Class 1-A, Lightning Department

The instant Lawrend opened the door, everyone in the classroom turned their heads and looked at him. There were a total of 21 of them.

As for Aezel, she stood beside the door outside and waited.

"A new student?"

"What a surprise. There are two this time."

The students inside wondered to themselves.

"Hm? Are you two new students?"

A male instructor was sitting on a chair in front of the class while his arms rest on the table. He had a trimmed white beard with silver-white hair on his head. His mage cloak was pure white with a violet embroidery of a bird on the front.

"Yes."

Lawrend nodded his head.

"Who led you here?"

The instructor squinted his eyes as he examined the two of them.

"Why?"

Lawrend asked as he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Just answer my question."

The instructor said in a heavy voice. Annoyance was visible on his face.

"Elena."