"Magic doesn't need to be learned based on innate talent?"

"I don't know what you're referring to. If someone has an affinity for a particular element, they can focus on learning magic related to that element. Otherwise, as long as one has the conditions to learn magic, there is no difference between elements," Loris said calmly.

"Really no difference?"

"Differences lie in focus."

"Oh~ So it's like choosing a major in university." Zephyr nodded. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Sitting on the ground with his wings slightly flapping behind him, he asked, "How do I know what I can learn?"

"... " Loris looked at Zephyr with an expression of surprise, filled with an extra layer of care.

The kind of care given to ignorant young children.

"Uh, does that mean we just try and see?" After some hesitation, Zephyr couldn't help but ask. It seemed like the only possible way.

"You are a dragon, not a human. Most dragons have inherent magical abilities," Loris explained. Not only magical abilities, but also physical strength and longevity far surpassing human warriors. Such natural endowments made the pursuit of dragon bodies by humans understandable.

Cursed dragons... ultimately could not escape death, much like being cursed.

This term emerged after the dragon race had exterminated all cursed dragons. There was nothing wrong with this explanation.

"So, it’s something you learn instantly?"

"There's no need to learn; dragon heritage includes such knowledge."

Zephyr simply spread his claws, "Unfortunately, I don't have that."

All he had were the memories from his previous world. Perhaps due to the size of a dragon's brain or some qualitative change in his soul after crossing over, his previous life's memories remained clear as long as he recalled them.

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Loris pulled out a book from thin air. Though suitable for ordinary people, she used her unknown method to enlarge the book tenfold, "Children's primer books, even children from common families could access these if their conditions were good enough."

"... I think you don't need to say the latter part," Zephyr said awkwardly. A children's primer was fine, but even common families' children could access them... This world sounded quite advanced!

"It doesn't matter. Even if accessible, it would still eliminate over ninety percent of people. And you're just a young dragon, no different from a child."

Zephyr looked down at the little girl, then at his own three-meter-tall body, "No way, six months ago I wasn't even as tall as you. Now my height should already be... grown up?"

"Even if your physique approaches that of a juvenile dragon, you're still considered a young dragon." Loris touched Zephyr 's scales, "Even if you're stronger than black dragons... you shouldn't be a black dragon."

Zephyr looked at his body color, rock-black, slightly different from true black, "I hatched from a stone."

"Oh, what are you regretting?"

"Regret? Regret not being a monkey," Zephyr fluttered his wings.

"... " Loris shook her head slightly. She didn't understand the reference but guessed it might be about some powerful entity from his world, rather than monkeys in this world.

Otherwise, why would he compare himself to dragons here, thinking about monkeys coming out of stones being stronger than dragons?

Knowledge from another world... always intriguing.

"Hatching from a stone means it should be a stillborn egg."

"... Dead!?"

"You're special, so it's not strange that a lifeless, possibly petrified dragon egg could hatch." Loris stared at Zephyr , "Young dragons take more than five years to grow into juveniles, accompanied by several months of dormancy. During this period, their size changes slightly, but significant growth happens during dormancy. You're different."

"Your body, though dragon, purebred, lacks normal dragon growth characteristics. You're unique, maybe more fitting for the title 'cursed dragon' than those described in later generations."

"Mm, sounds odd. The word 'curse' isn't exactly positive."

"Not necessarily," Loris said calmly, "Your identity means you won't be accepted by society, and..."

"And what?"

"For now, I don't want to say." Loris glanced at Zephyr . Entering his dream was unusually difficult, rare even for her. Normally, invading a dragon's dream wouldn't be hard, but Zephyr 's soul was vastly different, carrying elements foreign to this world.

These elements conflicted with this world, currently not causing issues as Zephyr was perfectly fine, but it posed a hidden danger.

Not saying anything was because sometimes ignorance is bliss, while knowing could lead to trouble...

"Telling you would make no sense with your current knowledge; you'd forget after sleeping."

"... " Loris's words reminded Zephyr of his pre-crossing days studying algebra and geometry, which were truly disheartening subjects. He once tried to study them, but the next morning, he couldn't remember even a single symbol!

Placing the primer book on the ground, Zephyr propped his chin up and muttered in Chinese while flipping through it. Occasionally, he drew symbols on the floor with his claw, wiping them clean with a swipe when full, creating fresh "scratch paper."

Magic in this world was similar to his previous academic studies, differing mainly in requiring "talent." For example, some people easily learn English, while others struggle. Here, only those who find it easy have the right to continue learning magic. Those who struggle will find it increasingly difficult, forming a vicious cycle preventing them from entering the field!

Using resources to overcome this wasn't impossible, but ordinary people lacked such conditions. Becoming a warrior required less stringent conditions, but mastering it was challenging. Many became warriors, but few achieved power comparable to mages.