Chapter 220 Manifest

Chapter 220 Manifest

On the first day of Spring, as the sun rose above the towering trees and buildings within Moon City, a warm and gentle wind breezed through the bustling, cobblestoned streets.

The birds sang in joy and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. The streets of Moon City came alive with color and sound. The markets overflowed with fresh fruits and vegetables, bringing great joy to the residents.

Spring was the season of renewal.

It was the season of growth.

It was the season of transformation.

In the heart of the South Ward, the prestigious magic institution, the Clover Academy, had bloomed in myriad colors. Its expansive campus was like a canvas on which nature had gracefully left its vibrant mark.

Amidst the melodious chirping of birds and the subtle buzzing of bees, young Magi could be seen walking through the beautiful campus, chatting with one another while enjoying the warmth and comfort of the spring season.

Inside one of the buildings on campus, a lecture was being held for the 5th-year students.

The final year academic curriculum was undoubtedly the toughest in the academy. Students were expected to focus their whole attention in class and vigorously jot down notes. This was, after all, the most important year for these young Magi.

But a certain scar-faced youth with long raven hair tied into a ponytail seemed to be paying zero attention in class, seemingly bored out of his mind.

Who else could it be but Adam?

The youth was languidly sitting on the chair, resting his chin on his hand, and looking out of the window, gazing at the butterflies dancing around flowers.

I wonder how that white butterfly is? I wonder if I'll be able to meet it when I go to the Spirit World next... nove(l)bi(n.)com

The professor was an old man with a shiny bald head and a long white beard that reached to his chest. He was wearing light blue robes and had an amicable smile on his face as he lectured the students.

"In simple terms, manifesting something into the real world using mana... That is the art of magic," the professor spoke with reverence.

"Till now, you all have been learning the basics of magic. But now seeing as most of you have become Organ Stage Magi and are about to step into the threshold of Neural Stage, you must learn the advanced theories of spell-casting.

"First is Integration, where the Magi learn the principles of the natural phenomenon. Second is Visualization, where we visualize in our minds what we've already learned."

Adam paused for a moment before continuing, "The third is Composition. This is the construction of formulas to manifest the visual image."

"And finally." The youth looked at the professor with a faint smile. "Materialization, where the magic comes to exist in the real world through the formula."

"Hohoho!" The old professor stroked his long, white beard.

Initially, he wanted to find fault with the youth for ignoring the lecture and then severely reprimand him. But now, he couldn't help but be impressed by Adam's answer.

After all, this wasn't something that was written in the textbooks supplied by the academy to the students. This was the knowledge that was accumulated from the personal experiences of the Magi who had advanced to higher ranks.

Although the terms used by Adam were different, the essence was the same.

That is why the professor was so surprised. It was as if the one that had answered his question wasn't a mere Organ Stage Magus but a greatly experienced high-ranking Magus!

"Not bad, Student Adam, not bad at all." The professor nodded repeatedly. "You may sit down."

"Yes, professor." Adam nodded and took his seat.

"Oh, and one more thing." The professor looked at him with a serious expression. "Refrain from zoning out in class and looking out the window, lest other students follow in your footsteps."

Adam found this old man very amusing. In the end, he nodded. "Yes, I will keep that in mind."

"Hmm, good lad." The professor nodded in gratification and then continued the lecture.

Adam's gaze suddenly landed on Lisa and Edward who were sitting beside him. The former looked at him intently, her eyes shining with fiery competitiveness, wondering where he had come across such knowledge. While the latter was just secretly eating a sweet bun.

Seeing this, Adam couldn't help but chuckle and think to himself,

Some things never change.