Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
With the rise of the morning sun, the rays of dawn shone upon the land.
In front of the solemn and stately academy gates, an endless stream of horses, carriages, and people flowed to and fro. Guards in golden armor swept their eyes over the students going in and out of the academy, their eyes cold and sharp as though hawks.
“Tell me honestly, Alex. How many cute, gentle, little maidservants did you defile this winter break again?”
“Get lost, get lost! Don’t spoil my reputation!”
“Pooh! Who doesn’t know that you, Alex, are a famous lustful fiend? After holding it back for half a year in the academy, wouldn’t you let loose after you go home?”
“Bastard! Would it kill you to stop talking that much...”
As Meng Lei stood in front of the majestic and awe-inspiring gates and listened to the laughter and bantering around him, a brand-new sense of vigor and spirit shone in Meng Lei’s eyes.
The Underground Cave Magical Spiders had been annihilated, and Little Gold had stayed behind in the underground world.
After spending a day settling the arrangements for the Magical Beast Village villagers, Meng Lei also left. A night’s journey later, he was finally back at the academy.
He had undergone astonishing changes during this month or so away from the academy. It felt rather as though things had changed, but it was also a brand-new beginning.
Meng Lei had a lot of plans in mind, so he was looking very much forward to the future.
In comparison, the old geezer next to him was in a completely different mood—his body trembled, his eyes were red, and he was beside himself with agitation.
This was something understandable, though.
Ol’ Amos had still been this academy’s president and a high and mighty Saint Domain Great Magician when he had left back then. Yet upon his return 20,000 years later, he had become a wandering ghost instead.
How times had changed and how things had changed!
“Never would I have thought that I’d be back.” After gazing at the academy for a long while, Ol’ Amos sighed softly and said, “During those 20,000 years when I was trapped underground, I had wanted to come back and take a look even in my dreams. My wish has finally come true today.”
“There’s nothing much to see outside the gates, Ol’ President. Let’s go, I’ll bring you around inside.”
Meng Lei smilingly took his magic badge out of his spatial ring and pinned it on his chest. Then, he walked toward the academy gates.
The golden-armored guards’ line of vision landed on Meng Lei. When they saw the magic badge on his chest, they provided no obstruction and allowed Meng Lei in.
“Ol’ President, let’s go and take a look at the Saint Dragon Square first.”
“The Saint Dragon Square? What’s that?”
“You’ll see when you get there.”
They passed through the cooling, quiet sycamore tree-lined little path. Then, dozens of different statues entered their sight.
Meng Lei pointed at the Saint Domain statues and said cheerfully, “This is the Saint Dragon Square, Ol’ President.”
“Why did they put so many statues in such a big area here? What a waste of space!”
Ol’ Amos frowned lightly, a look of displeasure surfacing in his eyes. Nevertheless, he still walked over to the statue nearest to him and began to inspect it closely.
“Fred Flit, the 348th, and current academy president. A noble and powerful thunder-elemental Saint Domain Great Magician, his forte is thunder-elemental magic and thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic. He is the first person to successfully unravel the secret of the Titan Holy Thunder...
“...created a total of 1,058 thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic spells and normal spells, and made the most outstanding contribution to the research and development of thunder-elemental magic...
“Eh?”
Ol’ Amos was mildly taken aback when he read the history of this Saint Domain statue. “The current academy president is pretty impressive. He has actually managed to unravel the secret behind the Titan Holy Thunder. Impressive, impressive!”
“The Titan Holy Thunder?”
Meng Lei was rather puzzled.
“The Titan Holy Thunder is the Titan Empire royal family’, the Thunder Titans’ exclusive thunder-elemental spell. Its might is several times, even up to dozens of times, that of ordinary thunder-elemental spells. Even thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic pales in comparison to it.”
Ol’ Amos explained, “I had participated in the empire’s war with the Titan Empire back then, and had a taste of the Titan Holy Thunder’s might. The memory is still fresh in my mind even now.”
“Several times, even up to dozens of times...”
A huge jolt went through Meng Lei.
