153 Chapter 153 - Disband

Norland’s Advanced Magic Academy.

Hyrlan had just walked out of the Weissenasche Theater with her close friend. She had a very important class to take this afternoon.

An all-new course. Furthermore, the headmaster of the Advanced Magic Academy, Gray Mage Lursk, would be personally teaching this course!

The Gray Mage Lursk was a Sage standing at the apex of Norland. Being able to listen to the lecture from the great Sage himself was an extremely exciting thing for all magic students.

The power mages possess came from their runes. The amount of runes that they could use would, more or less, be determined by their understanding of the world.

The knowledge taught by the Gray Mage Lursk will definitely allow them to awaken new runes upon comprehension.

No one would be willing to refuse this opportunity.

Hyrlan was very lucky. As an excellent student of the Advanced Magic Academy, she received the qualification to take that class.

“Isn’t this just a magic that we can use to chat at will? I only wanted to use this to ask that Flower of Farucci some questions. I had thought that a movie by the Black Swan Theatrical Troupe will be as boring as their stage plays. But, never would I expect that… wuu…”

Sansa spent a silver coin to purchase the originium crystal that would allow her to join the magic network all because it would present her the opportunity to communicate with the Flower of Farucci.

When Sansa recalled the movie ‘Léon: The Demon,’ she seemed to be losing control of her emotions.

Considerately, Hylan handed her handkerchief to Sansa. Then, she said, “The function of this magic is far more… terrifying… than just chatting.”

No matter what, Hyrlan was someone who had learned programming from Joshua. She understood the meaning and value of the magic network much better than other mages.

But, these two magic students sitting at the back of the classroom only chatted for a little while when the classroom door opened. The person that walked in caused them to immediately shut their mouths.

It was a middle-aged man about 1.6 meters tall. With a pair of reptilian-like eyes, he swept his gaze across the entire classroom. That icy gaze caused all the mage students to shut their mouths.

‘Why would Professor Viper from the Voodoo Department be here? This course shouldn’t have anything to do with curses…”

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Sansa carefully typed out a series of words on the interface before her eyes with the magic keyboard she had just learned.

By the time Archbishop Desireless arrived in the classroom, the classroom was completely full. A mage apprentice seated at the front rows seemed to have recognized the Archbishop from the Nation of the Holy Church.

In a terror, that student got up and tried to give his seat to Desireless. But, Desireless patted his shoulder and shook his head. Then, while leaning on his crutch, he walked to the side of the room and stood there.

Even though this course was being lectured by one of Norland’s greatest mages, the Gray Mage Lursk, the students of this lecture were still too extraordinary!

“The Gray Mage is here.”

Hyrlan spoke with a quiet voice that only she and Sansa could hear.

After waiting for a long period of time, the Gray Mage finally arrived.

This great mage known as a Sage in Norland was wearing such a sloppy attitude that one would frown the moment one saw him.

His filthy gray gown or the owl feathers on his head made him appear like an impoverished mage.