Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Your magic shield is absorbing the space energy of the Universe. It is adequately growing.”

“Your Magic Shield has grown to critical value. You have mastered Magic Shield.”

Lorne, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

He turned his hands in front of him.

A golden shield appeared before him.

Lorne was overjoyed.

However, he immediately fell into a state of melancholy.

He was happy that his magic had its own consciousness and could cultivate by itself.

The melancholy was regarding the world he came from.

He did not know anyone here nor did he have any relatives.

Two days ago he had crossed into Holzyard.

Here, Magical Beasts roamed freely and were full of dangers.

Fortunately, he became a Mage Apprentice of the Allison Institute.

The Allison Institute Of Magic was one of the few magical institutions in the world.

Of course, that was in the past because magic training was too difficult.

Many people practiced magic as a sub-occupation.

They mainly cultivated sword techniques and physical techniques, while magic was used to assist themselves.

If he specialized in magic, he would wait until his strength reached that of an Archmage.

At that time, he was already an old man. How could he still be so ambitious?

So, except for those talented mages.

There were very few people who specialized in magic.

Furthermore, cultivating magic didn’t only require one to cultivate as a Mage, one also had to think of ways to increase one’s mental strength.

Otherwise, his mental strength would not be enough to support the release of spells.

In this world, mages were ranked according to their mental strength.

Mage Apprentice, Mage, Archmage, Mage God, Supreme Mage God.

The headmaster of the Allison Institute was a Mage God.

But he usually did not appear.

It was said that he was in seclusion to break through to the Supreme Mage God.

And Lorne’s teacher, Camet, was an Archmage.

The first day he came to the academy was to learn how to cultivate Spiritual Power.

The next day, in order to let Lorne and the others know the difficulty of training,

he would teach them the simplest life-saving skill, Magic Shield.

On the second day, when everyone started to train their Magic Shields.

Lorne was still working on his Spiritual Power training.

To Lorne, who had just arrived in this world,

Magic was unimaginable to him.

After a day of cultivation, he still hadn’t found a way to cultivate his Spirit Power.

Feeling somewhat discouraged, he began to attempt to cultivate his Magic Shield.

At that moment, the system awakened.

While others were still training their Magic Shields,

Lorne had learned Magic Shields.

Bang!

A muffled sound echoed in the room.

The Magic Shield emitted energy and the marble in front of him had already shattered into pieces.

It was hard enough to withstand bullets from his previous life.

“It looks like it’s time to find Camet and learn a new spell.”

Lorne was in a good mood because from today onwards, he was also a Mage.

In this dangerous world, he finally had the ability to protect himself.

Just as he was rejoicing.

There was a click.

The sound of the cup shattering reached Lorne’s ears.

Lorne turned to look.

A teenager in his teens and twenties stood at the door.

The young man was wearing a white robe.

However, there were patches of green and purple on his robe.

It looked very sloppy.

The young man’s name was Rook and he was Lorne’s senior.

He came to the Magic Academy a year earlier than him.

He was considered to be from the same hometown as him.

He was very passionate even though he was in the Magic Academy.

But he was obsessed with pharmaceutics.

And the robe on his body was probably left behind by his interactions with pharmaceutics.

“Oh my God! Lorne, you actually learned how to use a Magic Shield!”

Rook looked at him with delight.

“Senior, when did you come over?”

Lorne was very puzzled. Everyone in this school had their own room.

Meanwhile, Rook’s room was in another building which was not close to him.

“I’ve developed a new potion. I want you to try it for me.”

“But that’s not the point.”

As Rook spoke, he rushed over and grabbed Lorne’s hand.

He looked at Rook who was more excited than he was.

Lorne quickly said, “Senior, calm down!”

Hearing him say this, Rook still found it hard to calm down.

“Lorne, you actually learned Magic Shield?”

Rook’s voice was loud, shaking his ears.

“Yeah, why?”

Lorne asked curiously.

Didn’t he just learn a spell?

And it was the most basic magic.

Rook actually had such a big reaction.

“What?”

Rook’s voice rose another octave as he fought to suppress the rising emotions in his chest.

“Do you know what you’re talking about? Are you crazy?”

Rook stared at Lorne in disbelief.

Listen to what Lorne had just said.

In this world, Magic was difficult to cultivate.

It had only been a few days since Lorne started training his magic shield.

However, he was not surprised at all.

This was beyond Rook’s knowledge.

“Senior, calm down.”

Lorne comforted him.

“What? You want me to calm down? Do you know what you’ve done?”

“You have to know that our school’s strongest genius, Dean Allison, also took half a month to cultivate his Magic Shield.”

“You’re actually telling me to not be agitated?”

Rook thought Lorne must be crazy.

“No. I need to take you to see Mr. Camet. He has to know about this.”

As he spoke, Rook wanted to pull Lorne to meet Camet.

“Senior, aren’t you going to clean up the medicine you dropped?”

Lorne reminded him.

“Ah!”

“My potion!”

“This is a potion that I’ve been researching for a month!”

Lorne could only sympathize as he listened to Rook’s wailing.

He helped him pack up the medicine on the ground.

Lorne tried to comfort him again to renew Rook’s fighting spirit.

“Junior, the Senior is telling you to find Master Camet.”

“When the time comes, you’ll get better teaching in Magic.”

Upon hearing Rook say that, Lorne asked curiously,

“What’s the difference between that and other teachers in magic school?”

He saw that he looked like a novice.

The good old man, Rook, would have Camet teach and explain the difference between normal and not normal.

“You have to know that everyone studies together in school.”

“However, with your talent, if you were accepted as a disciple by Camet, your level of knowledge would naturally be much higher.”

Lorne suddenly understood.

One was a one-on-one teaching by a master while the other was a teacher teaching the entire class alone.

Let’s not talk about how much he taught, just an one on one session would lead to a quick increase of his knowledge.

There was also a huge difference in their understanding of magic.

Therefore, it was necessary to look for Camet.

Lorne nodded. “Don’t worry, Senior. I’ll definitely look for Master Camet.”

He thought about how he could learn other spells later on.

Lorne looked forward to meeting Master Camet.

I really don’t know what kind of magic Master Camet will teach me then..