The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort Chapter 85 The First Magic Class (2) Nurturing Magic [18 ]

Mikhailis nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly as he listened.

"Alright, so, magic energy that is... What about magic power? How does it work?"

Mikhailis furrowed his brow slightly, the image of water in a vessel forming in his mind. He imagined his body filled with sothing—an energy, a warmth, a power. It was subtle at first, barely there, but the longer he focused, the more he felt it. It was like a current, a gentle flow running through him.

"There," Serelith said softly, her voice cutting through the silence.

"Can you feel it?"

Mikhailis nodded slowly, his eyes still closed.

"Yeah… I think I can. It's like a warmth, right? Kind of like…" he hesitated, searching for the words.