"I've already thought about that," Drayken said with a casual shrug. "I can make a conduit for it. I don't have to rely on the original Aura spell—I optimised it so I could add this Aura Farming spell to the base Aura."
"Hmm, that might be for the best. Otherwise, they might conflict with each other."
The old man nodded. "The only hard part was forming the spell intent. After that, everything else was pretty easy."
"Pretty easy?"
Somehow, Drayken's left hand began to itch violently, as if he were resisting the urge to hit someone. No matter what he did, the sensation refused to go away.
Those two words were like a stone hammer crashing through glass, shattering the memory of countless, timeless hours spent grinding away, his brain cells depleted to nothing, and his patience worn and crushed to bits.
It felt like he'd had one foot in the grave just trying to craft the pattern and now the old man had the nerve to say it was easy?
