"It's finally over."
Zhao Si stretched and rolled his shoulders. Now that he had relaxed, his whole body ached. Every joint hurt, and even his stomach was churning. It seemed he had suffered internal injuries after all. He had taken a blow from Theodoric's hammer, after all. Coming out completely unscathed would have been impossible.
But once he left the Colosseum, Helena could cast a Healing Incantation on him and sweep all that pain away.
Bathed in the light of the Healing Incantation, Zhao Si felt warm all over. In moments, he was as good as new. He moved his body around, as lively as ever.
Zhao Si wiped the sweat off his forehead and thanked Helena.
At that moment, Zhao Si, Helena, Malenia, and Thops were inside Zhao Si's large tent. Thops looked unusually excited. "That was incredible! Sneaking out of the Academy to watch the Combat Festival was absolutely the right decision. It really got my blood pumping!"
Life at the Academy normally consisted of tedious research, with books for company most of the time. Thops was also easygoing by nature and no good at fighting others. Occasionally watching battles like these, with real bloodshed and real deaths, certainly stimulated his mind. Constantly burying himself in research could leave him short of inspiration too. He needed to clear his head and get out more. Seeing more of the world would help his research.
Only after seeing those bloody scenes did Thops begin to understand why the Academy's sorcerers pursued highly offensive magic so fervently. Presumably, some sorcerers also had restless hearts, rather than simply devoting themselves to magical research and contentedly living in poverty.
Finding contentment in poverty and devotion to one's path was a state of mind. After witnessing the Combat Festival firsthand, Thops became even more