Adrien had risen early, as was his habit, before the school fully awoke. The main library, silent and majestic, offered him the privacy he needed to explore his ideas. The ancient grimoires seemed to vibrate beneath his fingers, each page a promise of forgotten knowledge.
Today, he wanted to experiment with the fusion of medicine and magic. In his former world, he had studied the human body down to its minutest detail. Here, body and mana were intimately linked: a wound could disrupt the flow of mana, and an imbalanced flow could weaken tissues. Adrien smiled inwardly: his scientific knowledge was finally finding a field of application that exceeded all expectations.
In the training room, he conjured a small experimental subject: a plant with withered leaves. Focusing his mana precisely, he cast a revitalization spell. But this time, he did not simply restore the plant—he observed how the flow of mana affected each cell, each fiber of the plant. He adjusted the density, temperature, and circulation of energy, creating a precise and repeatable method. The plant came back to life, vibrant and robust, healthier than ever.
A young mage passing by watched him silently. Adrien looked up and smiled, recognizing a curious yet cautious student. "My name is also Adrien," the other announced, slightly hesitant. The name collided with his own mind with subtle irony: he possessed this body, yet others had already left their marks in this world. This coincidence—or perhaps a sign of destiny—awakened in him a sharper awareness of his role: he was not merely an apprentice; he was an innovator in the making.
In the following days, he focused on new experiments:
Enhanced healing spells: By adjusting the strength of mana, he could regenerate tissues faster and with fewer side effects.
Energy analyses: Touching a student or creature to detect mana imbalances, almost instant diagnostics.
Small hybrid remedies: Blends of mana and herbs, inspired by terrestrial pharmacology, yielding surprising results.
However, his successes drew the attention of some students and even a few teachers. One instructor, a mage with a piercing gaze named Master Eryndor, had been observing him for several days. In his silence, he assessed the potential of this young orphan, aware that his accelerated learning and science-magic fusion could disrupt the established order.
For Adrien, each success carried responsibility: this world was not his own, yet his knowledge could transform it. Each experiment strengthened his confidence, but also his caution. The fusion of medicine and magic was not merely an intellectual exercise—it was the key to understanding this new world, and perhaps, to reinventing magic itself.
The chapter ends with a quiet reflection: Adrien knows he is still at the beginning of his learning, yet he already senses that his influence on the school and the kingdom could be profound and lasting.