The next morning...

Levia happily hummed to herself while arranging several papers on the table.

Today’s lesson.

Unlike yesterday, she looked full of energy.

She was even smiling.

"Oh!"

She suddenly looked toward Qasim.

"I just remembered something."

"Hm?"

"When we fought that monster... I lost before I could help you recharge your mana."

She tilted her head.

"S-So..."

"How did you keep casting magic afterward?"

"D-Did someone..."

"...help you?"

The last question came out much quieter than the rest.

Qasim looked just as confused.

"I..."

"I don’t know."

"I completely forgot about it."

Levia blinked.

"...Wait."

"You’ve been running around with almost no mana..."

"And you still kept using magic?"

Qasim scratched his head.

"I guess?"

Levia immediately became serious.

"Cast a spell."

"A simple one."

"I want to see something."

Qasim nodded.

He raised his hand.

"Fire Torch."

A small flame appeared above his palm.

Levia’s eyes carefully followed the flow of mana.

Just as expected...

Mana left Qasim’s body and entered the spell.

Everything looked perfectly normal.

Until...

"...Huh?"

Her eyes narrowed.

The mana inside Qasim’s body wasn’t behaving correctly.

Normally...

Mana inside a mage’s body stayed under constant control.

Every movement required focus.

But Qasim’s mana...

Moved freely.

Almost as if...

It was alive.

Then something even stranger happened.

As the spell continued burning, the amount of mana inside Qasim slowly decreased.

At least...

It should have.

Instead...

Mana from the surroundings quietly flowed toward his body.

Not violently.

Not unnaturally.

It simply...

Slipped inside.

Like a predator hiding its presence before catching its prey.

Levia’s eyes slowly widened.

"...No way."

Back when she first examined him...

The surrounding mana had actively avoided entering his body.

Almost like it knew it would become trapped forever.

But now...

It no longer reacted.

Qasim’s body...

Had adapted.

It had somehow learned how to hide that attraction.

"...What kind of ridiculous concept is this?"

She whispered to herself.

"This..."

"This is something only high-level mages can do."

"And they need years of mana manipulation to achieve it."

"But he’s..."

"...doing it unconsciously."

She continued observing.

The spell was still consuming mana.

Yet...

The flame was becoming smaller.

Levia froze.

"...Wait."

"If his body keeps absorbing mana..."

"Then why is the spell weakening?"

A second later...

She understood.

"...He’s not transferring the new mana."

She quickly stopped him.

"Enough."

Qasim let the spell disappear.

Levia explained everything she had just discovered.

Qasim listened quietly.

"...But I can’t feel any mana entering my body."

"I only feel the mana outside."

Levia nodded.

"I think that’s the problem."

"Mentally..."

"You never learned to continuously push mana into your spell."

She looked away for a moment.

"...I know one method."

"But..."

"It usually takes years to master."

Qasim confidently smiled.

"I’m a genius among geniuses."

"Nothing can stop me."

Levia couldn’t help smiling back.

"...Alright."

"Let’s try."

She patiently explained the technique.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Qasim followed every instruction perfectly.

Yet...

Nothing happened.

"I still can’t feel it."

He tried again.

Still nothing.

Another attempt.

Nothing.

Levia sighed.

"...Okay."

"Then we’ll use Plan B."

Qasim looked slightly offended.

"...There’s a Plan B?"

Levia smiled.

"We’ll cheat."

His eyes immediately lit up.

"Instead of teaching you to constantly move mana..."

"We’ll create a spell that does it for you."

"A Poly Engine."

Qasim instantly leaned forward.

Levia grabbed a notebook.

"The spell must continuously connect Point A..."

She pointed at Qasim.

"...to Point B."

She pointed at another mana engine.

"In other words..."

"Your body will automatically supply mana to any connected spell."

"Since you’re already a Mahik..."

"We can safely make it a Second-Rank passive spell."

"The higher the rank..."

"The better the efficiency."

For the next several hours...

The two worked together.

Mana blocks.

Mana pathways.

Helix-shaped channels to ease the transfer.

Precise connections.

One mistake...

And they had to start that section again.

Five hours passed.

Neither of them noticed.

Finally...

Only one step remained.

Qasim wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He looked toward Levia.

"...This will work."

Right?

Levia looked just as exhausted.

"Theoretically..."

"Yes."

"I made every connection as logically as possible."

She awkwardly smiled.

"H-Hopefully..."

"...Sorry."

"I’m a terrible motivator."

Qasim laughed.

"No."

"You’re the best teacher."

He took a deep breath.

"...Here goes."

He completed the final connection.

Silence.

He closed his eyes.

Just as expected...

He still couldn’t feel the mana entering his body.

But that wasn’t the goal.

"There."

Levia pointed.

"Cast something."

Qasim smiled.

"Fire Torch."

A flame appeared once more.

This time...

He intentionally made it larger.

Hotter.

Something that would consume mana much faster.

The two quietly watched.

Ten minutes.

Nothing.

Thirty minutes.

The flame remained unchanged.

An hour passed.

Not even the slightest flicker.

Qasim slowly looked toward Levia.

"...It worked."

Levia stared at the fire in complete silence.

Then...

She suddenly covered her mouth.

"We..."

"...We actually did it."

Her voice trembled.

She and her student...

Had just created a completely original spell.

Something that, as far as she knew...

Had never existed before.

Then another realization struck her.

She slowly looked back at Qasim.

"As long as there is mana in the surroundings..."

"...Theoretically."

"You will never run out of mana."

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