“Be careful — his mana is abundant.” Professor Voladi gathered the transmutation mages in a circle and plainly told them Ihan’s weakness.
He warned them that Ihan had an unusually large reserve of mana, so they should avoid strength contests and instead attack from various angles.
Ihan standing behind them was speechless. ‘Is that an ally or an enemy?’ No matter how much Voladi wanted Ihan to experience and overcome various transmutation magic, this was practically cursing him to lose.
Who in their right mind would detail their student’s weaknesses before a duel? Might as well tell him to drop his staff and fight bare-handed!
“Oh? So that’s the secret!” The dwarf mage who had just dueled Ihan perked up, not disappointed but astonished.
How much mana would one have to possess for this to happen?
“Amazing. Truly amazing! I’ve seen mages born with heavy mana a few times, but none of them could do this.” “Thank you for the compliment.” “But… is it proper to reveal all that before a duel…?” The dwarf mage’s perfectly reasonable objection left Ihan at a loss for words.
What could he do? He couldn’t look like the shameless pupil badmouthing his master in front of others.
Gritting his teeth, Ihan defended Professor Voladi. “My master simply trusts me that much.” “How touching!” The dwarf responded as if it were his own story.