Gauss, while comprehending the vast knowledge newly acquired in his mind, followed the instinctive urge to vocalize. He moved the muscles in his throat and finally uttered a syllable that sounded quite mystical to human ears but carried great power.
"Buzz..."
Like the wind howling.
As the sound was emitted, the air in front of Gauss visibly rippled and spread out in waves around him.
But Gauss actually understood it.
The meaning of the sound traveled back to his brain through his ears, allowing him to decode its significance.
The content was simple: it was to cast the Light Spell.
In front of his fingertips, a fist-sized orb of soft light appeared out of thin air, suspending in the air and illuminating the surroundings.
Gauss gazed at the orb of light, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The Light Spell seemed ordinary, but it was vastly different from before.
