Twenty days later.

The room was dimly lit by thick curtains, and a faint scent of energy wrapped around the edges of the windows and doors to block out the noises coming from outside.

Freya sat quietly on the chair in front of her desk, and in front of her several books and notes were scattered and piled up, on which were densely written all kinds of complex formulas, and the ink had not yet dried up, and it seemed that it had not been written for long.

Freya herself waved her hands while muttering unknown spells, and the phantoms of energy condensation sparked with the wave of her fingers.

Invisibly, the spiritual power was slowly building into a complex model under Freya's control, and the bits and pieces of red energy seemed to be pulled by it as the model gradually formed, and quickly converged there.

'Whew...'

With a slight sound, a purple flame the size of a human head appeared in front of Freya out of thin air, burning silently.

The purple flame had no temperature, like a phantom, and it had a psychedelic smell on Freya's face.

Freya silently watched the flames floating in the air, without a trace of emotion, and suddenly, her hands waving in the air slammed into the air, and then slowly pressed down on the flames.

The purple flame seemed to be squeezed by some kind of force field, shrinking as Freya slowly closed her hands.

A blazing sensation gradually revealed as the flames shrank, and suddenly the temperature of the whole room seemed to increase a lot.

Even Freya felt the intensity of the temperature, and drops of sweat ran down her sideburns, but her hands still didn't stop pressing.

Under the sharp compression of the flames, the original model of the spiritual power was also changing rapidly, and a series of complex formulas were extracted. Then the new formula is filled in, just right to fill the vacancy.

The huge spell model began to shrink and solidify with the frequency of replacement.

When the purple flame was pressed to the size of a ping-pong ball, in Freya's field of vision, she could even see mysterious runes that flickered rapidly in the flames and red energy particles that were forced to huddle together due to external forces.

'Ding. ’

Like the crunch of metal colliding, the flame that had been pressed into the size of a ping-pong ball suddenly shrank, and then expanded dramatically.

The fiery airflow abruptly escaped Freya's control with a high temperature, and went straight to the ceiling of the room.

"Hoo !!"

Huge flames burst into flames on the ceiling. The purple light suddenly illuminated the dimly lit room.

Freya maintained a two-handed position. Fine sweat was all over her face, and the high-intensity mental consumption made her head feel dizzy for a while.

As the ceiling darkened with purple flames, you could feel the dispersion of the energy particles within. Freya's hands snapped back.

The invisible grip made the flames that scattered out suddenly quickly retract and gather.

After a while, it was back to the size of a ping-pong ball.

Looking at the crystal clear purple ball that returned to her, Freya looked happy and gently grabbed it.

A faint purple firefly slowly dissipated in the cracks of the fingertips.

"Improved version of Ash Fire. It's done! The spellcasting spell has also been simplified to four characters, so it looks like I already have three optimization spells in my hands. ”

Freya in a good mood. Dissipate the energy fixed to the curtain and pull open the thick curtain.

The dazzling sunlight outside suddenly shone in, and several young students who had not attended the class were passing by the path in the distance and saw Freya looking over. Immediately bow and salute.

Feeling the respectful gaze in it, Freya smiled as well.

'The third-class apprentice's spiritual power has long been stabilized, although there are still many magic stones on my body. However, because half of the materials were given to Sara, the improvement of mental power has become a problem again. And the promotion to a full-fledged wizard is not something that can be completed smoothly if the mental power is raised to the point where the spiritual power is raised, and there are other promotion conditions that are required, and it is said that when promoting a wizard, there is also an opportunity to fix a spell directly on the spirit and become a gifted spell...'Looking at the scenery outside the window, Freya fell into deep thought.

The promotion method of every official wizard is absolutely confidential, and the information in it is very small except for the wizarding organization or family, and even Sara cannot use his own promotion method as a resource exchange, after all, if a person knows the initial promotion method of a wizard, then it is possible to grasp the origin of this wizard from the side, or life.

"And the promotion of the official wizard is the improvement of the life level, academically speaking, the official wizard is the real break away from ordinary people, to reach a new realm, but, I still know too little about this information, the academy must have relevant information, but I still have so long to go back... And there is a certain chance of success in promoting to wizard..."

As she pondered, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

'Knock knock'

"Sister Freya, I'm Bet, Count Romando has arrived, Teacher Sara asked me to call you over, and I'll be waiting for you outside the door" The young boy's voice came from outside the door.

"Got it, you wait a minute."

Freya frowned slightly. I took a look at the fact that because of the optimization and improvement of the spell just now, the entire ceiling has shown the black that has been baked by the fire, and a trace of black ash is slowly falling from it.

Sensing the messy room around her for her own reasons, she snapped her fingers lightly, and a light breeze formed in the room, quickly blowing away the black ash on the ground, including her body.

Although the black ash was blown clean, the traces of the fire on the ceiling could not be concealed.

However, this is also inevitable, clapping her hands gently, she stood directly in place and took off the sweat-soaked clothes on her body, and found a formal white dress style dress in the wardrobe to change into, and the pale yellow belt was tied around the waist, which immediately outlined the curve of the girl.

Pulling her somewhat tight chest slightly, she patted her face, making her face look more natural because of her extreme concentration.

After doing this, she opened the door.

Bette, still in a gray robe, was waiting outside the door, leaning against the door and whispering something.

Freya suddenly opened the door and seemed to startle him, looking scared.

"Let's go." Freya, who walked out of the room, glanced at him and said lightly.

"Oh." Hearing Freya's order, Bate hurried to the front of Freya to lead the way.

Count Romando is the most intimate cooperative relationship between Katia City and the Academy, and he never abandoned it when Sara fell, and Sara seemed to have finally solved part of the sequelae a few days ago, and Count Romando probably heard the news and came to congratulate him. (To be continued)