— .... that is why high-level masters do not allow alien auras to flow into the well without first cleaning, even though more than half of the useful energy is lost during filtration.
Mais, who had been listening intently to the young man's stories, at some point caught himself thinking that Ragne was playing the role of a teacher. The change of positions did not add pleasant sensations, but it did not burden the dean, because he had been looking for new knowledge for decades. In ancient monuments, new treatises, wherever possible. Of course, the revelations of the new student-made Mais sparkle with happiness, but it did not last long.
— Why did you stop?"
The note of hope, masked by an assumed indifference, did not go unnoticed by Ragne.
— I don't know what the standards are for passing the basic training exam, but I'm pretty sure I've exceeded them.
Indeed, the information voiced by the young man at times exceeded the required minimum for obtaining the highest score, moreover, it contained nuances that even Mais himself did not know about, however…
— As the dean, I demand obedience and obedience from the student. Continue the story, I am interested to hear your point of view regarding the knowledge about the aura and the ways of its development…
There was a hint of menace in Mais ' tone that didn't shake Ragne's confidence. Even the glass spikes digging into his leg didn't change anything.
— Don't try to intimidate me, I'm not afraid of pain or interference from the mind masters."…
Second after second passed in deathly silence, until Maize snapped his finger, shattering the glass dome.
"I hope your knowledge is worth it for me to step over my pride and let an undeveloped brat call me that."…
Ragne grinned.
— We'll consider our conflict settled as soon as you've healed my wounds, and then we can talk about possible cooperation."
The dean's good-natured smile was punctuated by a gnashing of teeth.
A brief manipulation of the stone amulet allowed him to contact the college from the Hall of the White Tree, where the healers were trained.
I didn't have to wait long, but the gray-haired head of the hall entered the office. His advanced age and short legs did not allow him to move quickly, but his aura worked wonders. Especially in the hands of someone who could directly influence the work of the body.
"Poor boy… Maize, what do you mean?
On the one hand, Grandpa seemed harmless, but at the same time, he gave off a threatening pressure. Casting an evil glance at the blond man, who couldn't say anything because he didn't want to ruin his relationship with the only healing wizard in the Halls of Issus, the old man began to work on the young man. After checking the condition, the head of the White Tree Department's eyes widened.
"You evil bastard, why did you starve the boy?" He hadn't eaten in over a week! A miracle, no, only a special physique saved him from death! Have you completely lost your head with your pride?
The healer took Ragne's hardships for the tricks of Maize, and the latter almost shouted out loud: "It's not me!!»
— He has nothing to do with it, it's just that I'm quite picky about food…
Ragne's answer did not convince the old man, and he took a few roots from his bag and handed them to the patient.
"Eat first." Before you can use the healing aura on you, your body must replenish its resources. Don't be squeamish, these roots…
- Their roots, able to completely repair damaged bone marrow, and renew the blood. They have a large amount of easily digested nutrients, and contribute to the rapid saturation of the body…
Surprisingly, the young man from the hall of the Glass Ghost showed good knowledge. The old man's lips curled into a wrinkled smile.
"At first glance, Cherie guessed that, despite the root's very ordinary and unremarkable appearance, your parents must have been herbalists, or you must have collected rare plants yourself. Eh, you are the same age as my grandson, but he is only concerned with fights, and women... the Hall of the Beast… I wish he hadn't gone there. All right, start eating, and at the same time, this peacock will perform the ritual of communication of the Glass ghost. You haven't decided what kind of glass you want to combine with the aura yet, have you?" I have some special herbs to simplify the ritual, why not encourage a bright young man?