The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 527 Etherland
"And you?" Moran asked, looking at Vasita and Sylph.

“I want to go to the Dragon Island. My Devouring Magic has the greatest effect on enhancing my physical attributes. Dragons are best at fighting with their bodies, and I want to learn their fighting methods. Also, dragons have a lot of delicious food, and I’ve heard there’s magical cuisine from another world. I want to see if magical cuisine has any additional effects on my Devouring Stomach,” Vasita said.

“I want to go to the Elf Forest first,” Sylph said. “I know there’s a war going on there right now, but it has the most magical plants in all of Valen.”

Although witches from all over have uploaded many magical plant seed materials, some magical plant materials unique to the Elven race are still not in the Book of Cards, such as the Tree of Life.

I want to take advantage of the current chaos in the Elf Forest to personally collect the seeds of these magical plants, and then find a place in Emerald Creek Plains to cultivate them.

As long as I master the cultivation method for a plant, the corresponding mutated plant seed will appear in the Myriad Seeds Box. Who knows, it might even produce a plant that is beneficial to the witch!

I also want to try using magical plants to create a new 'protective shield' for the Witch's Wilderness. The elves are experts in this, and I'd like to learn how to do it..."

They all chose the same path of further study, focusing on developing their own witch magic.

Seeing their nervous expressions, Moran realized that she had a really big influence on her friends.

This is not a good phenomenon.

The witch's pursuit of independence and freedom is eternal.

Neither family nor lovers can restrain the witch, and naturally, neither can friends.

She has her own path to walk, and Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph also have their own paths to walk.

This is the path they chose themselves. Although they are very reluctant to leave, Moran should not stop them, nor does she have any reason to stop them.

They had clearly been thinking about this for a long time, otherwise they wouldn't have such a clear goal.

She smiled and said, "Of course! But remember to use the {communication card} to keep in touch!"

Lilith, Sylph, and Vasita breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course! We don't lack a little bit of one-time magic!"

"When are you leaving?" Moran asked.

“After dark!” Lilith said.

It's almost evening now.

"Let's have dinner before you leave!" Moran took out a few cards: "{Finished Food Card - Classic Yin-Yang Hot Pot}, {Finished Food Card - Roasted Red-eyed Bird Wings}..."

The carriage continued its journey, but the small table inside had been replaced with a large one, laden with food—all the four of them's favorite dishes.

Just like every time they ate a meal before.

This time, however, Moran ate an exceptionally full meal. When Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph took out their flying brooms and prepared to leave invisibly, she couldn't straighten her back at all. She could only lie down and cast a teleportation spell on them, sending them out of the carriage.

The "apprentices" went their separate ways, but Moran had to continue playing the role of a wild mage and infiltrate the Imperial Magic Academy.

However, only Squeaky is driving the carriage now, and no one can take its place.

The magic carriage, which was originally running day and night, had to stop on the grass by the trade route and wait until the next morning to set off again.

Fortunately, they traveled quickly and are now not far from Etherland.

The Imperial Magic Academy's enrollment period this year still has three months left, so even if you only travel during the day, there's plenty of time.

Even if she's alone, as long as she wears the high-ranking mage badge, passing caravans will treat her with utmost respect.

If we encounter monsters, consider it a bonus. The area around the main trade route is frequently cleared out, so monsters are rarely seen. When they do appear, their level is usually low.

After traveling around for a week, Moran finally caught a glimpse of the majestic and magnificent Tower Forest of Aetherans in the distance.

She could have gone even faster, but the closer she got to Aetherans, the more congested the main southwestern trade route became, as she wasn't the only one heading to the Imperial Magic Academy's entrance exams.

Aetherance is both an imperial capital and a city of academies.

Although the Magic Empire is called an empire, it does not have an imperial royal family that is above all nobles, unlike the Yara Empire.

Here, top-tier mages who obtain the title of Duke can establish a duchy, while super-top-tier mages who obtain the title of King can establish a kingdom.

However, there was no way to obtain an imperial title and establish an empire.

The true rulers of the Magic Empire have never been any one person, but rather two organizations—the Imperial Mage Council and the Imperial Magic Academy.

The Imperial Magic Academy is responsible for training mages, while the Imperial Magic Council is responsible for granting titles to nobles and managing the country.

Their combined power is equivalent to that of the Yara Empire's royal family.

The Tower Forest Magic Array, composed of thousands of peak-level and super-peak-level mage towers, is where the Imperial Magic Academy is located. It is also humanity's only weapon of war capable of contending with the three top races: angels, demons, and dragons.

From its construction until now, it only failed to withstand the attack when Lady Anita, the Fireworks Witch, came knocking.

On the outskirts of Tallinn lie the Imperial Mage Council and the streets and residential areas of Aetherans.

Therefore, it is absolutely true that Aetherance is an academy city. The mage tower in Tallinn is not only a research institute for powerful mages, but also a teaching site for the Imperial Magic Academy.

After Moran finished recalling the situation in Etherland's mind, the carriage drove into the city.

Aetherance has no walls and no guards.

Because the magic circle in Tallinn is sufficient to protect the entire city.

In Green City, Horn City, and Oran City, you can still see ordinary people dressed in plain clothes. In Etherland, the average person seems to be quite wealthy.

Those dressed in tattered or dusty clothes were either warriors and guards or mage apprentices.

Among them, the mage apprentices were truly poor, while the warriors and guards were either just returning from the wilderness or were genuinely slovenly.

Moran's carriage circled Tallinn from dawn till dusk before finally finding an inn with a vacant room. This vacant room was specially reserved for her by the innkeeper because she was a high-level mage.

Mages probably like to stay up late, because Aetherans is still brightly lit at night, with magic lamps installed in the streets and alleys.

Moran went out for a walk in the evening and then smelled a familiar fragrance.

Following the scent, I found a shop.

"Extra spicy hot pot?"

Looking to the side: "Dawn Food Street?"

If it weren't for the unusual attire of the people around her, she would have thought she had returned to Earth.

At this moment, Moran really wanted to take out her camera, snap a picture, and send it to her friends.