Honestly, I still don’t really understand what magic in this world even is.
They call me an archmage, a genius of the century, but that isn’t me—it’s Lunaris.
Most of my magical activities rely, more or less, on intuition.
It’s not about calculating things in your head according to theory, devising formulas, and controlling the flow of mana.
It’s more like my hand moves first and the spell goes off on its own.
To be exact, it’s more like instinctively drawing out, whenever needed, the knowledge deeply imprinted in the character 'Lunaris Evermoon.'
You know that obnoxious line geniuses always like to spout?
It just works when I do it. Isn’t it no different from breathing?
Back when I saw those guys, I wanted to give them a satisfying flick on the forehead, but now that I’m in that position myself, I oddly sympathize.
Seriously, what am I supposed to do if it just works...
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