Chapter Index

    That night, Mo Lan fell asleep hugging the Book of Cards. Of course, she didn’t forget to dangle one hand over the edge of the bed, Attuning her farming tools and cleaning implements.

    When she woke the next morning and yet another contract descended from above, Mo Lan was no longer surprised.

    She glanced at the contract: “{Food Card – Cat Carrying Wine}, {Food Card – Wuliangye}, {Food Card – Whiskey}… two hundred of each.”

    Mo Lan: “…”

    More alcohol! They’d already finished everything from yesterday morning?

    She signed her name while simultaneously producing the cards, and as she tossed them into the small black hole that appeared before her, she couldn’t help adding a word of advice: “Headmistress, wine is wonderful, but please drink in moderation! I also have hangover remedy soup cards…”

    Another “contract” dropped out of the small black hole.

    Mo Lan’s eyes lit up. She snatched it up, ready to sign, only to find words written in Golden Pen Technique: “Witches only drink, never get drunk! Look into hangover potions instead!”

    “…”

    What kind of person would be bored and extravagant enough to use Golden Pen Technique to pass notes!

    Besides, couldn’t the Headmistress communicate with her directly across any distance? Was passing notes really necessary?

    Underground beneath the Academy Castle, in the Headmistress’s Lounge.

    “You did that on purpose to tease her? Making her think you wanted to buy her hangover soup cards?”

    No. 69 Amisha: “If I said I just got carried away writing contracts out of habit, would you believe me?”

    “Believe you my foot! We all know each other too well!”

    “Witches actually have something as wonderful as hangover potions!” Mo Lan exclaimed with a mix of regret and admiration. “No wonder the Headmistresses polished off all that alcohol and were still clearheaded enough to come buy cards!”

    She’d earned plenty these past two days and was quite satisfied. No card-selling today—it was time to learn new magic!

    Mo Lan had finished reading all of 《Levitation Spell—Your Invisible Hands》 and was ready to practice the Levitation Spell.

    She sat at her desk. Before her lay several leaves she’d picked on the way back to the Dormitory the night before. They were a little wilted by now, but that didn’t affect their usefulness.

    The principles of this magic turned out to be quite different from what she’d initially assumed.

    She had originally thought the Levitation Spell worked by using mana to lift objects.

    In reality, the Levitation Spell worked by infusing mana into an object, then transmitting the command to float to the mana, making it carry the object upward.

    This was also why the Levitation Spell couldn’t levitate living things that possessed souls.

    Because living things with souls—whether human or animal—couldn’t be directly infused with mana, unless they were killed and the soul had departed the body.

    Moreover, all objects could only be directly “floated” by mana.

    This “floating” carried no additional load-bearing capacity whatsoever.

    For example, if she wanted to use the Levitation Spell to float a fruit basket, she would need to infuse mana into the basket itself as well as every piece of fruit inside it. It didn’t need to be much—just a single point of mana contact for each would suffice.

    If she only infused the basket and made it “float,” expecting it to carry the fruit along with it, there would be only one outcome: the basket wouldn’t be able to float at all.

    Among all beings with souls, Sorceresses and witches themselves were the exception.

    Because their mana and magical power were energies that originated from within their own bodies.

    No invasion was necessary—mana or magical power already existed inside them.

    Using the Levitation Spell to make mana or magical power carry oneself upward was theoretically feasible.

    However, the weight of a soul far exceeded that of the physical body. Only Sorceresses or witches at Peak level or above could, without relying on any external aids, use this method to briefly leave the ground.

    Therefore, “flight” was indeed an extremely difficult ability to acquire through training on the Continent of Valen. Even flying implements were exceedingly rare magical items.

    During the Divine Descent Era, the reason angels and demons could dominate Valen, and the Dragon race could occupy the largest island in the sea—intimidating both angels and demons—and the reason all three races remained among Valen’s top-tier races even to this day, was largely because they were all born with the ability to fly.

    They were all creatures with wings.

    And the Sorceresses, who rose to prominence later, could also fight in the skies by riding broomsticks that were attuned to their will.

    Sorceresses and witches were the only Race without wings that possessed universal flight capability.

    They were naturally able to fly on broomsticks they had grown themselves.

    The only drawback was that the broomstick handle was a bit hard on the backside.

    But once witches figured out Alchemy Magic, all the shortcomings of broomsticks were remedied.

    “Oh dear! I’ve let my mind wander too far!”

    With Mo Lan’s current Levitation Spell and mana levels, there was absolutely no way she could make herself “float.” Her Broomstick Grass was still growing in the ground. The few wilted leaves in front of her were what she needed to focus on right now.

    She aimed the tip of her Wand at a leaf, using it to guide a gentle, harmless tendril of mana outward, and then: “Float~”

    At that moment, the command in her mind was: the leaf on the desk floated upward.

    This was the casting command she had developed specifically for herself—one she’d arrived at only after repeatedly “pestering”—no, “following up with” Lady Amisha during Magic Q&A class.

    It utilized her extraordinary memory and her gift for designing detail-rich commands to their fullest extent.

    She would directly memorize the appearance of the casting target in a single glance, then use the envisioned change itself as the primary command.

    Even though the subject of each mental image was different every time, through repeated casting, the mana would come to recognize the consistent effect being applied to objects each time this magic was cast.

    This would not hinder the spell’s advancement.

    The advantage of this approach was that the success rate during casting was extremely high, control over the magic was extraordinarily precise, and there was not the slightest bit of excess mana expenditure. From the very first cast, the consumption was reduced to the absolute minimum.

    From what she’d learned through Lady Amisha, even someone who had practiced a spell to Peak level would still waste a tiny amount of mana when casting.

    That wasted mana was the loss caused by commands that couldn’t be one hundred percent precise.

    Had Mo Lan not asked so thoroughly, this was something Amisha wouldn’t even have thought to mention.

    Because every witch, even every Sorceress, experienced this. In the past, this kind of loss was called “inevitable loss”—it could be reduced, but never completely eliminated.

    Only someone like Mo Lan, with her extraordinarily fast and accurate memory, could achieve this.

    This time practicing the Levitation Spell, Mo Lan succeeded on her very first attempt, without a shred of doubt.

    The leaf floated upward according to her command. She didn’t dispel the magic, but instead continued adding commands.

    Soon, the second leaf, the third, and the fourth all floated into the air.

    And she hadn’t even consumed a full point of Mana.

    The mana consumption and control difficulty of the Levitation Spell were determined by the volume, weight, and quantity of the objects being levitated.

    The larger, heavier, and more numerous the objects, the harder they were to levitate, and the greater the consumption.

    But none of this was a problem for Mo Lan. As long as her commands were clear and her mana was sufficient, no matter how large, how heavy, or how many things there were, she could float them all.

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