Months passed quickly, and Lucian immersed himself in his studies. Though he already knew spells far beyond anything his tutor could teach, he played the role of a "gifted" student well, charming his family and everyone around him with his natural abilities.
One morning, Lucian was studying in the manor's library when his tutor, a serious young man named Elias, entered, carrying a stack of old, leather-bound books.
"Today, we'll study basic elemental magic, Young Master," Elias announced.
Lucian smiled, masking his amusement. Basic magic,he thought. How quaint.
Elias began with a demonstration, summoning a small flame in his hand. Lucian followed suit, but his flame glowed with an intensity and clarity that made Elias's eyes widen.
"Y-Young Master, that's… remarkable. You have a gift beyond anything I've seen." Elias stammered.
Lucian hid his smirk. "I simply find it interesting, that's all."
In truth, casting even the simplest spells felt strange. Without his demonic aura, his magic was lighter, softer. But as the weeks passed, he began to understand human magic better, even finding enjoyment in its subtle nuances.