309 Hollows and Pits (1/2)

Since Hand of Magic could be reshaped through derivative spells, the magic apprentices' first idea was to hold Hand of Magic above their head in the shape of an umbrella.

This did prevent them from being drenched for now.

However, Roland smiled from the pavilion; he did not think that it was a good idea.

It was true that Hand of Magic could be reshaped, but keeping it going could be very costly. Even though its magic cost was low, one would still be worn out if it was used for too long.

Even Roland would lose at least one-sixth of his mana if he kept a Hand of Magic of the same size going for a night even though his mana regeneration was doubled by Roland's Zeal.

It was needless to mention those magic apprentices who had much less mana than Roland did.

It would already be a miracle if they could endure three hours.

But the clouds in the sky were thick, implying that the rain wouldn't stop soon.

The magic apprentices took food out of the waterproof bags from the carriages and ate.

They sensed something wrong after they stood for a while.

It had almost been an hour, and they had lost half of their mana, but there was no sign that the rain was stopping.

More importantly… they were all starting to feel drowsy.

Probably in another hour, their Hand of Magic would be gone, and they would be awash with rainwater.

Besides, even if they could keep their Hand of Magic for a whole night, they would still need a place to sleep.

The ground was too wet to sleep on. But if they didn't take a rest, the journey the next day would be exhausting.

None of the magic apprentices felt good.

Jerry, as an old man, had much more life experience than other magic apprentices did.

He cast his eyes to the stone pavilion.

It was a dark, rainy night, but the bright sphere hanging above the pavilion illuminated the whole place.

Even though owls were hooting in the darkness, it did not feel creepy at all. There was only a deep quiet and serenity brought by the rain.

Sitting straight on the rough stone chair, Roland was in a daze.

While Roland was on the forums, the apprentices, and even Andonara, always thought that Roland was meditating.

It was because Roland's magic power would quickly regather when he was resting, which was also the corollary of meditation.

Jerry stared at the big pavilion, deeply fascinated.

He was quite impressed that Roland could use such a common spell so casually and marvelously.

It never occurred to him that Mud to Stone, which was only used to block enemies, had such a usage.

He was not dissatisfied by Roland's decision to kick them into the rain and let them take care of themselves.

He even felt that it was how a qualified magic mentor should behave.

So, Jerry was quite devoted to this trip. He did not want the chairman to think poorly of him because of any mistakes he made.