On the spot, I closed my right eye, positioned the monocle over it, and then reopened it.
"Wow..."
For a moment, I was left speechless.
The clarity of what I saw was astounding, revealing details previously invisible to me.
It was a world on par with what I perceive with Mana Affinity (A).
Streams of mana stretched across the sky, each displaying varying colors, textures, and degrees of clarity—some faint, others bold; some warm, others cool; some bright, others dark.
Among them, there was a particularly thin and pale white band that seemed to crumble if I held it in my hand, attached to the balls and spreading outwards through the academy. It was the unique mana trace of these balls.
Nonetheless, regardless of how mesmerizing it was, I managed to keep myself from getting too immersed in it.
My focus was clear: I had to ensure Rosalie's failure.
To do that, I had a simple plan.
