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"Now do you understand the difference?" Marth asked.
Ash nodded.
"Yes, I do."
Marth smiled.
"I would really like to know how you did it, but every mage has their secrets, so I won't ask."
He paused for a moment before adding,
"Still, if you are willing to disclose your method, the academy will reward you with a very generous amount of points and recognition."
Marth looked at Ash expectantly.
Ash thought about it for a moment before nodding.
"Professor, I don't mean to be rude, but how much do you know about anatomy?"
Professor Marth tilted his head slightly, surprised by the seemingly strange question.
"I know everything I need to know."
He shrugged.
"The shape and position of the bones, the location of the organs, and similar things."
"I'm a healer, not a doctor."
"I only need enough knowledge for my magic to perform at its best."
Upon hearing that answer, Ash finally understood why their methods seemed so inefficient.
Magic had solved too many problems.
As a result, scientific study of the human body had progressed much more slowly than it had on Earth.
Rather than disappointing him, the realization made him smile.
It meant that many of the things he knew were even more valuable than he had originally thought.
Ash tore a blank page from his notebook.
Using water magic, he quickly wrote down one of the diagnostic spells he had created years ago while helping Myra with her patients.
It was a simplified fake magic spell based on his understanding of anatomy.
"Try this spell."
Ash handed the page to Professor Marth.
Marth stared at the spell.
Then his eyes widened.
"Are you really willing to share this with the academy?"
Even Vastor looked shocked.
To most mages, personal spells were priceless assets.
Giving one away so casually was almost unheard of.
Ash shrugged.
"It's not that important."
Both professors nearly choked.
Not important?
The spell in their hands was a completely original creation.
"It's not a diagnostic spell," Ash explained.
"I created it a long time ago to better understand the human body."
"I don't even use it anymore."
"But I think it could help your research."
The two professors visibly relaxed.
At least Ash wasn't giving away one of his strongest abilities.
Still curious, Marth studied the spell.
It was surprisingly simple.
Without question, it belonged to the first tier.
"Done."
He looked up.
"Now what?"
"Use it on James's arm."
Marth followed the instructions.
After performing the hand signs, he cast the spell.
"Vinire Mark Urth."
A small wisp of light emerged from his hand.
The moment it touched James's arm, the limb became covered in a soft white glow.
Then information flooded into Marth's mind.
He froze.
Everyone watched in confusion.
Several seconds passed before Marth finally spoke.
"This..."
His eyes widened further.
"This is incredible."
The spell generated a detailed three-dimensional image of the scanned body part.
Every bone.
Every muscle.
Every tendon.
Every blood vessel.
Everything appeared clearly inside his mind.
Unlike traditional diagnostic magic, it didn't simply report abnormalities.
It showed the structure itself.
For the first time, Marth could examine the anatomy of a living patient in perfect detail without making a single incision.
Ash nodded.
"You see?"
"If I were in your position, I would use a spell like this....."
"Hold that thought!" Marth cut him short, snatching the page from Ash's hands.
He ran off with it and returned less than a minute later, dragging another man by the arm like a stubborn child.
"No means no!" the man shouted.
"You cannot disturb me every time some stupid noble is about to die! Whether it's the King or one of his children, I don't care. If I spend another hour dealing with paperwork, I'll go insane!"
"For the last time, no one is dying! Shut up and listen!"
Everyone stared at the newcomer with curiosity.
Unlike Professor Marth, this man looked much younger.
He appeared to be in his late twenties, with black hair streaked with silver. He stood around 1.74 meters tall and had a slender build along with several days' worth of stubble.
Marth quickly explained the situation while handing him the page Ash had written.
After reading it and casting the spell himself, both professors looked at Ash with obvious interest.
"Please, continue," Marth said.
"As I was saying," Ash replied, "I would use this spell before sending important soldiers to the battlefield. That way, if they lost a limb, we could recreate it based on accurate information from their original body."
"It would avoid many of the flaws in the current method."
He pointed toward the patient.
"In cases like this, I would use the remaining arm to generate a mirrored model for the missing one. The left and right arms are not completely identical, but the result would still be much closer to the original than using a generic template."
"And that's not all!" Manohar suddenly exclaimed.
A bright, excited look appeared in his eyes.
"We could even create a spell that gathers all that information automatically and generates the limb by itself!"
He waved the page excitedly.
"We could throw away those template collections entirely and replace dozens of spells with a single one."
The entire class fell silent.
Even the healers present looked shocked.
Professor Manohar's reputation as a genius was well known, and the fact that he immediately saw so many applications for Ash's spell made everyone realize how valuable it actually was.
Manohar pulled out a communication amulet and contacted the academy administration.
"What's your name, kid?" he asked.
"Ash from Lusar, sir."
Manohar blinked.
"Ash from Lusar?"
He looked at him again before laughing.
"So you're the famous student everyone has been talking about."
He turned toward the communication amulet.
"Assign one thousand points to the student Ash from Lusar for sharing a Tier One spell that has significant medical and academic value."
"One thousand points?" the administrator repeated in disbelief.
"One thousand points?" many students echoed.
Several of them stared at Ash with obvious envy.