The use of this spell thoroughly confirmed his identity as a Transcendent Caster.
"Foolish, Father Haransen, you are so foolish. How could you let him leave? Our glowing water channel finally had a buyer. If they regret it and don't come tomorrow, what then? Our channel will be worth nothing!"
"Father, this time you've ruined us again."
"They're already gone. Regret is useless. Let's all calm down and listen to what Father Haransen has to say. Still, let me remind you, Father is a native of this village and would never harm us."
"If he can't give a reasonable explanation, then this matter won't end today."
Many villagers of Nimiel Village stamped their feet in anger, as if they had just let a mountain of gold slip through their fingers.
"You are completely blinded by money, not even considering the truth of this matter. What if they are con artists?" The old Mage Haransen asked sternly.
"Con artists? A Transcendent Caster con artist?"
