Once Zhao Yu was sent off, Master Khamir Dal exhaled a long sigh of relief.
The pressure of teaching a prodigy was immense.
He himself knew only a handful of spells, yet now he had to train someone so extraordinary.
If he weren't long in years and full of knowledge, he'd have been drained dry by now.
"Sigh… I wonder how many more days I can keep this up."
He stepped out of his quarters.
Kamar-Taj was enormous—almost a small city unto itself.
Life here differed little from a bustling metropolis.
Every convenience existed among the ancient architecture, even internet cafés.
Restaurants and canteens abounded.
Whenever he was restless, Master Khamir Dal would slip into a nearby tavern for a drink.
Sorcerers at Kamar-Taj received generous stipends;
even apprentices lived like corporate executives outside.
His own salary comfortably covered his expenses.
Assured of no urgent duties, he made for his usual tavern.
Inside, several Sorcerers had already gathered—Kamar-Taj's community was peaceful yet factional.
Around Casillas clustered the radicals—zealous in every matter.
Wang's followers formed the conservatives—steadfast, if somewhat old-fashioned.
Master Hamir led the scholars.
Though unspoken, these alignments were well understood.
Khamir Dal counted himself among the conservatives, part of a small circle of like-minded Sorcerers.
"Khamir Dal, you're late today!" boomed a hearty voice.
Agrippa grinned broadly—a burly Sorcerer from Russia, known for his generosity.
They were good friends.
"Haha, not everyone's as carefree as you! I've got prodigies to teach," Khamir Dal replied.
"More like you're scared," Agrippa retorted.
"Everyone here has apprentices!"
His companions—veteran Sorcerers now largely in administrative roles—laughed in agreement.
Each boasted an apprentice of their own; Khamir Dal was no exception.
He sank onto a stool.
"But mine is a genius."
A scoffing voice cut in.
"Genius? Every teacher has a standout student."
Geri, another veteran, chipped in,
"My apprentice Agul mastered Magic Shield and two theories in six months."
"Oh, Agul's impressive," others nodded.
Mastering Magic Shield took most apprentices half a year, and two theories on top was commendable indeed.
After all, Master Casillas himself had taken three months.
Casillas sneered.
"Six months? You boast of that?"
Now that they were near retirement, they loved to parade apprentices' achievements.
Seeing Geri's pride, Casillas' disdain was evident.
"Khamir Dal, what's with that look?" Geri asked, pleased by the admiration.
Khamir Dal smiled wryly.
"You think six months is worth boasting about?
If my apprentice—"
He trailed off, capturing everyone's attention.
"Name my apprentice: Zhao Yu.
How long before he mastered Magic Shield?"
The other Sorcerers exchanged glances, guessing.
"I'd say four months, given Khamir Dal's confidence," Agrippa ventured.
Others nodded, believing him.
But Khamir Dal's smile turned knowingly dismissive as he held up three fingers.
"Three months!" they gasped.
"Impossible!"
"Even Casillas needed three months!"
"If it were three months, he'd be exceptional."
Khamir Dal surveyed them with quiet amusement, feeling they lacked true perspective—like a grand household mocking an unpolished country bumpkin.
He let the silence build, then revealed the truth:
"Not three months—three days!"
An explosion of disbelief rang out.
"Three days?!"
"You must be joking!"
"Not even the Supreme Sorcerer learns that fast!"
Geri sneered skeptically,
"Khamir Dal, don't fabricate lies. We teach apprentices too; no need for rank."
Others murmured agreement.
"Three days is absurd. If your apprentice learned Magic Shield in three days, I'll eat this table."
Khamir Dal's grin widened with confident superiority—these mere mortals had no sense of true genius.
"I have no reason to lie.
If you doubt me, ask Wang—he knows the truth."
Finishing his drink, he poured another for himself.
Around him, the veteran Sorcerers erupted in heated discussion.
"Three days to master Magic Shield? How is that possible?"
"Humans can't reach that level."
"Three days…unbelievable."
"Could Kamar-Taj truly have such a peerless prodigy?"
"Ridiculous—three days is impossible!"
As his friends gaped in shock, Khamir Dal only smiled in superior amusement.
If they knew he'd mastered two theories and Portal in just a few days…
they'd faint on the spot.
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