The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

When all these devices are available, the content of the lesson is basically determined.

"In this class, we will learn how to purify and separate substances," Professor Wilford announced.

Oh no, the predicted exam questions came true!

In terms of wealth, Professor Villefort was probably the most wealthy of all the professors, and it wouldn't be wrong to call him a tycoon.

Unfortunately, this important person didn't forget.

After explaining the function of each instrument on the control panel, Professor Wilford immediately called on Felix to operate it.

This was exactly what Felix wanted.

If you ask him to organize his thoughts and answer the questions in detail, it would probably be quite difficult.

After receiving special instruction from Wiener, Felix performed with ease on stage, even eliciting a satisfied look from Professor Villefort.

“Well done. It seems that Felix has indeed been working hard since he went back.”

"Other students shouldn't think that just because they're not alchemy students, they can't learn these things on their own."

"Starting this weekend, the academy dungeon will be open to you first-year students. If you don't want to come back with a huge bag of trash after exploring the dungeon, everyone needs to master the most basic identification, purification, and separation techniques."

Not all freshmen have the ability and courage to venture into the dungeon when they first enroll.

Helping others refine ores and herbs collected from dungeons is a time-consuming and laborious way to reliably earn credits.

After all, most people haven't realized just how valuable the credits they squandered last weekend really are.

Those with ability can save time by spending credits, while those who are average can exchange time for credits.

When they realize that even a hero can be stumped by a single credit, they will understand just how practical Professor Villefort's lessons today are.

Professor Wilford's reminder made the first-year students much more attentive in class this year. They would actively raise their hands to ask questions when they encountered problems they didn't understand, and the teaching efficiency increased dramatically.

"...If there's still anything you don't understand, you can go to the library, where you can find guides and dungeon-crawling tips left by students from previous generations."

The bell rang, and Professor Villefort left with his last piece of advice, then departed with the simple workbench that had been reassembled into a square box.

After he left the classroom, many of the freshmen who had been holding back for the entire class cheered.

The existence of the dungeon is no secret; any student with a bit of inside information knows that St. Freya Academy has such a treasure trove.

It could hone their skills and provide valuable materials, and they had their eyes on it ever since they learned about it.

The meager academic credits from ranking matches are nothing compared to the substantial rewards from exploring dungeons.

Viner hadn't expected the announcement of the dungeon's opening to come so soon.

If he hadn't used his connections to prepare for exploring the dungeon in advance, he might have been caught off guard.

The thought of rushing to the market street to shop with a huge crowd is terrifying.

Besides, these guys are happy now.

The situation in the dungeon is extremely complex, and for a first-year student with absolutely no experience, just maintaining a balance between income and expenditure to earn credits is no easy task.

How many of them will go full of enthusiasm but leave disappointed?

Instead of joining the other students' heated discussion, Wiener closed his eyes to rest.

A soft cough sounded.

"Cough cough."

Since the previous attempt did not achieve the desired effect, I had no choice but to continue coughing.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Lisette, you have a cold?" Vena suddenly opened her eyes and asked.

"You should have said so sooner if you noticed!" Lisette's throat was dry and sore from coughing.

"Didn't you specifically research the dungeon before? Why didn't you react at all when the teacher announced the dungeon was open?" Listy cleared her throat and asked.

“Do you need it?” Wiener asked.

“Don’t you need it?” Lisette asked in return.

"If I had only just heard about the dungeon, I'd probably be a little excited. But I not only knew about the dungeon's opening a long time ago, I've even finished the preparations. Am I supposed to just play along with their act?" Vena asked, puzzled.

“Even if all the preparations are done, what about the team members? I see they’re all already looking for partners. Vena, are you planning to explore the dungeon alone?” Listy hinted.

“I don’t plan to team up with people I don’t know well.” Viner glanced at the noisy crowd around her and shook her head slightly.

The excitement was theirs; Venus just found it noisy.

"That--"

Just as Lisette was about to speak, Venere continued.

"So I teamed up with Felix."

"...Anything else?" Not hearing the answer she expected, Lisette frowned slightly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

"That's all," Viner said dismissively.

Although it's not the classic warrior-mage-priest trinity in RPGs, one is a damage dealer and the other is a support, so the division of labor and cooperation makes it easy to work together.

However, Lisette's attitude was so unusual that Vinado asked, "You don't mean you want to go to the dungeon too, do you?"

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Chapter 47 The Seal of the Rock

“I don’t want to go to any dungeons,” Lisette retorted stubbornly.

“That makes sense, you don’t really need to go to the dungeons,” Viner nodded.

Students typically explore dungeons for two reasons: to gather resources and to gain practical experience.

Academic credits are naturally a type of resource.

However, as the top student of the first year and the apple of the professors' eye, Miss Lisette will never lack credits or resources.

As for accumulating practical experience, that's a bit too early.

Low-level mages lack the ability to chant quickly and don't have enough magic slots; most are still at the level of standing still and casting spells.

