The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Run laps with your magical sprite!

　Upon hearing the mission description, the junior mages stared at Professor Jones with the eyes of someone looking at a demon.

　Professor Jones, however, showed no remorse whatsoever. She spoke at length about the importance of "coordinating with magical spirits," completely justifying the task of "running laps with magical spirits."

　Forced into submission, the junior mages had no choice but to summon their respective magical spirits and begin their second lap race.

　Dark was completely unprepared for Professor Jones to assign such a task, but luckily he had his card holder with him.

　Aside from [Meow Meow] and [Paradise], most of the Magic Cards are in card packs.

　He picked out the Magical Beast: Eevee from the deck, then recalled it and summoned it again, instantly transporting Eevee from its dormitory to Duel Arena #2!

　"Xi Yi"

　The sudden change in environment made Eevee very uncomfortable.

　After Dark left the dormitory, it secretly slipped back into its bed. It never expected to be summoned outside.

　The comfortable and warm environment has disappeared.

　This is a cold and desolate dueling arena!

　Darko took Ibrahimovic with him and they started jogging along the edge of the stadium.

　Running laps with the magical sprite requires constant attention to its pace and adjusting your own speed accordingly.

　Body speed.

　how to say.

　This is somewhat helpful in cultivating rapport with the magical spirit.

　Overall, however, the training is geared towards practical combat rather than dueling matches.

　The mage and the magical spirit fight side-by-side, using skillful movement to avoid danger and always remain in the magical spirit's safe zone.

　Within the protected area.

　These are all basic qualities that a mage must possess in real combat!

　But talking too much about this aspect is not as effective as actual performance.

　Only when truly needed will the junior mages realize the importance of the current training.

　In short, the junior mages were mostly complaining at this point.

　Dragging its weary legs, it led the futile, sluggish-looking guide sprite.

　Running laps around the venue!

　As students fell behind one after another on the running route, the people and pets leading the way in an orderly fashion stood out conspicuously.

　Darko Dimon went from being a steady second-tier student last semester to leading the pack this semester. His progress was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible.

　Robert turned around abruptly, seemingly only now realizing that even in this project he was most proud of, he no longer possessed an absolute advantage.

　As the "running laps with the magical sprites" activity gradually came to an end, most of the students were exhausted, but Professor Jones watched with a calm expression. He was quite satisfied with the results achieved in this activity.

　Students should act like students.

　All that lovey-dovey stuff all day long, it's so annoying to watch!

　Ultimately, it's the professors' fault for giving them too much time and space to date!

　But it's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.

　After a break of about five minutes.

　Professor Jones seized the opportunity and called on Darko Dimon to assist with the demonstration.

　She mainly talked about a tactic called "following the shadow".

　Through seamless coordination and precise positioning with the magical spirit, the mage concealed the shadow of a larger, more powerful magical spirit.

　In this way, they can "completely disappear from the enemy's sight"!

　Although it may not look complicated, it is actually a very advanced technique.

　The requirements for both the mage and the magical spirit are extremely high.

　For example, Darko and Ibrahimovic don't meet the requirements at all.

　Given Ibrahimovic's size, he couldn't possibly stop Dark, let alone hide it in his shadow.

　However, if it's just for supplementary teaching, it's barely acceptable.

　In the latter half of the course, Professor Jones summoned a giant brown bear and conducted a simulation exercise with Dark, leaving him with...

　It left an extremely deep impression on me!

　Therefore, from the very beginning of the simulation exercise, Professor Jones completely disappeared from Dark's sight!

　It was as if they had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

　Students who observe from a third-person perspective cannot fully grasp the impact of his viewpoint.

　"If I could master this technique, it would have been much harder for Vlad to target me during our fight."

　Dak was eager to learn, absorbing all the relevant knowledge like a sponge.

　"Ring ring!"

　When the bell rang to end the first class, only Dak was still reluctant to leave.

　Most of the students were celebrating the end of the dueling class, and they couldn't wait to sit down or even lie down and get a good rest!

　Therefore, when the second arithmetic class began, Professor Lily suddenly found that all the students in the classroom looked like wilted radishes, listless and dispirited.

　With a hint of doubt, she looked up at Dak in the last row, but found that Dak looked quite well, so she didn't pay much attention to him.

　Professor Lily's teaching style was exactly the same as always, still "reading from the textbook".

　With the teaching materials, her lectures became more structured, progressing from simple to complex, from nothing to something, and combining theory with practice.

　The example problems that correspond to the teaching content make it easier for students to understand.

　That being said.

　Those who can understand will still understand.

