"...Talent...is extraordinarily high."
Lei Xi'er stared blankly at Louis, her eyes as if reevaluating this person.
This was no longer at the level of "suitable for learning magic," but a constitution born for magic.
Configuration Perception, Magic Power Control, the compatibility of will and spells—all were nearly reaching the theoretical peak.
She even suspected that if Louis received systematic training, in a few years, he would be at the core of the Mage Forest.
"If I take him back... even the Tower Councilors might be moved," Lei Xi'er entertained this thought for the first time.
And there stood Louis in front of her, at this moment only slightly lowering his eyes, bowing his head to put away the flame in his hand.
He displayed restraint and composure, without a hint of pride, even deliberately frowning, affecting a "still not stable" expression.
"Still not quite there...the lines keep floating," he murmured, his voice laced with a slightly imperceptible self-blame.
