The enchanting illusion was shattered by Ruth the next day, who appeared as excited as he was at noon.

  Max looked at the intricate diagrams drawn on a large stone tablet and listened to a long lecture by the wizard, who was very excited. Having made a pedantic remark about the concept of magic, Ruth started a heated explanation of how magic worked. It was as if she was listening to a foreign language.

  At the end of the long, long explanation, Max almost sobbed on the spot with frustration and disappointment.

  Ruth frowned at Max’s tearful face, unsure of the reason for her demise,

  Ruth grumbled discontentedly at her passive attitude.

  It was too much of a demand for someone who got used to resigning. Max turned her eyes down and nodded blankly.

  In a calm and soft voice, Ruth said,

  Max felt a bit better.

  He erased the diagram from the stone plate and began to draw a simple picture again.

  This time he spoke slowly, but his hands moved quickly.

  She immediately wrote it on parchment. Ruth waited until he finished writing and then continued his explanation.

  She asked.

  She was almost on the verge of breaking down.

  He reached out in the air.

  He flicked his finger. Then, a fire the size of a fist rose into the air.

  The flames disappeared when he lowered his hand.

  She refuted.

  She hurriedly took down his explanation, breathlessly.

  Ruth squinted his eyes and asked.

  Max looked grim as she looked down at the books she had piled up on her desk.

  He scratched his head and rolled up the magical design of the book and tucked it into the back of the road.

  He took out a transparent stone from his small pocket and held it out.

  He handed out three thick books that seemed heavy to him to hold in one arm. Max felt less than a handful of confidence vanish. She looked at the book in a sullen way. The dense letters broke her heart at once. Can I really do it?……

  Max recalled the fantasies of the previous day to revive her motivation. Riftan, who proudly looked at her being able to use magic. And Maximilian, donning a gorgeous robe worn by wizards on an adventure with him.

  When imagining herself traveling through the mountains and fields with Riftan, she felt a great pressure on her shoulders. Only then did her heart become firmer and her fingers stretched out to take the mana stone in it.