"So, as I said, it will be a good idea to try to use your miracle—the one that will speed up the crop's growth," Grandmaster Gryndor spoke as he glanced at Eric.
It was a new day, and they were still at the table eating their breakfast.
Aria was eating silently as she listened quietly to the conversation the two were having.
"I don't have a problem with that, but… using miracles takes mental energy, right? Will we be able to hold the sparring afterward?" Eric asked.
Gryndor scoffed at these words. "Listen, in the future, you will get offensive miracles, meaning you will be using them in combat, so you have to get used to resisting the mental fatigue," he explained.
Eric sighed as he glanced at the ceiling. "Okay, sure, lead the way."
After they finished their breakfast, they went out.
Eric was quietly observing the surroundings, he rarely got out in the city, so most things were unfamiliar to him.
Especially the place he was going to right now.
