In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

On Friday night, Lu Mingfei lay in the lounge.

The Knights' Court's lounge is different from other places: near the fireplace, there is a row of large sofas around the flames, which can accommodate a dozen people at the same time, and even maintain social distancing.

On either side of this large sofa, there are six single sofas, each large enough for a student to bury their body in.

This is a unique feature of the House of Knights, just like the House of Nobles' floor-to-ceiling windows with nighttime views, the House of Scholars' private library, and the House of Fools' grand banquet table; it's a characteristic of the houses.

Normally, on weekend evenings, these sofas are reserved for upperclassmen who are members of the Duel Club.

They would discuss the theme of fire at length, analyzing which card archetypes would become mainstream, how students should choose cards and materials, and even national events or historical battles—

Seating is not assigned. Anyone who wants to say more can sit down and speak. According to established practice, students standing around can only ask three questions. If they want to say more, they must sit down.

Of course, Lu Mingfei was sitting here not because he was bored and trying to sit in a senior's seat, but because this small meeting had "specially invited" him, allowing him to sit on a single sofa and listen to the lecture until someone wanted to speak, at which point he would give up his seat.

—Perhaps Johnny or Jessica revealed that he had created the magical sprite ahead of time…

Lu Mingfei adjusted himself to a comfortable position on the single sofa, waiting for nightfall so that the other outstanding students could take their seats.

Freshmen would occasionally come over, chat with Lu Mingfei for a few minutes, and then either leave or stay. Upperclassmen also gradually gathered around, either leaning back on the large sofa or sitting on the sofa like Lu Mingfei.

At exactly seven o'clock in the evening, the red-haired class monitor from the last freshman orientation banquet sat down in the middle of the long sofa. Her boots tapped on the wooden floor with a silent thud, and once she sat down, the surrounding students quieted down, ready to listen to her:

"Classmates, I've always felt that our after-school seminar needs a formal name, so I'm once again seeking your input today." The prefect took off his trench coat and draped it over the back of the sofa.

"Furthermore, I have always believed that we need a normal election process, a meeting agenda, and a secretary, who can volunteer if they wish to take on this role."

"Never mind then, I want to live a couple more years." One of the students muttered, which drew laughter from everyone present.

"Ahem." The red-haired class monitor coughed twice and glanced around. "Also, because the Duel Club was adjusting various matters for the new school year last week, the seminar could not be held as scheduled—but that won't happen again. The after-school seminar will still be held every week this school year, and all students are welcome to speak up."

"Whether it's questions about card making, problems in life, or doubts about the future, or if you want to know about card making techniques in various directions or what summoners can do, you can ask at this meeting, and we senior students will answer you."

"So, does anyone want to be the first to speak?"

The meeting fell silent for a moment. After a moment's thought, Lu Mingfei understood the reason behind the silence: this year's freshmen hadn't even had their first card-making experience, so talking to them about card-making techniques now was a bit too far-fetched.

As for life-related questions, you can directly ask your seniors. Those who are shy and unwilling to ask their seniors certainly wouldn't ask them at this kind of meeting.

As for the older students, their focus is definitely on the Duel Club, but this year the Duel Club doesn't even have a recruitment guide, so asking around won't help.

But clearly, the red-haired prefect hadn't considered these things. Seeing that no one spoke, the red-haired prefect seemed a little anxious. She looked at Lu Mingfei and said:

"I think you all have noticed that there is an unusually young new face among us—"

"Now, allow me to introduce you all: This is the son of a hero, the second-generation hero, and a rising star among the new generation, Lu Mingfei."

"We invited him to this after-school seminar in advance because he's sure to become a new member of the Duel Club—because he successfully crafted a purple-level spirit card in his first week of school!"

An uproar immediately erupted around them—

"Truly worthy of being called the son of a hero! His very first card is a purple card!"

"I wonder what the characteristics of that purple card are? Could it have any special abilities?"

"A purple card, if the two skills can't form a suitable combo, then we'll need to craft a corresponding deck... One purple card can't guarantee him entry into the Duel Club, right?"

Seeing that she had successfully aroused the interest and enthusiasm of those around her, the red-haired prefect also showed a satisfied expression—she looked at Lu Mingfei and extended her hand to him:

"So, Lu Mingfei, would you be interested in saying a few words?"

Lu Mingfei looked around and, seeing that no one was questioning his abilities, he no longer hesitated and asked:

"Since you've invited me, senior, I'll tell you about a problem I've encountered—"

"I recently found an item with considerable sentimental value, and I originally wanted to keep it, but my friend wants me to transform it into a magical spirit."

"Although she wanted it to accompany us in another way, I still want to keep it, so I'm asking the senior students for advice:"

"Is there a way to refine it into a magical spirit while preserving it as much as possible... in other words, to bring it 'to life'?"

The senior students exchanged glances and fell silent for a moment. Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat at this sight.

No way? Does that mean even the upperclassmen can't do anything? Is the Philosopher's Stone, which engraves the entirety of a young girl's feelings, destined to remain only in another form?

Or perhaps, this path is too easy, so the senior students are not satisfied with the question he asked?

"My mentor once mentioned this refining method," a senior student with a high ponytail and burn scars on her face said enthusiastically from among the six single sofas.

"However, this kind of crafting method actually tests the relationship between the two people. Everyone should have taken theology classes. As we all know, the miracles of the gods come from the dew of all living beings. So we can use those things that have solemn significance in theology to create high-level magical spirits."

"Sometimes, those meaningful things are just ordinary objects, but through centuries of worship, the dew of all living beings condenses on these objects, eventually giving them power that does not belong to them."

"—So, if it's something that only has unique meaning for the two of them, and you want it to become a magical spirit, what we need to do is actually quite simple:"

"All we need to do is provide the right amount of dew and let it condense where we want it to..."