The Arcadia System

Reve knew he would have to endure hardships to learn magic but he had never been as embarrassed as he was now…..

Circe, being the instigator, laughed wildly in his face, "Hahahaha, you call that magic, Oh Xoris' bottom! Little thing, you have a knack for surprising me, pfft! Even a human youngster could do this much, hahaha."

Red hue creased all over Reve's face. He retorted in shame, "Will you stop cursing in the goddess' name? She may strike us down."

"Haha, even the goddess will be flabbergasted by your display of magic. She may accidentally strike you down, hahaha.."

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It all started two days ago when Circe had accepted Reve as her student.

She asked for a two-day break as she wanted to prepare herself for her new role. She told him he would have to display his magic prowess to her two days later. This was so that she could evaluate him and know where to start teaching him.

Hence, two days later; currently, he proudly executed all his magic skills.

.....It was a disaster. He was laughed at by his new teacher.

Not being able to take it anymore, Reve lashed out at Circe, "Well, I had no one to teach me. I'm self-taught!"

He thought he could save some face with those few words but instead he got shot in the toe.

"That doesn't matter. I also taught myself magic. Archmage Kree taught himself. Valentine taught herself. Even my deceased student, Zatius, was self-taught before I took him. The magic path is the path of endless discoveries. Those that are able to educate themselves always end up with the advantage. How do you think each school of magic was discovered?"

She looked at the downcast expression on Reve's face and sighed, "Knowing you are self-taught, your magic doesn't seem so bad. It is just too unrefined. It is like you accidentally stumbled upon magic…..well, actually you did."

They were in an outside courtyard near the abode. Circe had cleared the place just for magic training.

She summoned two seats and sat on one while she assessed Reve, "Instead of evaluating and developing, why don't we assume you are at point zero? We should start afresh. It would be better in the long run in your case."

She went on, "Tell me all you know about magic?"

It was a question that could easily put anyone on the spot. Between experts, no matter how rephrased, it was a challenge. A challenge on magical knowledge termed Magia.

However, between a student and teacher, it was a relatively casual question.

Reve opened his mouth to answer but he couldn't find the right words to say.

What did he know about magic?

Did he even know anything?

Most of his magia were just assumptions he had made along the line.

Nonetheless, since Circe asked him, he had to spit out whatever he knew, no matter if it's false or not.

Reve spoke for a few minutes on his magia.

He wasn't pressured as Circe simply kept quiet, occasionally nodding if she noticed something praise-worthy.

After he was done speaking, she said to him, "If I were to calculate, you have completed twenty percent(20%) of elementary magia based on the Magic Council."

"Magic is an unstable journey. Creativity is needed to stabilize it. That is why most self-taughts go further on the path. Enough about that."

After arranging her thoughts, she explained, "Coincidentally, you chose the School of Arcane. That is one I'm proficient in. I even….hehe, you don't need to know. For this school, what you need to focus on the most is your mana manipulation, this would allow you to draw complex magic circles."

Circe pointed in a particular direction.

Reve looked down from the chair he sat on and saw a magic circle beneath. It was intricately designed, even his mind could not keep up with how many mana nodes were in it.

"For mana manipulation, a practice called Mana Circuit Breathing had been developed to attune one to the world of mana. Now, Fyre tells me that humans have changed it's fundamental principles but that's just humans for you. You have me, a witch with ancient knowledge," boasts Circe.

She snapped her fingers and the chairs disappeared leaving Reve to fall on the ground while she simply floated in the air.

"We will start with that. Until I'm satisfied with your mana manipulation, we won't move on to magic skills. The time duration is all up to you. Hmmmm, since your elemental affinity consists of Nature and Ice, this should be quite fast."

As a teacher, she had made it her responsibility to know everything about her student. So, it was not shocking for her to know of his affinities.

She advised him, "Before I teach you a Mana Circuit Method, you will have to first meditate normally. This will give you the feels necessary for the methods."

Her sweet words soothed him like a lullaby, "Close your eyes. Open your senses, be aware of everything. Place your hand on the earth, feel the texture..the meekness of the surface. Feel the energy that roams around. Currently, you are a plant. A plant is more attuned with earthly energies. Can you feel the warm lights?"

"Yes," responded Reve with a drowsy tone.

"Respirate. Breathe them in. They are your air. As a plant, they are the nutrients necessary for you to survive. Take in, take out. Absorb the pure, filter the impure, trash the filth. Do you see your fellow plant life?"

"Yes."

"What are they doing?"

"They are breathing...."

Circe smiled at her student's talent for meditating.

Luckily, he was too immersed to notice that, "Yes, that is their only purpose. Be like them. Be pure. Empty your mind, breathe in, breathe out...Like nature."

Green plants rose up from the ground and cuddled Reve. They surrounded him intimately but the cat could not notice. The open field soon turned to a garden.

Circe smiled as she noticed this.

She thought to herself, 'Hehe, that is elemental resonance made from semi-deep meditation. Apart from his affinity being pure, he also is good at this. I'm getting more interested in this little thing.'

After a while, she asked out loud to the immersed cat, "Do you feel something?"

"Yes…."

"What is it?"

"It's missing," ambiguously stated Reve.

Circe did not ask him what was. She already knew. She simply affirmed, "Yes it is."

"You forget you are not just a plant. You are a frosty plant. Do not be passionate. It is just a process. Be cold and flexible. Whatever filth invades your body, gently freeze them out….."

As she spoke, she smiled once again when she noticed that the air particles that Reve exhaled became frozen after a while. They transformed into tiny ice droplets.

The plants around him gained a frozen sheet on them. Tiny spikes could be seen growing in them. Wherever the plants touched would be affected by their glacial nature.

'Hehehe, I might just produce another great student,' thought Circe

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