As I was catching my breath, Samuels voice rang out.

[Not bad. I didnt expect you to succeed so quickly, but at this rate, youll be able to improve your Mana Manipulation skills within a week.]

I dont feel like anything has changed, though.

It was gratifying to have completed the first stage.

But my body didnt feel any different.

Only a tingling pain was making my entire body ache.

Should I be happy about this success?

As I made an ambiguous expression, Samuel clicked his tongue.

[Tsk, try it.]

What do you mean?

[Im telling you to try using Mana Manipulation.]

Samuels sudden words.

I had only completed the first stage, so what had changed?

But there was no reason for Samuel to lie to me.

So, I decided to try using Mana Manipulation.

I slowly closed my eyes and began to draw up my mana.

And when I opened my eyes

........

I couldnt help but tremble in bewilderment.

It was because there was a clear difference from before.

No.

Perhaps it was too small of a change to call it clear.

However, for someone at my level of skill, it was a huge change.

This is.

I felt something within my mana.

It was a vein.

Originally, when I used mana, I would use the entire lump to activate my traits.

But now, I could feel the texture of the mana contained within that lump.

By repeatedly releasing and reabsorbing a large amount of mana at once, my senses had become much sharper.

Why did this happen?

Shouldnt I have become less sensitive to the flow of mana as I became accustomed to the pain?

This was an incomprehensible phenomenon.

So, I sent a look at Samuel, demanding an explanation, and Samuel, letting out a sigh, opened his mouth.

[Your question isnt wrong. Repeating this process would normally make you less sensitive to the flow of mana. How could you possibly feel the subtle flow when youre releasing so much mana at once?]

Thats right.

I nodded obediently.

It didnt make sense that I would be able to feel the veins of mana just by repeating this kind of training.

And then,

Samuel continued.

[However, as much as I hate to admit it, your talent is special.]

What are you talking about all of a sudden?

Sudden praise directed at me.

I blinked.

This guy, praising me?

Samuel, with a hint of annoyance in his voice, began to speak at my question.

[Just listen for now. Normally, when you release all your mana at once, the circuits related to mana throughout your body would be destroyed. Thats why this training method is so difficult. You cant activate your powers if your circuits arent strong.]

But the circuits in my body arent destroyed. Theyre perfectly fine.

[Thats what I mean when I say your talent is special. No matter how much mana you release, your circuits dont get destroyed. They only get damaged. And even that recovers with a little bit of treatment. And as they recover, your circuits become even more sensitive.]

Ah, I understand.

I couldnt help but burst out in agreement at Samuels simple explanation.

Even I, who had no expert knowledge of mana, could understand his explanation.

To put it simply,

Because my circuits are sensitive to damage, theyve become able to read even the veins of mana?

[Precisely.]

This is unbelievable.

Samuel really did create this Mana Manipulation training method for me.

This meant that it was also true that I could improve my Mana Manipulation by one level if I trained for another week

I never would have dreamed that it was true.

Scratch. Scratch.

As I scratched the back of my neck, feeling awkward, Samuel spoke.

[Ha, I went through all the trouble of explaining the training method to you, and all I get is suspicion. Its so unfair.]

Samuels voice sounded like he was demanding an apology from me.

So, I lowered my head and blushed.

And then, I carefully opened my mouth.

S-So

[I cant hear you very well. If youre going to apologize, say it louder. Dont half-demons these days know how to do that?]

Samuel sighed.

In the end, I had no choice but to shout.

You crazy bastard, you didnt give me any reason to trust you in the first place! This is entirely your fault!

And then, I had to put in a lot of effort to appease Samuel.

* * *

Meanwhile, at the instructors office.

Something was spinning rapidly.

It was

Come on, come on, choose! Choose wisely! Vote for your class president!

Idea was spinning a roulette wheel with an excited expression, and the first-year instructors were clutching gold coins in their hands.

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