After a long while, the Manchester Monarch finally turned the page to the last one.
"An astonishing idea, an astonishing concept. This all-encompassing idea—those who take this path are perhaps not trying to become a Mage, but rather...
they want to seize all knowledge and ultimately embody power itself."
He glanced at the timer inside the Magic Airship, his lips slightly curved upward. He began to anticipate meeting this young man at the Magic Festival.
Because as he aged, though his body remained strong, the Manchester Monarch sometimes found it troublesome that his overly powerful and active Spiritual Power seemed to burden his body.
The Manchester Monarch vaguely remembered that over a hundred years ago, he never felt mentally tired just from reading a research manuscript.
