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His teacher’s hands on his back, Ben felt the Yeti’s spell working, even if a little slow while he gave Falk all of the advice he could based on how the soul mages had done it for him any time in the past as the damage he’d put himself through was eventually undone.

“Oh, you really are the best, you know that Falk? And a lot easier to find. Next time I’m just going straight to your factory or asking Nare to point me to you.”

“There really shouldn’t be a next time.”

“Alas, some things can’t be changed,” Ben shrugged, already getting up and walking over to his jacket to slip it on and began pulling mana into himself all over again, making the number of souls coming into existence around him skyrocket while his teacher sighed.

“No matter what reason you have for doin’ that, it really doesn’t look good.”

“I’m sure, but it seems mostly safe enough. Sure, I can damage my soul a bit but as long as I keep getting it healed there’s probably no harm.”

“That ‘probably’ is doing a lot of heavy lifting,” His teacher muttered, silently looking his student over for a moment before shaking his head. “But if I can’t stop you from doin’ this I should at least try and keep the harm down. Give me a few minutes and one of your mythril bands, I’ll see what I can do.”

Staring at Ben’s soul as he worked, Falk enchanted on the band, building it up and breaking it down a few times, muttering to himself the entire while as he tried to design a spell for it before ending on something the yeti was still less than happy with but had to admit was the best he could currently do as he explained it.

“A bit outside all of the spells I’ve been working on this entire time but I tried to bind the one I just used on you as an enchantment. It’s not going to be great but it should lower your odds of needing to see me or a soul mage again to get fixed up so long as you keep things in moderation.”

“Seriously? Falk, you really are the best. I am way too lucky to have you as a teacher.”

“That would be real sweet boy, if I couldn’t see you pullin’ even more mana into your soul I just worked so hard to fix. Did giving you somethin’ to reduce the constant damage you put yourself through make you think it was okay to work even harder?”

“Yes?”

“…You’re a real unpleasant brat to care about, you know that?”

“It really should only be for a bit, Falk. The more I make, the sooner I finish my current job. If I’m willing to push myself then I can bring things down to just a few more days and never need to worry about doing anything like this again.”

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“And you expect me to think that saving a handful of days is worth it?”

“Was it worth working yourself to death to try and reach the third tier?”

“…Fine, but if you get yourself hurt being stupid again and you can’t get your hands on a soul mage, you come find me. I’ll make the time to patch you up.”