Chapter 64 Nine Spells In The Devari Language

• The Sun was already overhead as Kiran stood in the large library, the ancient scent of old books filling the air. The high ceiling was made of old wood with intricately carved decorations. The gloomy light from the tall windows came in and cast mysterious shadows on the dozens of towering bookshelves on the third floor of the library.
• Kiran smelled the scent of ancient paper sheets emanating from the books neatly arranged on the old wooden shelves. The wooden surface felt rough under his fingers, and dust flew into the air as he took books from the stands.
• Kiran had just finished memorizing the electric shock spell perfectly within two hours. His face broke into a satisfied smile. He subconsciously said, "This spell is too easy." Then, a wide, triumphant smile graced his small face.