Tissaia nodded as expected; she didn't even need to use her magical vision to perceive it.
Meanwhile, the two sorceresses, Sheela and Sabrina, were simply dumbfounded. A sorcerer's eyes are exceptionally sensitive to magic, and they could clearly see the originally free and loose elements in the air becoming as docile as oxen under this black-haired young man's incantation, obediently following his guidance to converge and take shape.
Three seconds later, a magic circle suddenly materialized in the void above Asa. Blazing flames erupted from it, instantly enveloping the beach within a five-meter radius in front of him.
Whoosh! The seawater boiled instantly, and a large amount of white steam dispersed as clouds of mist.
The parts of the gravel not covered by seawater were directly burned into a molten state by the high temperature.
A moment later, the fire died down. Asa turned around, looked at the crowd, and slightly raised his chin.
"Very good."
Tissaia was the first to applaud, her eyes full of praise. "You've proven yourself. Although the range of the spell was a bit small, the flame temperature was more concentrated. To be able to reach this level within a month is simply..."
She didn't say the rest, but the meaning was self-evident.
"A magical genius!"
Sabrina, who had a fiery temper but a straightforward nature, was the first to speak:
"I admit, I didn't like the look of you at first entirely because of that Yennefer of Wengerberg. However, putting that bitch Yennefer aside for a moment..."
She sized up Asa,
He possessed a handsome face she had never seen before, and the kind of magical talent that was only heard of in legends.
"This time, have I been outdone by Yennefer again? No, it seems I haven't been outdone at all."
By the time she finished that thought, Sabrina's mind had already drifted far away. Yennefer lived in Wengerberg, so didn't that mean... there was an opportunity to be seized?
The remaining two sorceresses appeared much more serious.
After the performance, Asa had indeed won the unanimous approval of all the sorceresses present.
Soon, Asa figured out the source of the hostility from two of the three. Sabrina's was a case of 'hating the house and its crows' because of Yennefer; Sheela's was pure dissatisfaction because she felt her research had been pointlessly interrupted. As for Margarita, she was indeed a gentle, kind, and generous person.
The strong are respected; the Wizarding World is no exception.
Asa breathed a sigh of relief. His internal magic was completely empty, but feeling the undisguised amazement in the eyes of the sorceresses, he thought to himself: It was worth it.
Having gained their approval, the sorceresses no longer maintained their previous cold and aloof expressions.
The red-haired Sorceress walked over and, as soon as she opened her mouth, asked an earth-shattering question:
"Have you slept with Yennefer yet? Does she like to lie down, sit, or perhaps stand in bed?"
Are the questions all this explosive?
To maintain Yennefer's dignity in front of her former classmates, Asa decided to avoid the subject.
He met Sabrina's gaze and, without hesitation, began to scan her up and down.
In his previous life, such an action would be enough for a girl to shout 'pervert,' deliver a kick, call the police, and even film a video saying 'I was sexually harassed by a man.'
But the sorceresses of this era didn't feel shy; instead, she puffed out her chest and raised her head, her fair cleavage calmly meeting Asa gaze.
Seeing that she didn't even flinch at his visual flirting, Asa changed his tune and said:
"Why don't you come and see for yourself next time? Then you'll know everything."
"Alright, alright."
Sabrina became even more excited upon hearing this.
"I've wanted to see Yennefer flustered for so long. Next time you two are hooking up, you must notify me in advance."
Sabrina's bold and explicit words made the other two sorceresses present feel a bit stirred.
Unlike Sabrina and Yennefer, Margarita and Sheela came from more noble backgrounds and found such blunt language, which bordered on that of a prostitute, somewhat hard to stomach.
"Enough."
Tissaia spoke up at the right time to stop it. "Since he has already gained your approval,"
The three sorceresses all nodded.
"Then his future curriculum will be arranged by you. As before, if there's anything you don't understand, come and ask me."
The last sentence was directed at Asa.
Tissaia was determined to let him learn independently, but even so, her connections were still of immense benefit to Asa. Wengerberg only had Yennefer, but here there were three full sorceresses.
"Seniors, please be sure to teach me everything you know in the future."
Asa politely greeted the three seniors.
"Teacher, do I need to formally become their apprentice?"
He raised his hand to ask.
"No need. They are also my students; you can just call them seniors from now on."
Without much effort, Asa gained the recognition of the sorceresses.
In the days that followed, it was study, study, and more study.
In the path of magic, with the guidance of three seniors and one master, Asa progress could be described as rapid.
Whether it was Elemental Magic, Mind Magic, Healing Magic, or magical techniques, Asa displayed talent and comprehension far beyond ordinary people from the very beginning.
Learning a high-level spell in a month?
No, as the teaching deepened, the sorceresses gradually discovered an even more shocking fact: the more he learned, the faster this black-haired man's learning speed became.
Once a high-level spell was successfully cast, it almost never failed again; as for low-level spells, with increased practice, this beginner could adjust their power and control at will, just like an old wizard who had been immersed in them for years.
If he had to explain it, Asa would probably say with a smile: 'It's nothing special, just practice makes perfect.'
Every time he mastered a spell and turned it into a skill, his proficiency in spells of the same type or element would also rise slightly. This was the confidence the system brought him.
During the learning process, there were naturally some interesting occurrences.
Since arriving at Thanedd Island, at the end of every month, Yennefer of Wengerberg would use a portal to come here.
The ostensible reason was to check on his learning progress, but in reality, she was just hungry and wanted to eat something before leaving.
Asa naturally treated this Sorceress from afar well every time, ensuring she arrived in high spirits and left fully satisfied.
Since Yennefer's actions were not deliberately hidden, even Asa three seniors heard a bit about it.
Sabrina was even more blunt and merciless:
"She's far too thirsty."
Despite saying that, every time Asa and Yennefer had their little trysts, this red-haired Sorceress always wanted to secretly peek with a megascope.
How could Asa let her have her way?
As everyone knows, for such private matters, it's best not to leave any visual records, even if it's just for personal viewing.
After her repeated attempts at voyeurism failed, a slightly exasperated Sabrina came to his door after Yennefer left and said to Asa in a provocative tone: "Are you afraid of others seeing that you're no good?"
It didn't matter if his age or talent were questioned, because Asa could easily prove himself.
But in this matter alone, he was absolutely unwilling to be slandered by this red-haired Sorceress; he had to prove it immediately!
"Senior, didn't you want to see? Then I'll prove it to you personally."
Sabrina paid the price for her provocation, ultimately ending up with the same fate as Yennefer.
In fact, Asa didn't even feel any resistance from Sabrina.
"You lost."
After settling it, the Sorceress still wouldn't give in.
"Want to continue?"
Asa helplessly wiped the wetness from his face. This girl could actually spray so high.
Perhaps deep down she refused to admit defeat.
In any case, from then on, every time after he had a small gathering with Yennefer, Sabrina would always come to provoke him again, only returning after being taught a lesson.
Somehow, this matter reached Yennefer's ears, but instead of being angry, this Sorceress took the initiative to explain why Sabrina was getting involved.
"Because back then, she was just like me—when she first entered school, she was like an ugly duckling that no one paid attention to."
Yennefer stroked Asa cheek and said softly,
"And now, I have you, but she has nothing. So she doesn't like the look of you, or maybe she's secretly jealous that I could find such a young and handsome lover? Oh, by the way—"
She suddenly giggled. "Next time I come, remember to call her over in advance too."
"Why?"
"I heard there's a fountain."