Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

The elite class doesn't consider background; it only looks at talent and ability.

Yubel was a commoner.

Philen is...

"Well."

"never mind."

Just as Philon was biting her lower lip, racking her brains for a way to get through this,

Yubel twirled his knife with a flourish, his tone becoming nonchalant, a faint smile playing on his lips:

"There's no point in asking you now; you certainly won't tell me the truth."

"Just keep striving to grow, and I look forward to the day when we compete on the same stage."

"I hope you won't disappoint me then."

Done.

Swish!

The knife tumbled a few times in the air before she put it back in her pocket. With a graceful turn, she strode confidently into the classroom.

As she passed a boy, she tapped him on the shoulder with the hilt of her knife, signaling him to bring the chair inside as well.

Her tone left no room for refusal, giving the impression that she had become the big sister right from the start of the semester.

Although the people around were angry, they dared not speak out.

Seeing this, Philon's eyes flashed with a complex expression. He didn't intervene? It seems he's not entirely beyond redemption.

She thought she was going to be attacked on the spot.

Clutching her slightly developing chest, her heart, which had been racing with tension, was now gradually slowing down.

Yubel put his hands in his pockets and silently snorted to himself:

"I'm not that stupid."

"I worked hard to become a first-class mage so that I could have a better life with my sister."

"How can you be punished or expelled because of a momentary impulse?"

She was very clear-headed; the fact that the person behind Philon could use her as a whetstone showed that he had a powerful background.

There are many practical courses after enrollment.

Don't leave the opportunity there.

Thus, a storm that was about to erupt was quietly averted because of Yubel's caution and suspicion.

Philon was completely unaware of the situation and simply felt that the other person's personality might still be correctable.

If possible, she would rather be friends with Yubel than become enemies or competitors.

Her chest heaving, she straightened her clothes and strode into the classroom.

The wind blowing in her face made her purple hair fly like silk.

Keep it up, Philon.

……

Principal's Office.

Vlame was sitting in a chair reviewing the report, occasionally flipping through the magic book next to him to look up information.

Although he is the principal, he is only busy for three or four days a year at the beginning of the school year.

My gaze lingered on Yubel's page in the report.

The girl's prominent eye bags give her a gloomy look.

"Special ability, empathy?"

Vlame's fingers gently traced Yubel's portrait, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

As the name suggests, this ability allows Yubel to perfectly replicate the magic possessed by the other person when he empathizes with them.

Because only she herself knows when she experiences empathy, no one knows exactly how many kinds of magic Yubel possesses.

Therefore, it seems almost impossible for Philon to defeat her within three years.

But Ronan still agreed to this arrangement, presumably because...

"Air magic, that's what you mean, right?"

Ronan suddenly appeared in the office, gently pressing one hand on Vlamé's shoulder.

Vlame turned his head, not surprised by Ronan's appearance, but raised an eyebrow with slight doubt and asked:

"Why are you here? Weren't you with Frillie?"

Although Frilian didn't care about spending time with him, Ronan still managed to do the same for everyone.

Ronan waved his hand:

"Frilian and Ralph have gone on a trip together. The mother and daughter haven't seen each other for a long time and said they won't be back for ten years."

"Ten years is just a blink of an eye."

At this point, he got down to business, "Let's not talk about that anymore. You know the characteristics of air magic; it can suppress all magicians to a certain extent."

“And Philon currently has less than one percent mastery of air magic.”

"If possible, I hope you can find someone to teach her properly over the next three years."

Both Philon and Yubel are outstanding juniors in Ronan's eyes, and their growth is closely related to Selena's future.

As a father, I have to help my daughter no matter what.

Upon hearing this, Vlamour smiled slightly and immediately understood Ronan's intention.

She placed Ronan's hand on her shoulder, slowly rose, and spoke with a hint of teasing:

"Did you go on a trip? That's right. You don't need to worry about Philon. There's not much else here, but we have a wealth of teaching staff."

"It's just air magic, Roya can teach that."

After saying that, she immediately notified Luo Ya to come to the school.

Then, a hint of relaxed longing flashed in her eyes, and she changed the subject:

Let's go on a trip together.

“Let’s take our master with us and think about it carefully. It’s been too long since we’ve gone out for a walk since our daughter was born.”

I've been researching human-demon hybrids for a while now that I've made some progress, so it's time to take a break.

A world overflowing with delicious food, a fairytale world... Although I possess the power of the god of magic, I can go there on my own.

But traveling is definitely more enjoyable when you're with two or three people.

Ronan smiled after hearing this, thought for a while, and felt that the suggestion was not bad.

It seems perfectly acceptable to leave everything here to my daughter to manage; it would be a good opportunity for her to develop her abilities in other areas.

Previously, Vlamé had transformed himself into a young girl; this time, he wanted to try transforming himself into a boy.

A simple trip is so boring.

Chapter 295 Extra Chapter 7: Beauty Saves the Hero

Without hesitation, Ronan set off immediately with Vlamé and Seria.

When Luo Ya arrived, she was surprised to find that she had become the acting principal and teacher.

No, my parents went on a trip, leaving me at home and dumping all my work on me.

Does this sound like a word?

Am I their daughter, or just free labor?

But there's nothing we can do; they're our parents.

Luo Ya sighed helplessly. Since things had come to this point, she could only accept this fait accompli.

Fortunately, the time is not too long. Once Philon graduates, she will be able to step down automatically.

And so, she smoothly took over the responsibility of teaching and nurturing students, and time flew by in this busy situation.

During the day, Roya becomes a teacher, instructing Philon, Yubel, and the other students.

In the evenings, she would assume the role of principal to handle matters between the college and the nation.

Philon and Yubel are growing up quickly.

Until one day two years later.

Since Yubel couldn't find a worthy opponent after defeating all the older students, he turned his attention to the warriors.

She felt it was necessary to understand the difference between a mage and a warrior before becoming a first-level mage.

After all, once you leave school, you'll inevitably have to interact with people, so getting to know them beforehand will help you prepare.

With this in mind, she arrived at the training ground.

A group of boys were doing push-ups in front of them.

The "heave-ho" sound was as grating as a demonic chant, and a strong, sour smell of sweat filled the air, causing Yubel to frown.

"..."

To be honest, she regretted it a little.

However, it was too late to leave at that moment; someone in the training field had already noticed her.

A red-haired boy strode toward her, wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

His gaze swept over Yubel from head to toe, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

A girl I've never seen before... Could she be someone's girlfriend?