Evening had quickly descended.
It wasn't until the sun was nearly setting that Shane emerged from the Royal Palace, rubbing his eyes as he prepared to head back to the Lazahad family residence.
"Today was another day of stuffing my head full...," Shane sighed as he walked along the roads of the Noble District.
"There are still 224 basic Celestial Magic spells, 78 intermediate spells, 25 upper-level spells, and then there's the Grant Magic—those can't even be counted by 'items', but rather there are a whole 34 thick spellbooks..."
"All these, I have to memorize."
"Ah, when will these days ever end?"
Shane felt he could no longer keep up the facade of being a good, studious student.
"Originally, I thought of mastering all the magic skills there are, which was just wishful thinking."
If he really tried to memorize all the magic spells in the world, Shane believed he might spend the rest of his life doing just that.
"Could this be what they call 'learning until old age'?"
