Amidst the bustling scene of the communal workshop—where students were busily etching enchantments onto their canvases and exchanging opinions—in the main building of the Department of Enchantments, one lonely student in a secluded corner stood out from the rest, silent and unmoving.0

That student, Lea, was staring at the blank canvas before her with her arms crossed. If it wasn’t for her slowly blinking eyes, she would have been mistaken as a statue, with how still she was. And as they were in a communal workshop, the strange sight made the other students murmur.0

“How many days has it been now?”5

“Almost over two weeks.”1

“There’s less than a week left until the pre-submission deadline, yet she’s still like that. She definitely won’t make it.”0

The fact that Lea sat frozen in the same spot every day, without doing anything, made most of the students feel she was both amazing and pathetic. Her current state was such a stark contrast to when she was the honor student of her department who was both admired and envied.0

I’m so done…0

Meanwhile, the person in question’s mind was so filled with other thoughts that she couldn’t be bothered to care even a speck about her surroundings.0

I thought I could make it work out somehow.… If I had known it would come to this, I wouldn’t have even considered taking on the cursed mass production of sword aura equipment!0

In the end, she had bit off more than she could chew, trying to tackle both the student scholarship selection for the Ivory Tower and the mass production...0