Ol’ Amos said with a smile, “Brat, you have thunder-elemental magic talent. If you wish to learn thunder-elemental Dragon-Language Magic and Titan Holy Thunder, the current academy president is probably someone pretty good to learn from.”
“I’ll try my best.”
Despite looking thoughtful, Meng Lei wasn’t very confident about it.
The academy president had always been someone elusive and hard to track down. He was rarely in the academy; Meng Lei had only seen him once during the opening ceremony, and never again ever since.
Learn from him? Where was he supposed to even find him?
“Don’t worry, there’s Fire Dragon blood in you, so you can also be considered part of royalty. This little fellow named Fred Flit is evidently also a member of the royal family. I should think that he wouldn’t reject your request to learn from him,” Ol’ Amos said with a smile as he twisted his beard.
“A member of the royal family?” An unusual gleam flashed across the depth of Meng Lei’s eyes.
“Let’s go and look at the other statues.”
A look of curiosity appeared in Ol’ Amos’ eyes. “I’m very curious to know what kind of fine juniors the academy has produced during the last 20,000 years...
“Dexter Drinkwater, the 319th academy president. A noble earth-elemental Saint Domain Great Magician. He created a total of 82 types of first-class spells...
“Augustus Flit...”
Ol’ Amos looked at the statues leisurely, nodding and giving praise sometimes, reserving his comments sometimes, shaking his head and sighing sometimes, not leaving out any of them. Just like that, an hour went by.
At last, Ol’ Amos finally came to the third last statue. His expression changed at once, becoming one that was extremely complex, furious, indignant, regretful, disappointed...
This was the first time Ol’ Amos had ever shown an expression like that. Meng Lei couldn’t help but become rather puzzled. Did he know the owner of that statue?
“Adolf Holman, the student with the strongest magic talent, shortest duration of study, and the youngest to graduate from the academy in all of Fire Dragon Magic Academy’s history. He is also the youngest Eighth-Grade Great Magician, Ninth-Grade Great Magician, and Saint Domain Great Magician in all of Dragon God Empire’s history. He was only 38 years old when he broke through to Saint Domain...”
Meng Lei had read Adolf Holman’s deeds and achievements before. However, at that time, he’d only taken them as a forefather’s glorious achievements. Apart from astonishment and admiration, he didn’t have any other thoughts about it.
However, he found them rather unfathomable now.
Not only did he create three records in the academy, but he also created another three records in the empire!
Not only did he create three records in the academy, but he also created another three records in the empire.
Now, that was impressive.
He’d actually created so many records!
Moreover, judging from the statue’s location, Adolf Holman was probably someone from 20,000 years ago and belonged to the same era as Ol’ Amos. This meant that those records he’d created had been maintained all this time over the last 20,000 years with no one breaking them.
What was the meaning of ‘unprecedented’? This was it!
Meng Lei developed a strong interest in such an amazing figure at once. He asked, “Ol’ President, do you know this person named Adolf Holman?”
“He’s my disciple!” Ol’ Amos replied, “My only disciple!”
“So, he’s your disciple!”
Ol’ Amos had been the academy president back then. Since Adolf had such wonderful talent, it was very normal that Ol’ Amos would take him in as his disciple.
Ol’ Amos sighed as he said, “Adolf was only 9 years old when he enrolled in the academy, but he possessed all-elemental superior-grade affinities, which was the first of its kind in history. This could be said to be a record never before seen in history and never to appear again!”
“All-elemental superior-grade affinities?”
Meng Lei was taken aback. “What kind of body constitution is that?”
“You know the ten elements of magic, right? All-elemental means that he possesses elemental affinity for all ten magic elements. In addition, all ten of his elemental affinities were... superior-grade!” replied Ol’ Amos slowly in a deep, low voice.
“S-superior-grade for... T-ten elements?”
Meng Lei jerked fiercely, almost wetting himself in trepidation.
Oh my goodness!
Earth, water, wind, fire, wood, metal, thunder, light, dark, and ice!
Superior-grade for all of them!?
Hiss!
He was actually that scary!?