All-around teacher at the magic academy

“Professor Leon, please take this seriously.” Lucas said as he launched a fierce attack, his sword slicing through the air with a series of sharp sounds.

“I’m already very serious,” Leon replied calmly, dodging Lucas’s attacks with agility. His movements were elegant and composed, seemingly unfazed by Lucas’s fierce offensive.

“No, this isn’t your true level.” Lucas pressed on, his eyes revealing curiosity about Leon’s strength and a desire to challenge him.

"Real level?" Leon smiled silently, ignoring him.

Raphael sat quietly in the shade of a nearby tree, watching the match with a constant smile on his face.

Looking at Leon's unhurried expression, Lucas's anger burned like a blazing fire.

He unconsciously gripped the sword tighter, the metallic texture almost embedding itself in his palm. He swung it several times in Leon's direction, the blade drawing brilliant arcs in the air, carrying intense magical fluctuations, as if it were about to tear the air apart.

The sword blade sliced ​​through the air with a piercing whistle, and magical energy surged toward Leon like a tidal wave.

Leon remained calm despite the attack about to strike him. He didn't attempt to dodge or block, but instead took the hit head-on. The magical energy around him instantly coalesced, forming an invisible shield that skillfully neutralized Lucas's attack.

He didn't want to take this fight seriously; at least until now, he didn't understand why Lucas had asked him to do it. Was he testing his strength? Or did he have another purpose? Leon was filled with doubt.

While dealing with Lucas's attacks, Leon's gaze would occasionally sweep over Raphael, who was watching from the sidelines. He tried to find answers in Raphael's expression, but the other man maintained his smiling face, revealing nothing.

Leon's thoughts were wandering; his mind was clearly not on the battle at hand, which made Lucas feel a sense of being ignored and angry.

He decided to end this ridiculous contest and stop this meaningless competition. Lucas quickly retreated, creating a safe distance, and then silently began to gather his strength.

He raised his sword, its tip pointing straight to the sky. Sunlight shone through the cold blade, reflecting a dazzling light that shone directly in Leon's direction.

Leon frowned, his gaze trying to penetrate the blinding light. He sensed the unusual nature of Lucas's attack this time, but before he could think about it, the blinding light made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

Unable to see, Leon could only rely on his senses to perceive the opponent's attacks.

He struggled to lift his head, squinting as he tried to see what was happening in the sky, but in an instant, a sharp pain shot into his eyes like a blade, forcing him to close them again.

Leon felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and his body reacted instinctively. Dark elements surged rapidly around him, spreading instantly like ink dropped into water. This dark element formed a barrier, blocking out the blinding light, which provided him with some relief.

In the blink of an eye, the powerful light elemental magic gathered at the tip of Lucas's sword shot out like an arrow and hurtled towards Leon.

The light elemental magic, like countless tiny rays, pierced through the air and struck Leon with devastating force. Under this dense barrage of light, Leon's body seemed to be pierced by countless tiny blades, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

Aurora stood to the side, dumbfounded. She covered her mouth, watching the scene in disbelief. Her heart was filled with doubt and shock. Why would Lucas use such a powerful attack? Why didn't Professor Leon choose to defend himself, but instead allowed himself to be pierced by the light?

In stark contrast, Raphael remained calm, his smile seemingly growing even wider, as if all of this was exactly what he had anticipated.

Lucas looked at the figure pierced by his magic, his expression showing no joy, but rather a hint of solemnity. He knew Leon's strength well; such an attack shouldn't have succeeded so easily.

Just when everyone thought Leon had suffered a fatal blow, a strange sight occurred. Under the sunlight, black mist began to continuously emanate from Leon's pierced body, and the mist eventually dissipated slowly into the air.

"Not good!" Lucas thought to himself, his nerves instantly tensing up as he pushed his senses to their limit, trying to catch a glimpse of Leon lurking in the shadows.

In an instant, he sensed a dangerous force approaching from behind. Lucas quickly turned around, preparing to meet the impending attack.

However, before he could make any effective defensive move, a beam of lightning suddenly struck from behind and pierced through his shoulder.

The intense numbness spread rapidly throughout his body like an electric current, making it impossible for him to concentrate his magic or regroup his power.

Lucas knelt on one knee in agony, his face filled with resentment and shock. He twisted his neck to look behind him and saw Leon slowly emerging from the shadows under the tree, his hands still in a spellcasting posture, a beam of lightning shooting from his palms connecting to the wound on his shoulder.

Leon walked quietly behind Lucas, his face expressionless, as if everything that had just happened was within his calculations.

The moment he sensed something was wrong in the battle atmosphere, he used the power of dark magic to infiltrate into the surrounding shadows. The body left on the battlefield, pierced by light elemental magic, was merely a phantom he had conjured with dark elements.

This skill was something Leon learned long ago when he first encountered the man who was skilled in dark magic and attacked the law enforcers.

At that time, he deeply understood the stealth and deceptiveness of dark magic, never expecting that this technique would come in so handy in today's duel.

Aurora breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Leon emerge unharmed from the shadows, and her tension eased slightly.

Raphael, standing to the side, still wore a smile, but upon closer inspection, the smile seemed somewhat forced.

A subtle, complex emotion flickered in his eyes, perhaps surprise at Leon's hidden strength, or perhaps disappointment that Lucas had failed to detect Leon's true location.