Where was Anseir?
Where was the student he took such pride in?
Mori refused to believe that Anseir, a court Magic Master, could have been defeated by these barbaric Magic Masters.
He was a Magic Master personally chosen by God King Freyr, gifted in mind and flame.
In Vanaheim, very few Magic Masters could wield mind magic proficiently.
Even those Magic Masters fortunate enough to acquire a minor mind spell used it only for simple hypnosis.
True mind magic could control people, even trap them in illusions they could not escape.
Ayla saw John emerge, and somehow felt that this was only natural.
"Starry Sky Magic?" Ayla murmured.
What mattered more to her was whether John's magic was Starry Sky Magic, just like hers.
That was important.
The rarer a branch of magic was, the harder it was to pursue it to the end.
Not only were those gifted in it few, but one person's research could never match the work of many.
Ayla was the only person in Vanaheim who could wield Starry Sky Magic.
Pitting her wisdom alone against the Magic Masters of the four basic elements—earth, wind, water, and fire—was far too difficult.
Even if most spells within the four elements were mediocre, a handful still possessed extraordinary power.
That was the advantage of having so many practitioners.
Ayla hoped the Starlight Path would gain greater recognition.
Andrivin also wore a look of disbelief, but the High Tower standing in the Seagull Cluster was an undeniable fact.
This opening of the Divine Book had an astonishing survival rate.
In past eras of the Divine Book, there had once been an opening that produced several magic towers.
It was not that today's Magic Masters were inferior to those of the past. The Divine Book's tastes had simply grown