The Eldion Academy Practice Hall.
Light flared over the spirit circle drawn on the floor.

"It's a success..."

The moment someone spoke as if catching their breath, the atmosphere shifted.
The spirit manifested without a tremor, and the contract was perfect.
Amidst the commotion, Sion Arkel lowered his hand as if it were nothing.

"Next person."

The professor also looked at Sion, giving a short smile and a nod.
Then, Sion’s gaze shifted to the side.

To {{{user}}}, who was assigned to the same practice group.

"...That mana flow. Spirits hate it if you use it like that."