"Although you have an immense source of magic, your control over it... is like that of a child who has never received any systematic instruction."
"With proper magecraft theory to support the spell you just cast, you could reduce its magic consumption by at least another half and control its coverage more precisely, targeting specific locations."
At those words.
The air in the Cave seemed to freeze instantly. Lido abruptly raised his head and stared at Fels in disbelief. This Guild emissary, who always came and went without warning and treated everything coldly-a "Sage" who had lived for centuries-had actually taken the initiative to speak, wanting to take on a pupil.
If the people of Orario heard about this, they would probably go mad with jealousy on the spot. After all.
Over eight hundred years.
Fels had long since grown indifferent to the many geniuses of the world. Even the astonishingly gifted Level 1 Adventurers of the Loki Familia or Freya Familia could not stir the heart of this "Sage," who had witnessed countless rises and falls in Orario.
Her mastery of magic was such that even "Nine Hell" Riveria, hailed as Orario's greatest mage on the surface, might not be able to surpass her decisively. Faced with this unexpected invitation.
Kisara Tendo stopped, resting her hand on her sword hilt as she watched Fels warily. Sasamori Aya turned her head, the corner of her mouth curling mockingly.
"What?"
"Is the esteemed Guild emissary planning to poach one of us openly, right in front of our god?"
"I mean nothing else by it."
"I merely feel that, with a little refinement, such an unbelievable talent could become the greatest healer in the history of Orario-no, of the entire Lower World!" Faced with Sasamori Aya's questioning, Fels tried to look past