All-around teacher at the magic academy

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Rhine found himself gradually adapting to the pace of life in this new world.

His steps were no longer as heavy as when he first arrived, but became light and firm.

He walked alone on the path leading to the library, clutching a thick book tightly in his hand—the culmination of his studies over the past month.

Looking at the magic book in his hand, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Over the past month, he has memorized almost every word in the book, and his understanding of magic has reached a whole new level.

The book covers everything from the most basic magical theories to some simple practical spells, and through tireless effort, Rhine finally absorbed and digested them all.

He couldn't help but recall the first time he tried to cast a spell.

At that moment, tiny points of light appeared in his palm; it was the first time he had felt the flow of magical energy.

The feeling was like an electric current running through the body, both tense and incredibly exciting.

He discovered that learning magic was far more enjoyable than the games he used to be addicted to; the sense of accomplishment from exploring the unknown and unlocking new skills was unparalleled by any game.

He didn't quite understand why the original Rhine was so indifferent to magic, or even disliked it.

In his imagination, if the boring and tedious knowledge in school were replaced with magical courses full of fantasy, perhaps not so many students would drop out of school because they were bored.

Magic is like opening a door to a new world, filling people with a desire to explore.

He clearly remembered that the first spell he learned was the Water Ball spell, which was one of the most basic elemental spells.

At the time, he thought he would need a long period of practice to successfully unleash the magic.

He imagined the scenario as trying again and again, possibly experiencing several failures.

However, to everyone's surprise, it succeeded on the first try.

As a pool of clear water gathered in the center of his palm and gradually formed a water sphere, Rhine was filled with excitement and pride.

But since it was his first time, he didn't control the power of the magic very well, and as a result, the water ball suddenly burst open to his surprise, splashing everywhere and making a mess of the apartment where he and Arthur lived.

After the water polo accident that day, Rhine was severely reprimanded by his landlady.

Unable to admit the truth, he could only make up an excuse, saying that the water pipe in his house had suddenly burst.

To keep the lie, Arthur had to go to the market and buy a new water pipe.

Rhine watched Arthur's busy figure, feeling a pang of guilt.

To avoid arousing Arthur's suspicion, he secretly cracked the originally intact water pipe at night to prove that the "water pipe had burst."

Looking back now, he still feels a deep sense of guilt towards Arthur.

Arthur not only didn't blame him, but silently took on the cost and responsibility of the repairs.

This leniency only deepened Rhine's sense of guilt. Perhaps he would have felt better if Arthur had reprimanded him then.

He stepped through the familiar doors of the library once again, the air filled with the scent of books and an ancient atmosphere.

The librarian was still sitting there, intently organizing the books. Rhine walked up and returned the magic book he had borrowed the first time, intact, with even traces of his study marks still visible on the pages.

Unlike last time, Rhine did not seek advice from the administrator; he already had a clear goal in mind.

The first book helped him establish a basic understanding of magical knowledge and gave him a preliminary familiarity with the system.

But now, he wants to explore more deeply and learn different types of magic in a targeted manner.

He had thought it over carefully and made his choice. His first plan was to learn dark magic.

This kind of magic might have some negative connotations in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Rhine's view, it is a powerful force.

Rhine's fondness for dark magic may stem from his deep-seated yearning for the shadows.

From a young age, he wasn't particularly interested in heroic stories that were righteous and honorable, but rather in characters hidden in the shadows.

He felt he was more of a realist, even somewhat like what people would call a "petty person."

He did not consider himself an upright and honest person, nor did he have the idea of ​​speaking out against injustice. He always felt that acts of helping others were other people's business and had nothing to do with him.

Everything he did was for himself, to achieve his goals, and to make his life in this world better.

This self-centered way of thinking makes him, to some extent, more appreciative of those who will stop at nothing to achieve success.

He recalled a topic he had once debated with his friends: Liu Bang or Xiang Yu, who do you prefer?

At that time, most people would have chosen Xiang Yu because he was a brave and fearless hero. His bravery, straightforwardness, and tragic suicide at Wujiang River have been passed down as a legend.

Liu Bang, on the other hand, is portrayed as a scoundrel who does nothing of substance and is an opportunist, yet he ultimately becomes the founding emperor of a dynasty.

Rhine preferred Liu Bang, perhaps because he foresaw Liu Bang's eventual success.

In his view, the process is not important; the result is the standard by which everything is measured.

Although Liu Bang's methods were not exactly honorable, he ultimately won the empire and became the final victor.

This results-oriented mindset fueled Rhine's interest in Liu Bang's life and deeds, and he hoped that he could be like Liu Bang, achieving his goals regardless of the process.

This mindset is also reflected in his pursuit of dark magic. He doesn't care whether this magic is misunderstood by the world; he only cares whether it can help him gain power and achieve his goals.

Rhine gripped the book on dark magic tightly in his hand. The mysterious runes on the cover seemed to beckon him, and his heart raced with excitement and anticipation.

He had already begun to picture the scene after learning dark magic: under the cover of night, he would hide in the shadows like a ghost, silently approaching those who had caused him trouble.

Then, they launch a sneak attack when the enemy is completely unprepared, and disappear into the darkness in the same silent manner.

His imagination grew so vivid that the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and tears almost welled up in his eyes.

He could almost feel the thrill of having power in his hands, as if he had become the king of the darkness.

His fantasy was so real that he had to quickly wipe his mouth, afraid that his smugness would be too obvious and attract the attention of others.

Rhine shook his head, trying to dispel those overly inflated fantasies from his mind.

He feared that if he continued thinking like this, he might fantasize about becoming the king of this country, or even the overlord who would rule the entire world.