She thought he would never come back again. She thought that he would indulge himself in work while receiving reports of what she was doing. Did he know that she improved even when she was studying alone? She didn't expect a mentor or teacher anymore. Somehow, she understood the reason. There was a book that talked about how mana circled in the body and made spells possible. To conjure a spell, a circle appeared from thin air. The impact of the magic was measured by the shape of the circle; the bigger it was the more powerful it became. There was also the accuracy of the symbols…
"So were you happy in that castle? My time has been full, this castle offers more than you can ever give me. I wonder if those words you said were only for me to smitten. Anyway, I am not holding a grudge. It's still better than going to school and studying useless things there."
