Dragon Master: The SSS-Ranked School Belle Asked Me To Contract Her

Chapter 48 Spell (2)

Lying on the ground, Veer had just one thought.

"I want a damned time skip directly to Selections."

This was the first time he had tried to interact with the atmospheric Mana using his own Mana, and the results were not good.

The atmospheric Mana was like an open, endless ocean brimming with infinite Mana. When he tried to force his Mana into the atmosphere, he got a rebound.

The perfect way to describe the feeling he got was how a river meets an ocean. Some of his Mana rebounded to him, while the rest mixed into the atmosphere and was lost.

Veer would eventually be able to replenish his Mana, but it still hurt knowing that he had lost Mana for no useful purpose.

'Or maybe it wasn't completely futile,' Veer thought, as he tried to remember the feeling he got when he forced his Mana into the atmosphere.

As his imagination ran wild, he created a perfect image of what could have happened in that moment. The image was of an estuary where the freshwater river meets the salty waters of the ocean.

'Yup, it really is similar,' Veer thought, as he looked into his own imaginative image of the feeling. 'And what I need to do is control the water that gets mixed in the ocean, rather than the one that gets rebounded.'

He understood it, but implementing it wasn't easy. The density, the nature—everything was different in the atmospheric Mana, so it would be extremely hard.

Grinning, he sat up once again and got into his meditative mode, which brought his mind to an absolutely calm state. After that, he carefully guided his Mana to his fingertips, where it lingered for a while.

'I can't take it slow, as that will just push all the Mana back into me,' Veer thought as he launched his Mana outside of his finger.

He got the same feeling of being pushed back again, but this time he was prepared and endured it. He then ignored it and concentrated solely on the Mana that was sidetracked by the collision of the two different Manas.

It was still there, close to his body, as the atmospheric Mana tried to rope it in. Not so slowly, it blended completely into the atmospheric Mana, and there was no way to recognize it again.

Feeling the connection fading, Veer exhaled and sat silently on the floor. He went through the process again, comparing it with his first attempt.

'I should keep a hold on it more,' Veer thought as he once again brought his Mana to his fingertips and forced it into the world with all his might, which resulted in the world pushing it back with equal force.

He almost coughed up blood but didn't lose focus on the Mana that was blending into the atmosphere. He tasted blood in his mouth but completely ignored it.

All of his concentration was on a single wisp of Mana that was getting farther away from him.

'No! I can't let it get away from me,' Veer thought as he tried to bring the Mana back, but the moment he tried to force his will on it, he lost the connection.

After spitting blood into a small cup, Veer wiped the corner of his mouth and thought about the experience he had just gained.

'The trick of focusing on a single wisp of Mana is working,' Veer thought as he analyzed his situation. 'I can observe it all I want, but the moment I try to force my will on it, I lose the connection. This is going to be hard!'

He continued experimenting, improving each time on his previous mistakes. He only stopped at midnight when his Mana reserves were nearly empty. However, he still didn't succeed.

Yet he wasn't discouraged by constant failures. Instead, he wanted to know more, experiment more. He just wanted to figure it all out. If he still had some usable Mana left, he would have continued his experiments.

Only after failing so many times did Veer understand why most people who chose the Mage Path only focused on a single spell. They all knew it would take a long time to master even one spell.

After taking a bath once again, Veer collapsed onto his bed, dead tired from all his work. He had practiced Primordial Arcane Forge, which was a torture in itself, and after that, spent hours working on his spells, which took a toll on both his body and mind.

He wanted to go through his mistakes again, but he was too exhausted, and his fatigue caught up to him. As soon as he touched the bed, his eyelids closed, and he slipped into a deep sleep.

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While the Second Dormitory was celebrating their good days, the atmosphere in the First Dormitory was completely different. On the top floor of the building, a small group of students gathered around a table.

All of them were standing, while a single blond young man sat at the head of the table, his hands playing with a Rubik's cube. His sheer presence made the atmosphere heavy, as everyone's hearts raced in fear.

While trying to solve it, he said, "He's using the materials to renovate his academy, huh."

"Boss! I'm telling you, it was all a fluke," John said, trying to calm his anger. "I saw it with my own eyes. That bastard was so scared of Jason; that's why he rejected your challenge. He knew he would lose."

"Try to think before you speak," Carlson glanced at him, making John's body flinch. "He isn't completely useless."

"What do you mean, Boss?" Aron asked as he pulled John to the side.

Carlson shrugged. "That guy solved the food problem and even became their leader in such a short time. You think that's also a fluke?"

"It could be. I mean, I don't believe a random guy who just joined the Academy could solve the food problem so easily. It must have been a fluke. Otherwise, how could he solve it so quickly, as if he were prepared for it already?" Aron argued, finding the situation too absurd.

"You could be right on that," Carlson nodded. "But the fact that he gained Rock's approval shows that he at least has the strength to back it up."