Everyone in the party understood the significance of a B-rank spell, and this, Li had even almost slightly started to forget. The power level of this world was so low that ordinarily, even a C-rank spell was a feat worthy of praise where to Li, it was useless unless it had niche, good effects.
B-rank was the minimum of what Li considered routinely usable, and here, it was already in the realm of myth.
Regardless, that just reassured Li more that the lives of this party would be safe so long as he was around.
"Haha, that's my lad!" said Old Thane as he beat his wooden chest plate armor with a fist. "Casting mythical spells with utter ease. I say without my guidance, he would never have grown like this!"
"Sometimes, I think you take me for granted," said Li.
