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wishes to accomplish, there is no basis or ground for which to build upon. I am of the belief that this is standard education amongst all the magic schools across the known kingdoms. How else would one hope to learn such a difficult thing otherwise?”
    “Ah,” I said.
    It made sense.
    I had previously assumed they already had a good mental image from all of the times they’ve seen me cast it. Logical leap was that they already had a mental picture to go from… but perhaps they were too busy focusing on my technical details and instructions that they chose to forgo the mental image.
    So it was the teacher’s error.
    “Hah I don’t know what I’d do without you Kate!” I blurted out as I pulled her down into me and rolled around with her in the snow. Frolicking in the snow like children, we had lost track of the time as Astrid pointed out that the hour had passed.
    “Uh-m, Si-Sir Sigurd… we’re all accounted for,” she stuttered.
    “Oh, so it has,” I replied with little to no shame while looking at the blushing Katherine beneath me. There was nothing to be embarrassed about though as it was good natured fun, nothing a child couldn’t see.
    “Should we come back at another time, Sir Sigurd?” asked Astrid.
    “Ah, no that’s quite alright,” I slowly exclaimed while sitting up. “Katherine actually suggested a few tips that I believe will help with your training. It seems I’ve been going about things backwards, my apologies to you all.”
    Instructing the casters to visualize the spells in their heads before attempting anything physical, we worked with the image training for nearly an hour, going step by step through the process. Building from one image to the next and learning to take each mental step through the physical step before heading forward proved to be valuable.
    It wasn’t more than another hour before Astrid had managed to cast a barely passable [Chain Lightning] towards the rock wall to everyone’s excitement. By the fifth hour, all six mages could cast very weak versions of the spell with a moderate chance of success. Spell rebound did exist since their mastery of the spell was still quite rudimentary at the moment but it didn’t bother me.
    They were on their way.
    Interestingly enough the game had a hidden requirement when it came to imparting spell knowledge. Simply having the knowledge of the spell’s existence, what it looked like and how to cast it weren’t enough to teach or learn it for oneself. In fact, even relaying the same information to another and having them in turn instruct failed to produce any results. The game was oddly serious about requiring the master of the spell being the one to impart the knowledge.
    Even if I told Kate to relay what I said, the mages couldn’t progress. They were right at the edge of being able to cast the spell and when I stepped back to see if I could delegate the work, their progress stalled completely. As soon as I entered their proximity and ushered the words out of my mouth, their progress resumed.
    A strange system really, but it added up with previous experiences. I couldn’t teach myself spells despite already learning them in the Alpha or Beta, such as [Fireball] and [Frost Bolt]. I could work the magical lighter and conjure cold spots as I was familiar with the magic structure, but I couldn’t cast a real spell.
    Essentially, if I wanted to teach others magic with my Ancient Relic… I would actually have to be there, physically. Another time sink is what it was. That’s really all it was in my mind. Though, maybe it did help force interaction between players and NPCs, seeing as if everyone could teach themselves then there would be one less reason to ever visit an NPC town or city. I could simply browse the net, pull the information, and practice under a water fall or something instead.
    I guess it made sense after all.
    With the sun about to rise I decided to finally let the mages return to the village and rest. They had been