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"As for magic..."
If he really wanted to explain it, the amount of knowledge Morin could teach Bruce about magic was enormous.
However, learning magic required prerequisites.
You had to be able to sense magic.
And there had to be mana in the natural world.
Otherwise, if you couldn't recover mana, then what were you learning-air?
Fortunately, Morin had already confirmed this.
The method was simple.
He himself could clearly sense the mana floating in the air, and after casting spells, he would naturally absorb mana from the surrounding environment to replenish himself.
Once that was confirmed, the next step was obvious.
Let Bruce try to sense mana.
If he could, then he had the aptitude.
As for the teaching method...
Since Bruce was a man, Morin obviously couldn't teach him by holding his hand.
So-
"What is this?" Bruce stared at the USB drive Morin handed him. His eyelids twitched.
A bad feeling rose up.
"This contains the basic theory of magic and the method for sensing mana for the first time," Morin said calmly. "I summarized everything myself."
"Take it back and read it first. If you don't understand something, ask me."
"After you finish learning it, we'll start doing practice problems."
As he spoke, Morin tossed a broken keyboard into the trash.
Morin's body wasn't just strong.
It was fast.
Including his hands.
Although the foundational knowledge of magic required a massive amount of text to explain clearly, with Morin's typing speed-
The only thing he had to worry about was whether the keyboard could keep up.
"...Is this really all of it?" Bruce asked, plugging the USB drive into his computer.
Looking at the folder inside, a headache immediately formed.
This was too much.
He couldn't even imagine how long it would take to read everything.
"This is a necessary part of learning," Morin said seriously. "Magic is not a game."
"If you want to learn it, you have to pay a price."
"...Okay," Bruce replied weakly.
Before the misery could leave his face, Morin's next sentence made his eyes widen.
"Good. After you finish reading and understanding everything, we'll start doing practice problems."
"...Practice problems?" Bruce froze.
"Of course. Pure theory is useless without application."
"Shouldn't practice mean actually doing it?"
"Are you confident you won't make a mistake from the start?" Morin asked calmly.
"Drawing mana incorrectly from inside your body is extremely dangerous."
One sentence.
Bruce was rendered speechless.
"...Did you learn it this way too?" Bruce hesitated, then asked.
"Of course," Morin replied without the slightest hesitation. "It took me one month."
"And I organized all the materials during that time. That's why I can give you this now."
That part wasn't exactly true.
The difference was that Morin hadn't started with traditional learning.
He started with the system.
"...Then," Bruce changed the subject, unsure whether to believe him, "if I learn all of this, can I reach your level?"
"Are you asking..." Morin looked at him.
"The stealth and techniques you taught me are already stronger than what I learned in the League of Assassins," Bruce said. "But they're still nowhere near what you showed."
"There's a huge gap."
"Is that because of this?"
"If we're being precise," Morin nodded, "then yes."
"If you truly master what I've given you, you'll gain power you can't even imagine."
"Then what's your intention?" Bruce asked directly. "This isn't worth just ten million."
Originally, Bruce had thought that Morin's guidance alone was worth the price.
But once magic entered the picture, something felt off.
It was too profitable.
Almost unfair.
Either Morin had an ulterior motive-
But Bruce thought it over carefully and couldn't find one.
So he asked outright.
"At first, I only planned to teach you stealth and assassination techniques," Morin said. "Those are worth about ten million."
"I'm teaching you magic now because I had a sudden idea."
"Of course," he added casually, "if you're willing to increase the reward, I'd be even happier."
Bruce: "..."
So you still want money.
If it was money, then it was easy.
Bruce had never been short on that.
Especially when it could clearly bring him tangible benefits.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I'll increase the reward. If I learn magic..."
"Wayne Enterprises is about to go public."
"How about ten percent of the original shares?"
"The kind that can't be diluted."
"That's a very generous offer," Morin said, his eyes lighting up. "I accept."
"Just make sure you pay me the same way as the ten million."
Ten percent of Wayne Enterprises.
Wayne Enterprises.
If that were converted into experience points...
I might get my first profession above advanced.
"...Then," Bruce suddenly said, "is there an easier way?"
Since he was paying more, better treatment was only fair.
"Of course," Morin said cheerfully, already seeing money fly in. "The USB contains the basics."
"I won't take it back."
"And I'll personally teach you magic techniques."
What did it matter if he was a man?
As long as the money was enough, it didn't matter if they weren't human-
Well, that wasn't what he meant.
Morin felt that sacrificing a little dignity for power was completely acceptable.
...
"...Just like this?" Bruce sat down, feeling something was off.
"Yes. Just like that," Morin nodded.
"Isn't this... a little too casual?" Bruce asked.
Earlier, after the deal was made, Bruce had planned to leave.
Morin stopped him, saying there was no better time than now and that teaching would start immediately.
Even Bruce, who was used to solving problems with money, was speechless.
Money really was powerful.
He should've just paid more from the beginning.
He'd thought someone like Morin wouldn't care about money.
Turns out, aside from his roundabout way of asking and his strange payment methods, he was no different from anyone else.
It was just that this teaching method...
"Just sit there," Morin said. "I'll transmit mana through your back."
"I'll guide it so you can feel that power."
"This is the fastest way to sense mana. If you have the aptitude, you'll succeed."
Bruce didn't need to take off his clothes.
He simply sat with his back to Morin.
No wonder it felt informal.
From the outside, it really did look rushed.
But Morin didn't care.
As long as it worked.
Even with grand ceremonies or rituals, the method would be the same.
Under Morin's guidance, mana slowly flowed into Bruce's body.
Bruce remembered Morin's instructions and focused seriously on that unfamiliar energy.
...
Earle sat in his office, expression grim.
Yesterday, his assistant had reported a possible discovery.
An extra container had appeared in Falcone's shipment.
Very likely, it contained the missing Wayne Enterprises weapon.
But after going to investigate-
The assistant never came back.
Earle already knew what that meant.
In Gotham, people disappeared all the time.
But this time, it was different.
This was the assistant of Wayne Enterprises' CEO.
A blatant provocation.
The problem was-
Earle couldn't respond.
He'd ordered the assistant to conceal the missing weapon, and the assistant had done it well.
Because of that, Earle couldn't expose the incident now.
Otherwise, all his previous efforts would be wasted.
He might even be punished.
Before the IPO.
Before his plan to swallow Wayne Enterprises officially began.
Right now, Earle was just a CEO.
If Bruce wanted, he could replace him instantly.
In Earle's eyes, he'd only barely managed to deceive Bruce.
After the company went public, his real plan could begin.
How could he let a missing weapon ruin everything?
So he had people handle the assistant's disappearance.
The report stated the assistant was "dismissed for poor work attitude."
Filed.
Closed.
Earle pretended to know nothing.
After that, he went straight to Applied Sciences.
When he arrived, only Fox was there.
Just as expected.
This was Earle's arrangement.
He had transferred Fox here first.
Then transferred everyone else out.
Power was decentralized.
Fox became a manager in name only.
With no authority.
Unable to oppose him.