Day broke.
In the Magic Laboratory, the main laboratory.
Sitting at the long table in the lab, Richard held a quill in his hand, writing on a papyrus scroll with a rustling sound, noting down the functions of several items he had taken out of his briefcase—after some preliminary tests, he had generally understood some aspects of these items.
First, there was the seemingly ordinary black short wand.
This indeed was a magic wand that allowed for more precise control over the casting of spells, meaning, it allowed for spells to be cast farther and more accurately.
But "precision" was merely an auxiliary feature of the short wand, its primary function was… energy storage.
Yes, energy storage!