Although its power is decent, aside from the drawback that it requires protection during casting, it quickly runs out of mana after only a few spells, leaving it with no mana left but unable to cast any spells, resulting in an awkward situation where it is unable to cast any more spells.

This is why Lisette was driven to the brink of despair by a group of bandits.

She used up all her basic magic slots during the chase, and even her trump card, the emblem magic, was too powerful for Risti to control once unleashed, which is why she chose to keep running.

Therefore, when faced with unexpected situations, spellcasters also need to be able to pull out their weapons and engage in hand-to-hand combat with their opponents.

Those who graduate from the Officer Training Academy, even those from the Demon Academy, are equally imbued with martial virtue.

However, once a mage reaches the intermediate level, their combat abilities will be greatly enhanced.

Besides the traditional kite-like mage who casts spells while pulling enemies, there are also melee mages who wield magic swords and engage in combat while casting spells.

Once high-ranking warriors begin to master high-level forbidden spells, their destructive power and killing range will be beyond the reach of warriors of the same rank.

"Fine, fine, then you can go with Felix!" Lisette laughed angrily, tossing her pure white silver hair.

Her skirt swayed with her movements as she strode away without looking back.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Viner shrugged and shook his head helplessly.

When the bell rang for the second class, it was supposed to be Professor Hannemann's heraldry course.

Surprisingly, the person who stepped onto the stage was a burly man, nearly two meters tall.

"Professor Hannemann is not feeling well today, so I will temporarily take over this class."

Mr. Slav cleared his throat, and his loud and powerful voice echoed in the classroom.

As a magician, it's normal for Professor Hanneman to have a weaker physique, right?

Weird.

If Professor Hannemann were to take off that robe, his muscles would be enough to make any bodybuilder feel inferior.

......

The infirmary is located underground.

Inside the airtight basement, there was an operating table, with the only light source above it being a shadowless lamp.

Ada put down the scalpel, removed her blood-stained sterile gloves, and threw them into the trash can at her feet.

There was originally a step to suture the wound, but that step was skipped entirely.

After all, the object of her surgery was a corpse that had already lost all life.

"Any results yet?" Professor Hannemann asked.

Professor Hannemann, whom Mr. Slav had mentioned was in poor health, was indeed in the infirmary at that moment.

However, he was here for a different reason.

"Male, aged 35 to 40, Asterian, has had facial plastic surgery."

"Besides the fatal back injury, there are multiple bruises and hidden injuries, all of which are old injuries."

"Judging from the location of the injury and the healing process, it was caused by long-term overtraining. Generally, only military personnel train like this."

Ada pushed the autopsy report in front of Hannemann, then pointed to the mark on the man's right arm.

"As for heraldry—you know more about it than I do, so I won't show off."

There are generally two ways to obtain emblems.

One type is natural awakening, which is the most common method for awakening emblems, and the strength of these emblems varies greatly.

From the heroic certificates held by brave warriors to the mere traces of ordinary bones like wild grass.

Just like drawing cards, as long as the base number is large enough, you can always produce a few top-tier emblems and emblem users.

This group formed the cornerstone of the heraldic class.

Another method is through bloodline inheritance.

Some powerful emblems not only displayed their might in the hands of their ancestors, but could also be passed down to their descendants through bloodlines, demonstrating their extraordinary dominance.

Later generations distinguished between major and minor coats of arms based on the completeness of the inherited coat of arms.

Hannemann’s expression was so unpleasant precisely because he could recognize her.

"The Seal of the Rock, the family crest of the Godilla family. Judging from its completeness, it is undoubtedly the holder of the Great Seal."

A living person may lie, but a corpse cannot be faked.

All suspicion points to the Aster Empire.

"So this was a dirty trick pulled by the Empire behind the scenes?" Ada naturally understood what that meant.

“That’s too ostentatious,” Professor Hannemann shook his head, disagreeing. “If they really had something to do with it, there are better candidates.”

"So it's the Godilla family's independent decision?"

“The second son of the Godilla family is still in the academy; there’s no reason for him to act so recklessly,” Hannemann added.

As an absolutely neutral force, St. Freya Academy neither favors any side nor is it someone that any force dares to underestimate.

Although the Godilla family is a hereditary count of the empire, they would never dare to commit the crime of attacking academy freshmen, defying the world's condemnation.

Does it match?

Although the Godilaya family is large and prosperous, not everyone can awaken their crest. There are not many people who can simultaneously meet the age requirement and the requirements of being a major crest holder.

"We're currently verifying things with the Godilaya family. The academy is in the right, and they wouldn't dare refuse to cooperate. It's just a pity..."

Hanneman glanced at the man's corpse on the operating table and sighed.

If this person still had a breath left, Hannemann would have a hundred ways to make him talk.

But what lies here is just a corpse.

"What nonsense are you talking about? They're lucky they even survived given the circumstances," Ada scolded.

If it weren't for Vena's desperate resistance, he and Lisette would probably be lying here dead now.

According to Listi's confession and the subsequent manhunt, this unidentified Stone Seal Emblem user was almost completely defeated by Vina alone, and ultimately died from his injuries while on the run.