(Note: The pride of the academy, an early work of the great mage Alan, is not perfect.)

"Although it's a one-time item, it's enough!" Luke Carter put the bracelet on his wrist.

At this point, he had already obtained all the extra power available in this apprentice dormitory.

He opened his pocket watch. The time displayed: 9:58. There was still half an hour left, and he had one last thing to do—to fulfill the last wish of the young Luke Carter and take Celine away.

He strode up to the second floor. Without needing to search, Luke Carter's steps naturally brought him to the door of Celine's room.

'Knock knock knock'—this was the third time tonight that Luke Carter had knocked on the door.

There was no response from inside. Young people really sleep deeply. Luke Carter sighed softly, pointed the crescent wand at the door lock, and activated Mage Hand.

In less than a second, with a soft 'click', the lock was opened. Luke Carter pushed the door open, entered, then closed and locked it behind him.

Only then did he turn to look around the room.

The room was very simply furnished. Besides the bed, the only piece of furniture was a shabby dressing table, on which sat a mirror and a comb. Next to them was an open book, and beside that, a half-eaten piece of dry bread.

Celine was lying on the bed, covered by a thin patched quilt. The quilt was so thin that it barely kept out the cold, so she curled up tightly against the chill.

This is the difference between commoners and nobles. Although her outstanding talent had exempted her from tuition, her life was still impoverished. While this body of Luke Carter didn't have much magical talent, as a noble, he never had to worry about food or clothing—at least he never had to go cold or hungry.

Luke Carter sat down on the chair by the dressing table and quietly gazed out the pitch-black window, patiently waiting.

It was now 10 o'clock. There was still half an hour before the chance to escape. To avoid unnecessary explanations, Luke Carter didn't rush to wake Celine.

He walked over to the dressing table and casually flipped through the magic book on the table. The title was "Analysis of Mana Turbulence," a very advanced book. Luke Carter tried reading a few pages.

"Huh?"

Luke Carter was surprised to find that he could actually understand the book—not only understand it, but do so effortlessly. He even noticed several flaws in the mana evolution equations.

His mind was working with extraordinary clarity.

He couldn't believe it, thinking it was just a fluke, so he turned a few more pages. The result was the same. This book, which had seemed extremely profound to the young Luke Carter, and was like an alien tome to the Luke Carter from Earth, now felt as simple as a kindergarten primer.

"That's right, the Lord of Radiance told me that, to let me travel safely through time, he greatly strengthened my soul. Could this be the effect of a powerful soul?"

After thinking it over, that was the only explanation.

Luke Carter became interested and began reading the book page by page, flipping through it rapidly. He completely understood the book—not only understood, but also remembered everything at a glance, and even developed his own unique insights.

His mind was working unusually well, as if he was born for magic.

By the time he finished quickly reading the book, Luke Carter already had a fairly comprehensive understanding of this other world.

According to the book, the world of Feloman is an isolated island, surrounded by a boundless sea of mana. Mana drifts out from the sea, spreading into the world of Feloman and nourishing the creatures within.

This state is described by mages with one word: "immersion." The entire world is immersed in the sea of mana.

Although the concentration of this free-flowing mana is far less than that of the mana sea, it still makes the world vibrant and colorful. The creatures of the world use this mana to create a brilliant magical civilization.

This is the worldview of mages.

"How fascinating. In the game, I was always praised as the God of Magic, but only now do I truly begin to understand the essence of magic."

Luke Carter looked at the magic wand in his hand. He realized that the principle behind the wand wasn't difficult at all—it was just a clever application of mana compression theory. He could easily sense the wand's flaws.

'If I had the conditions to study and research, give me three months... no, just one month would be enough. I'm sure I could make a better wand than this!' Luke Carter had this confidence.

In the game, Luke Carter cast spells knowing only the "how," not the "why." The so-called God of Magic was just a flattering title from other players. Now, in this other world, with the gift from the Lord of Radiance, he truly had the potential to become a God of Magic.

"After escaping from Greystone City, I must find some magic books. Besides completing the game system's tasks, I will study magic. I have to make myself stronger!"

If he relied solely on free stat points to level up, he could learn a large number of spells and gain great power in a very short time.

But the magic granted by the game system had a fatal flaw: it could only ever be the generic version of magic, just like in the game, where the spells available to players were the most basic.

The same spell, in the hands of a player, would never be as powerful as in the hands of a boss, or even an elite monster.