Spring had arrived in Silvermoon City, and the white city was now dotted with hints of green.
Hill had been rather happy during this time.
Choosing to spend this problematic 73rd year in Silvermoon City was indeed a very wise decision.
By the time high summer was approaching, Hill had not only systematically learned the theoretical knowledge of various types of spells but had also learned several new alchemy recipes.
The greatest advantage of this university in Silvermoon City, in Hill's view, lay in the fact that knowledge could be bought with money—though expensive, it still left a glimmer of hope.
As long as you had money, you could achieve what those with absolutely no opportunity could not, a big difference in the passing down of a profession.
Hill's only small regret was that he hadn't made any new friends, as the worldview of Ferun World's mages differed too greatly from his own.
