even cover the funding to launch a research project. Some middle- and high-tier Spell Scrolls cost more than 1,000 gold coins apiece."

Roland said, "Yes, it really is a small sum...

"But it can also be exchanged for a million copper coins, enough for ordinary people to settle down in a town, establish a livelihood, and live well for the rest of their lives.

"Besides, the people who need the Seris Martial Soul Art more right now, and would use it more often, are those lower-tier mages—the Wild Mages among the adventurers."

"They'll be the main user base, determining how widely this spell spreads."

Rosa was a little surprised. She had not expected Roland to attach such importance to mages at the bottom.

She could not help asking, "Shouldn't only High Mages, or even Grand Mages, have enough influence to affect that?"

Roland shook his head. "Viewed in static, isolated terms, even thousands upon thousands of lower-tier mages and Wild Mages are indeed less valuable than a single Grand Mage.

"But when you look at things in terms of change and interconnection, it's different.

"Those people didn't spring out of cracks in rocks. They