After discussing the naming of the new magic, the glow on the carpet in the bedroom gradually dissolved as the Sword of Light was absorbed into Lyra's body.
Astrid put down her crossed legs, gently smoothed her skirt, and said softly, "Although it requires the Sword of Light as a medium to release, in any case, [Light Cascade] is truly Lyra's self-created magic."
"I really haven't heard of any mage who can create their own magic at the early level. Well done, Lyra."
Giving appropriate praise would definitely make Lyra very happy. Astrid knew this well, so she never hesitated with her words.
Hearing Astrid's words, Lyra's cheeks turned slightly red, her palms resting on her legs, her ten slender white toes gently scratching the soles of her sandals.
"It's nothing... not that amazing..."
"Huh??!!"
After speaking, Lyra suddenly trembled, her fingers clutching the bedsheet, the muscles in her calves and back tensing.
