A Strong Foe Reappears

"It looks like… I won't be learning Raphael's magic anytime soon." Cessacioun sighed as he looked toward the hilltop. 

"Who would've thought he could be so patient." Yalina nodded in agreement. 

Twenty days had passed, and Han Jin had stayed on top of the hill for the entire time. He looked as if he were meditating and didn't even eat or drink. At first, everyone was worried that Han Jin would fall ill from not eating, but stopped once they realized his complexion looked even better than before. 

Cessacioun thought it was just part of the massive magic matrix Han Jin set up. Even though they had to admit the matrix was unimaginably strong, it was also extremely costly! They knew full well they couldn't meditate for twenty days straight. Twenty days! It was absolute madness. No meditation ever lasted past a dozen hours, and even a superior-grade grand magus couldn't meditate for several days and nights! As for Han Jin… he was just a mysterious case.