Wizard: I devour the stars with swarms of insects.

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Now, the city of the Black Forest.

Inside the Academic Committee's office hall.

Instructor Morse clenched his scaly arm into a fist and slammed it hard on the mahogany table in front of him, his angry voice demanding an explanation.

"Why hasn't the academy sent an investigation team to Holman's family territory to investigate the 'drought' plague that occurred there?"

"I reported the situation there two weeks ago, so why is the academy still not doing anything?!"

The goat, modified by Master Morse, stared angrily at a young wizard apprentice holding a quill pen, looking somewhat helpless, sitting next to the table in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Wizard Morse, we have received your application, but because your accumulated teaching hours in the past few months are insufficient, you have not met the academy's requirements."

"Therefore... according to the college's rules and regulations, your application to send out an investigation team was not approved by the 'Academic Committee'."

The young wizard apprentice answered somewhat hesitantly.

"Not enough accumulated time?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Morse couldn't help but sneer, as if he had been amused, and said loudly.

"Some of those wizarding apprentices haven't even signed up for my courses. Do you expect me to stand on the platform in an empty classroom, performing acrobatics against thin air?"

"Nobody comes to my classes, how am I supposed to meet my teaching hours?" Morse said coldly.

"Um... I'm sorry, Instructor Morse, but the academy has rules that if the required teaching hours are not met, the wizard's rights will be reduced."

The young wizard apprentice replied, reaching up to adjust the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Besides, this wasn't a decision I made alone; it was the Academic Committee's decision. There's nothing I can do about it. Wizard Morse, you can't blame the Academy for your own mistakes..."

Logically speaking, a wizard's apprentice would never dare to disobey a formal wizard like this.

However, on the chest of this wizard apprentice, there was a badge that resembled the eye of a storm.

And it is surrounded by four stars.

This is the mark of a registered wizard apprentice at the [Elemental Hand] Wizard Tower.

The [Elemental Hand] Wizard Tower is one of the top wizard towers in the wizard academy of the Black Forest City.

His mentor, the wizard Gellert, known as the "Heart of the Storm," is the master of the four elements of wind, fire, water, and earth, and serves as the vice-principal of the wizarding academy in the Black Forest City.

The number of second- and third-class wizard apprentices under his tutelage is large.

Even several of his apprentices have been promoted to full-fledged wizards.

Therefore, on ordinary days, the wizard apprentices of the [Elemental Hand] Wizard Tower consider themselves superior to students of other wizard towers.

Otherwise, one wouldn't be able to refuse a formal wizard's request while holding such a lucrative position on the Academic Committee, relying on the level of a wizard apprentice.

Now, hearing the other party's words, Morse was clearly enraged. His goat-like vertical pupils narrowed as he stared at the wizard apprentice in front of him, his voice turning sinister.

"You wretched brat, hasn't anyone taught you what respect is?! How dare you speak to a formal wizard like that... Do you want to taste what it's like to turn to stone?"

As they were talking, Morse's emerald green goat-like vertical pupils suddenly widened, and at the same time, a powerful energy field emanated from them.

Covering the wizard apprentice clerk behind the desk in front.

Upon sensing the energy field emanating from the other party, the wizard apprentice's expression suddenly changed.

Clearly, he hadn't expected the other party to suddenly attack him in public: "Sir, you..."

He hurriedly tried to get up and hide.

However, he felt that his movements had become extremely slow, as if they had been slowed down a hundred times.

Furthermore, a faint, deathly gray layer began to spread across his skin, cold and stiff.

"Rest...Kashgar..."

Suddenly, the young wizard apprentice uttered a few words with difficulty, and the sapphire necklace he wore on his chest emitted a faint blue light, rippling gently.

The energy field of Morse was partially neutralized, allowing the young wizard apprentice to regain his mobility.

"Oh? A demonic item? Ha! That Gellert guy really goes all out on his students..."

Instructor Morse looked somewhat surprised, but with a cold snort, the energy in his goat's vertical pupils intensified once more.

As a result, the wizard apprentice, who had just temporarily regained his mobility thanks to the magic item neutralizing the energy field, began to slow down again.

His dim eyes revealed a look of panic, because he felt that the formal wizard in front of him really wanted to turn him into a stone statue.

Just when he was feeling desperate and fearful.

The next second, suddenly.

The stagnant, stiff feeling around the young wizard apprentice vanished abruptly, and the pale gray that had covered his body also disappeared in an instant.

A faint, cold voice rang out from the beak of a raven-like sculpture on the ceiling of the Academic Committee Hall.

The eyes of the raven sculpture, which resembled a stone carving, glowed with a scarlet light, as if it had come to life. It turned its head and stared at Instructor Morse.

The cold, imposing voice said.

"Enough, Morse, this isn't a place for your nonsense!"

Immediately afterwards, without it launching an attack, the instructor Morse, who was standing next to it, turned pale and staggered a couple of steps.

Furthermore, the pupils of the modified goat eyes had shrunk back, as if they had been attacked.

"Thank you so much, Lord Gellert, for saving us!"

After regaining his mobility, the young wizard apprentice breathed a sigh of relief and quickly expressed his gratitude.

He bowed respectfully to the raven sculpture on the ceiling.

The instructor, Morse, was clutching his chest, his face grim.

"Gellert, I didn't expect your power to have reached this level. You're probably close to the 'Second Ring' level. That's quite surprising."

"Hmph! Morse, you've been standing still for too long," the raven sculpture said, its lips twitching, as if it knew Morse.

"I told you long ago that your so-called biology experiments have no future, but you're stubborn and unwilling to turn back."

"Morse, you've gone far, far down the wrong path!"

"We came to the Black Forest City in the same year, but now, the gap between us is widening."

"Alright, Morse, get out of here! This isn't the place for you to cause trouble at the Academic Committee."

"For the sake of our past as classmates, I can pretend that what happened today never happened!"

"..."

Now, Professor Morse was clutching his chest, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

He took one last deep look at the raven sculpture on the ceiling, gritted his teeth, and spoke stubbornly in a cold voice.

"From now on, tell your students to watch their mouths when they speak."

"They're just following the rules, why make things difficult for these students?"

Gellert responded coldly.

Next, Professor Morse snorted and turned to leave the Academic Committee's office.

After he left, the scarlet light above the eyes of the raven sculpture behind him gradually returned to its original stone form, remaining motionless.

However, before the red light in the raven sculpture's eyes faded, it left a message for the wizard apprentice present.

"Remember, no one else must know about what happened today, otherwise..."