　Some parts are still incomprehensible!

　After a whole class, the young mage's physical strength had recovered slightly. But what replaced it was a mental blow!

　The double blow to both body and mind made this morning particularly difficult to endure.

　The homework assigned in math class was a lingering effect after the battle.

　2 p.m.

　The first-year students, who hadn't actually had a proper afternoon nap, arrived at the History of Magic classroom looking dejected.

　"The History of Magic is still the best! No need to run laps, no need to do problems, you just need to listen carefully."

　For some reason, the students developed an inappropriate expectation for the history of magic class.

　After the bell rang.

　Professor Ryan Hacks strode in through the front door.

　He strode confidently onto the stage, full of vigor, and proudly declared, "Classmates, have you noticed that your Professor Hawkes is different from before?"

　The students then perked up and looked over.

　Involuntarily, someone exclaimed in surprise.

　Professor Ryan Hawkes was now vastly different from when he first arrived at the academy.

　If the students hadn't already anticipated his gradual changes, they would probably find it even harder to accept that it was the same person!

　Even Dak, who was sitting by the window, couldn't help but feel surprised.

　Ryan Harker, a gun hero who retired due to injury, lost a foot, an arm, and an eye in the war.

　The hardships of life after the war further dulled his sharp edges and robbed him of his health.

　Cruel time stole his hair, leaving him with a face full of wrinkles.

　Dark had not forgotten his disheveled appearance when he first appeared, looking like a dying old man.

　But now, Professor Ryan Hawkes, after living in the castle for less than a month and a half, has regained his former self.

　Some sharpness.

　His hair had grown back completely thanks to the "experimental hair growth tonic," his beard had been carefully shaved, and the wrinkles on his face...

　It flattens out as the muscles gradually become fuller.

　The black single eyepatch on her right eye had been removed and replaced with one meticulously crafted by Professor Cazell and carried by Sister Kallian.

　The simulated meaning of the responsibility is connected to the real eye.

　The prosthetic eye was almost indistinguishable from the left eye.

　In keeping with Professor Cazell's usual practice, he may have added some unusual features as well.

　His left hand and right foot were also fitted with prosthetics.

　Professor Cazell's superb skills allowed the two prosthetic limbs to integrate almost completely with his body, making it possible for him to walk with ease.

　There was no noticeable bumpiness.

　Although this cost Professor Hax a whole month's salary

　But in reality, it's still practically a freebie.

　In the kingdom, it would be hard to find a master craftsman of magical artifacts more outstanding than Professor Kazel.

　Even Ryan Hex himself was extremely shocked by how well the prosthesis fit.

　After he was fitted with a prosthetic limb, he looked in a full-length mirror and touched the lifelike skin on the prosthetic limb, almost mistakenly believing that he was not disabled!

　At this moment, he finally looked like a "hero of guns"!

　An excited Ryan Hawkes actually started talking about his personal love life, which he had previously avoided discussing, during his history of magic class.

　“Future history!”

　"History itself is formed by the collision of emotions and feelings."

　"If we were to extrapolate from my personal emotional experiences, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to compile it into a modern history."

　"Whether it's Princess Violet of the Green Plains Dwarf Tribe, the chieftain's daughter of the Wild Boar Orc Tribe, or Moon Pearl of the Black Goblin Ore Tribe..."

　"If you were to connect all the outstanding women who were attracted to my handsomeness and strength in my youth, it would be a natural historical scroll."

　"Professor! Since you are admired by so many outstanding women, why were you so destitute before coming to St. Marian?"

　Professor Ryan Hawkes selectively ignored the occasional discordant voices and continued his lecture with complete absorption.

　My acquaintance and friendship with those "female confidantes," and our eventual parting.

　As the saying goes, lovers will eventually be separated, and their souls will part ways at the Blue Bridge.

　The fact that Ryan Harker is still single speaks volumes.

　As a result, the students felt increasingly uncomfortable listening to it.

　Then at some point, I suddenly realized that he wasn't talking about his romantic history at all.

　It's clearly telling a grand "blood and tears breakup story"!

　During the war, he met and parted ways with a series of outstanding women.

　The reasons for each separation are different.

　Besides racial barriers, the intolerance of skin color and appearance, and the differences and conflicts in stance at the time, there were also various other factors.

　All sorts of reasons, some heartfelt, some bizarre!

　The woman with whom Professor Ryan Harks has the deepest and fastest-developing relationship is—the daughter of a human lord.

　They even went so far as to exchange their first kisses!

　Professor Hax still remembers her as a gentle beauty with snow-white hair.

　The scent on my lips was like that of lavender.