The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 538 The Great Scroll of the Mage
Eberhard rubbed his greasy hair and decided to go back to his rented dorm to take a shower and change his clothes.

His rank in the Dawn Society wasn't high enough, so he could only buy two {Body Cleaning Cards} each month, and the last time he cleaned his body was half a month ago.

As for the dorms, I've never used the rented rooms, which is a waste of points.

After taking a shower and leaving his dormitory, he found a spot on the grass to lie down and sunbathe, enjoying the breeze for a while. Then he went to the arena to watch the exciting matches. In the evening, he went to a tavern outside Tallinn to drink.

The next day, after returning to Tallinn, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

It was a moment of relaxation I'd been looking forward to, but it wasn't exactly a happy one.

However, it's impossible for him to read those dizzying theoretical books again.

He headed straight for the magic training room in the main tower: "It's been half a year since I last tried casting spells, I can't be rusty!"

“Rent an apprentice-level magic training room.” Eberhard took out his student card and handed it to the magic training room administrator.

How long will the rental period be?

“Three hours!” Eberhard said.

"The magic training rooms in the Mental Surgery Department can only be used for testing mental magic, not other types of magic. You understand that any training facilities damaged by other types of magic will require full compensation, right?" The administrator deducted points from his account: "Alright! Register now."

Eberhard was familiar with the process. He flipped through the training room register. Magic training rooms without registered names and usage times were empty and not currently in use.

The first few pages were all training rooms near the magic staircase, and they were almost all full. He flipped through the pages and saw a newly vacated training room. Just as he was about to fill in his information, he suddenly stopped: "Ancient Mage Class, Elite Student Moran?"

Is it that Moran?

"It's the same name! What high-level mage would come to an apprentice-level magic training room? It's not worth breaking things and having to pay out points!"

Eberhard convinced himself.

The administrator overheard his words and suddenly asked, "What's wrong? Do you know her? Is she a high-ranking mage with purple hair and eyes, around thirty years old? She arrived yesterday and rented the place for a week straight."

Eberhard: "..."

It really was her!

Judging from the registration time, it's clear that they came to the magic training room after leaving the library on the 7th floor yesterday.

snort!
He's not as diligent as her in studying theory books, so why would he be afraid of training in magic?

The reason his theoretical foundation was so poor was because he spent all the time he would have spent reading theoretical books practicing magic.

Eberhard slammed his student ID on the table: "I'll rent it for a week too!"

He's been staying in the training room for the past few days and won't leave!
After receiving the seven-day access card to the magic training room, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

He's only an apprentice!

My mental energy is barely enough to cast a few apprentice-level spells before it runs out. Plus, I need to exchange gem coins to buy magic cards, so I'm even more stretched out. Three hours in the magic training room feels like a long time.

The magic training room is charged by the hour, and it's even more expensive than the dormitory. Meditating and recovering in the magic training room is too luxurious.

But since I've already rented it, I can't get a refund.

While feeling sorry for his lost points, he walked to the magic training room next to Moran.

This time, without needing anyone's encouragement, he diligently practiced magic on his own.

All the points he spends must be converted back into strength and returned to him!

A week later, Eberhard emerged nervously from the magic training room, glancing anxiously to the side. Seeing the empty room, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Thank goodness! Thank goodness! She's gone!"

If she were still here, he wouldn't be able to stay with her.

A new apprentice-level mental magic practice course is about to begin, and he needs to go back to the 7th floor to review the basic theoretical knowledge before going to find the teacher from last year to take the test.

As soon as I came out of the magic staircase, I heard several apprentices sitting on their own sofas outside the washroom next to Library No. 9, chatting while reading.

Upon catching the words "high-ranking mage," he immediately slowed his pace.

"Why are you here too?"

"How could I not come! I heard that even high-level mages have come to the 7th floor and stayed here for half a year before leaving. Is that true?"

“Of course it’s true! She was in this library when I came. She just left last week, and I heard she went to the 17th floor a couple of days ago.”

"What? They went to the 17th floor again? Even a high-level mage, can they digest so many books in such a short time?"

"Who knows! Anyway, I think that people who can become high-level mages aren't stupid. She's definitely not just here to put on a show. What benefit would it bring her?"

"But she's already a high-level mage, why is she reading apprentice-level books?!"

"I know that! The Ancient Mage Class has recruited new students again this year, and they've signed elite student contracts. I heard it's a 30-year-old senior mage lady, very beautiful, with purple curly hair and deep purple eyes. You can't find another one like her in the entire Tower Forest. It should be the same person."

"An ancient class of sorcerers! No wonder!"

"Even for an ancient mage class, this is ridiculously overpriced!"

“Yes! That’s outrageous!” Eberhard couldn’t help but stop and add, “I first saw her in Library Number One on the first day of admissions!”

"Does that mean she went to the library on her very first day of school? And stayed there for half a year?"

"My God! No wonder he's a wild mage warrior who became a high-level mage at the age of 30 by earning his own resources!"

"But I still want to say, can she really learn magic by just reading books without practicing? Mages need knowledge, but they can't just have knowledge! Magic is ultimately a practical course!"

“She put it into practice. After leaving the 7th floor, she spent a whole week in the magic training room. She must have gone to the 17th floor after that,” Eberhard said.

"Could she have really read all the books on the 7th floor and learned at least three apprentice-level mental magic spells in half a year?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

What a ruthless person!

Eberhard had only one thought in his mind at that moment: thankfully, he wasn't high enough in rank to go to the 17th floor, so he wouldn't have to see her for the time being.

It's impossible to roll over even a little bit!
He's been so discouraged that he's become indifferent and no longer has the courage to compare himself to her.

Let the upperclassmen, both beginners and advanced students, compete with her!

At this moment, the scene on the 17th floor is playing out on the 7th floor six months ago.

In response, Moran simply said, "The mage is just too, too, too curvy!"

She absolutely could not let the witch down!

Even if no one knows she's a witch now, one day she'll surely become famous as a witch in Valen.

She didn't drink the transformation potion. If she had any dark history, it would be dug up in no time!