Chapter 37: A Mage’s Dawn

Back at the residence, Sean ordered a midnight feast. Lucio joined them, gobbling down the gourmet dishes prepared by Count Rivers' top chefs. Afterward, Lucio patted his stomach: "Thanks for the meal, Your Highness! Call me if you ever need help in Yorn—No one dares to disrespect Lucas' son"

"Will do. Henry, see him out," Sean said, stifling a laugh.

As Lucio left, Windsor eyed Sean suspiciously. "Are you secretly a pandaren, Your Highness?"

Sean grinned. "You've found me out. I'm actually Lorewalker Cho. May the Blue Dragon guide you."

Windsor blinked, confused. Lorewalker who?

…

In his room, Sean picked up A Traveler's Guide to Lane, expecting geography. Instead, it listed every edible plant, fish, and animal in Lane. Why is every chapter about food? he wondered, stomach growling. He tossed it aside and grabbed Luke's Introduction to Magic.

Assuming the meditation position, Sean focused on his brow. An hour passed—no magic, but EXP ticked up to 6/200. No rush. The book says talent reveals itself within seven days.

…

At 5 a.m., Sean awoke, groping for his phone. Finding only the magic book, reality hit: I'm stuck here. Depressed, he buried himself in blankets—then froze. Why is it damp?

He sat up, eyes closed. Thousands of light blue spots swirled around him—water magic element!They danced in S and O shapes, teasingly halting before his brow.

Sean relaxed, absorbing them into his magic core as the book instructed. Finally, progress.