At first, he thought that his system was trying to make him the valedictorian, which he didn’t mind because if he worked hard like any other normal student he could achieve it.
But then he realized something.
His quest didn’t tell him to become the strongest student, it was to become the strongest mage.
So within these 8 months, he was expected to surpass both students and staff alike which includes final years, professors, guards, etc.
He looked below.
[Punishment: ???]
This was written in blood read, so it was either death or something close to it.
Art couldn’t help but let out a bitter chuckle.
‘System, you’re trying to kill me right? And my dear guide, what do you have to say about this?’
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‘............’
‘So that’s how it is huh?’ he shook his head before focusing on the task at hand.
He exited the large hall and when his gaze fell on the outside of the academy, he was pleased.
“As expected from the Royal Academy.”