Han Jing didn't want to admit it but Timothy was pretty darn gullible at times. Then again, his background was a young man that grew up from a backwater village so it kind of made sense? Needless to say, Han coughed and shook his head. "I'm assuming that your mana pool or well can expand."
"Probably when you level up," Timothy gave him a shrug, "When you have the Mage Class, at certain capstones—you can get a Spell or a Skill that's related to your Class and desires."
"...Forget about levels for a moment." Han didn't believe that he was saying this in the world governed by levels, but he had to say it. "Think about this, you grow up in a farm and carry a bushel of hay everyday. Won't your muscles get stronger? Oh, wait, you know Lumberman Jack right?"
"We're from the same village, aren't we?"
