Royal Magic Academy of Feis, First Magic Workshop,
In the magic laboratory on the second floor,
Lis knelt on one knee on the ground, carefully using the silver burning pen made of Mithril in his hand, tracing the outline of the Array on the smooth stone floor in front of him.
The engraved complex runes were flickering with faint light, and the outline of a huge circular magic Array had begun to vaguely emerge.
As the entire Array gradually took shape, Lis became highly focused, with fine beads of sweat starting to appear on his forehead.
These past few days, Lis had been living entirely in the First Magic Workshop, meditating when he was tired, snacking on delicacies prepared by the Royal Palace when he was fatigued, and eagerly learning how to create magic Arrays and knowledge of related Space Techniques under the guidance of Mr. Stephens.
