"It looks like I've developed some kind of… strange magic."
"Already?" Faust raised an eyebrow. "Alright. Do it."
As mana began to gather around his fingertips, Faust's brows rose.
"Oh… I can perceive your mana now," she said. "It seems you've grown enough that I can finally say you have a proper mana capacity."
"Really?"
"Mhm." She nodded once. "Go on."
Lancel nodded and focused. Just as he had shown Countess Gretelle, the same phenomenon occurred. Mana gathered, the Hexencircle formed, and in the next instant, that flash shot out, streaking forward before shattering the window.
Crash——!
For a brief moment, Faust's eyes widened. Then, just as quickly, her expression returned to normal as she shifted her attention back to him.
"…Setting the window aside. What the hell was that?"
"I was told I don't have a natural attunement," Lancel said. "Apparently, my attunement is… structure itself."
"…Huh."
Faust stared at him for a moment before letting out a sigh.
