Progression [5]

"How are your studies going, Belle?"

Amelia asked.

Despite the fact that it was winterbreak, Amelia and Belle never neglected advance studying.

The second semester was right around the corner, and things would get harder from there on.

"I don't know. I've hit a roadblock recently."

"How so?"

Amelia curiously tilted her head. It wasn't like Belle, who, for Amelia, was academically smarter than her.

After all, Belle received advanced education in Milis during her middle–school years.

Which must've been why Belle's practice regarding magic was peculiar.

Each continent practiced magic differently. For Holy Britannia, they took pride in the expertise of their basics—maximizing its efficiency to the brim.

Of course, there were theories they could study on the internet.

But for Amelia, it was too complex. Not in the way where she couldn't understand it, but it complicated the norm she was already used to.