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North suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the unchanging ceiling.

Sweat poured down his temples, and he was breathing heavily.

He had just experienced a nightmare.

A faint light shone through the swaying curtains on the bed, a little sunlight bouncing off the bed.

Turning his head slightly to look at the bed beside him, he saw it was empty.

No one was there, not even his companion spirit, Tuan Yuan.

His little sister Celia and Tuan Yuan had left before him and were nowhere to be found.

Ignoring the vibrations of his nightmare, he stood up and walked to the bathroom to begin his morning scrubbing.

Ten years ago, Nors and Celia came to Nova Academy by chance.

Only through Elder Yu's firm decision to adopt them could they settle down.

The Nova Academy is the oldest magic Academy in Serafia, which has existed for at least three thousand years.

The Academy is like a majestic castle, majestically surrounded by the lake.

Its stone pillars are pale and upright, like guardians protecting the splendor of the Academy;

The walls are inlaid with Academycient runes, glittering with mysterious light, telling of the long history of the Academy.

Every brick-and-tile Academy building is steeped in the vicissitudes of time, and every leaf tells of the wonders of magic.

The building's shadow shimmers in the sunlight on the lake's surface, revealing the ancient world's majesty and mystery.

In addition to the basic facilities of the college, it also has its farms and fields, making it self-reliant.

Although it was not his birthplace, it gave Nors a sense of pride as a student here.

"Good morning, Mr. Nors."

Nors walked through the central garden of the path, passing the students one by one as they greeted him.

"Good morning. Have you seen Celia and Tuan Yuan?"

"Miss Celia and Tuan Yuan are in the central hall. It seems that they are helping prepare for the promotion ceremony," a particular student said, pointing in the direction of the central hall.

Nors thought momentarily; Elder Yu had probably called them to help again.

Damn, an older man loves to enslave my lovely sister!

North was suddenly furious.

"Congratulations to Nors-senpai and Celia-senpai; they'll be promoted to Star Rank today!" A student said with an envious look.

Yes, congratulations!" Congratulatory voices rose.

Thank you all; I'll look for Celia first; see you later."

After thanking these enthusiastic students, Nors hurriedly walked towards the main hall.

His sight suddenly caught sight of a golden arch not far outside the Academy, with a looming white ball of light floating in the middle of the arch.

It always feels like something terrible will come out the next second.

He had a feeling that something extraordinary would come out of it.

People are very secretive about this sudden appearance.

After observing it for a few days and not noticing any changes, the elders sent some people to patrol the area and left it alone.

However, when Nors looked at the white ball that was slightly glowing with light, a feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart.

He always had the feeling that something uncontrollable would happen.

He glanced back and shook his head helplessly.

Don't overthink about what hasn't happened yet.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, an explosion came from behind.

Nors turned around and saw two teenagers yelling at each other. They started fighting if they disagreed.

Oh, it's okay.

It's Scarlett and Alex, this striking pair.

"Monkey, I'm going to kill you today!" A woman in bright yellow magic robes and a

hood with a cute kitten hairpin on it shouted, waving her wand.

She was Scarlett, an Enlightenment-ranked magical summoner and Alec's childhood friend.

The teenager dodged the attack and let out a sneer.

"Idiot, you think you can defeat your grandfather just by being you! Naive!"

Scarlett's veins rippled with anger, forgetting the reason for the original fight and focusing on beating the apparent sack to death on the other side of the room.

She spun her wand around and spoke the incantation:

"Summon magic, fire elf Artoo! "

A vast field of summoning magic appeared on the ground, and fire clusters emerged.

As if called by some power, they fluttered in the air and gradually gathered into a larger flame.

This group of flames gradually expanded and burned, enveloping the surrounding space in an orange-red light.

In this spectacular or severe, a figure gradually appeared.

It is the Spirit of Fire, Artoo.

His face was solemn as he was clad in burning flames.

"Hit him! Strike him hard!" Scarlett ordered.

He raised his arm, and a flame appeared in the center of his palm before he struck Alec without hesitation.

 "Damn bitch! You're serious! Then don't blame me for not being able to!"

Alec's hands were in the position of swinging this long sword, the Demon Sealing Blade of Heaven's Fury!

A continuous stream of energy gathered at the blade's tip, flashing this golden-white light.

"Watch me! Heaven's Fury - Slash!"

His voice echoed in the central garden as he violently swung the injured blade.

The blade sliced through the air like lightning, carrying a dazzling line of light as it slashed at the giant flame.

The flame that was struck was knocked over again.

"Not good, that direction! Someone's there!"

Scarlett's voice suddenly rang out, spreading a wave of panic.

"Hey, that idiot over there, get out of the way!" Alec shouted.

Nors' eyes widened at the sight.

He hit the unlucky guy with the sword at his waist at the critical moment.

The sword went up in the air, and energy erupted around it.

The blazing fire was blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to advance.

The heat of the flames gradually diminished and was finally neutralized.

"Sacred Defender Blade, it's Mr. Nors!" Someone shouted in the crowd.

Sacred Defender Blade, Nors's sword.

It's a bizarre name.

This sword can completely nullify magic attacks of its own level or lower and grows with its owner.

The sword's existence is a mystery, as it is not recorded in any magical history book.

According to him, this is a family heirloom.

With such an effect, any magic would have almost no impact on Nors.

Anyone who is a magic swordsman would want it exceptionally much.

For a while, people kept harassing Nors to get the sword, using various methods.

Some of the elders even tried to use their status to suppress him.

They think that he was too young for the sword and that they could take care of it for him.

It's pretty shameless.

They were all beaten back by Elder Yu, who adopted them.

Even a holy magic academy has its share of such rats.

Elder Yu gave them the best protection on their way up.

The fog gradually lifted, revealing the man the flames had almost consumed.

When Alec and Scarlett looked at him, they turned blue.

It was their friend Ethan.

The flames had already burned the flowers around them, leaving a charred black residue.

Ethan held a watering can and looked at them coldly.

His eyes said that he was going to rip your skins off if you didn't give him an explanation!

Alex swallowed his saliva, his scalp tingling.

It felt as if Ethan's eyes could kill her.

"It's all her fault; she has such a bad temper!" he tried to argue.

Scarlett immediately replied, "What are you talking about? Would I be angry if you hadn't come here to tease me?"

"Hmph! I'm not going to argue with you, okay?" Alec said arrogantly, crossing his arms over his chest.

The main thing is that I am right, but you are wrong.

"You've got it backward! I'm the one who forgave you!" Scarlett exclaimed.

"I'm not wrong!"

"Monkey! You are stupid! Asshole!"

The two pushed and shoved like schoolchildren, blaming each other.

They were about to fight again.

"That's enough! Are you still schoolchildren?" How many times this month? Sooner or later, my flowers will die at your hands!"

Ethan couldn't take it anymore and shouted at the top of his lungs.

He felt sorry for the flowers and for himself.

Because he loved flowers, he volunteered to take care of the flowers in the central garden.

When Ethan saw the carefully tended flowers being burned to ashes, he wanted to kill people.

He wanted to strangle the two little bastards.

He had already said the garden should be applied to carve a protective formation.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will be killed by two little bastards.

Nors leaned against the wall pillar, admiring this daily scene with relish, and had no intention of interfering.

This pair is very interesting, childhood sweethearts who fall in love and kill each other.

They destroy the flowers he worked so hard for every time and sometimes even make a big hole in the wall.

The person in charge of the construction was miserable. He complained and was punished several times.

It's incredible that they still refuse to change despite repeated warnings.

"Yeah, are you all here?"

A crisp sound came from behind.

"Oh, are you all here?"

A crisp sound came from behind.