Chapter 16 Attack part 1

Bathilda has been a teacher at the Illois Magic Academy for a long time, although her character and teaching methods are harsh. She has been very useful in helping her students become great wizards. Lucas, Peter and Cloe are the three students who stand out the most, and Lucas is the exception with very rare magical powers. Lucas is a gifted and relentless child, a wizard who comes from a non-wizard family. The family is prominent and has great influence in the government.

Lucas is one of the students who cannot use magical elemental techniques, but recently the boy has become the most outstanding student among the other first-year students. Especially the defense against dark magic curses.

Purification.

Supernova.

It was the first time Bathilda had seen such extraordinary magic from a talented student who couldn't use elemental magic techniques.

"One of your pupils is very talented."

Bathilda turned her head in the other direction. The figure of a tall man stood in front of her. His desk became a barrier between him and the tall man in the black suit.

Abbe Velten, a teacher and homeroom teacher for Class 1A. The number of students that Abbe handled was not that many compared to the students that Bathilda taught. But all of Abbe's students stood out for their superior talents, especially in academics. Not the students Bathilda worked with. Only a few stand out, but not in non-academic areas.

Nevertheless, Bathilda truly loves her students in a different way, even if it seems cruel and heartless at first glance.

"I teach all my students, no one is left out," she said casually. She struggled with the papers on his desk.

"That's absolutely true. At least don't be so formal with me. We are friends and in the same academic class."

Bathilda took a deep breath and stopped focusing on the papers scattered on her desk, putting them away as quickly as she could.

Maintaining a bond of friendship after what happened in the past is not easy, especially since Bathilda and Abbe are the only ones left. She tried not to look at the three people smiling happily behind the bookshelf.

A good friend?

Bathilda put a cup of coffee in the coffeemaker. There's nothing better than a cup of coffee and Abbe's company. Bathilda handed him a cup of coffee, and the man accepted it with a warm smile. There was no conversation between them.

Remembering three friends from the past and ending with a broken friendship, lost in time. Bathilda tried her best not to remember the bad past.

"A person's mental strength is proportional to the amount of coffee he drinks."

"You mean?" Bathilda held back her cup and looked at the Abbe strangely. The man was very kind and famous for his wise words, which made everyone respect him.

"I think somewhere far away he is doing the same thing we are doing right now," the Abbe said, looking blankly at his coffee, which had not been touched until now.

Bathilda couldn't hide a small smile. She hoped that this person would do the same with her and Abbe this time. A cup of coffee and togetherness made three close friends in the past.

"You know, there have been recent events." Abbe shifted the tablet to show news footage of the events. The news showed an explosion that hit a two-story house, destroying the two-story building and leaving half of the first floor of the building intact. In the video, it also looks like an earthquake that caused the ground to crack, but caused no casualties. Some say that the incident was caused by a dark magical beast."

"Are you sure it was the work of a dark magical beast?" Bathilda asked. Either he is sure or he is not sure at all.

"No. It cannot be confirmed at all. They sent expert wizards to investigate. I'm sure it wasn't the work of a dark magical beast. This is just a guess. It was probably caused by a wizard.

It's like there's a secret no one wants to know. Abbe lowered his voice, his eyes darting around. He felt safe and no one was eavesdropping. "I've investigated it myself and I don't want this secret to be revealed to anyone. I trust only you. You're the only one I can trust."

"What is the proof? I could have leaked it by mistake."

"Because you won't betray anyone."

Bathilda was silent, unable to say anything after challenging the Abbe. It turned out that the man really trusted him. His eyes were sad and she remembered memories of the past. Bathilda immediately threw away the bad memories of the past.

"The explosion was not the result of a dark magical beast, possibly a wizard. A young wizard, probably thirteen or fourteen years old. The child was completely isolated from the outside world, living in an orphanage." Abbe flicked the screen to show a photo of a young man with jet black hair and a bowl cut. "His name is Ethan Timothee. I've been watching him for a long time, and I'm very sure he has the mana energy that only wizards have. Almost the same as your pupil. Lucas is indeed a wizard, even though he doesn't have any elemental magic techniques, but he can use magic techniques. But this boy named Ethan, he can't use any elemental magic techniques and he can't use any magic techniques at all. I would almost consider him a non-magician if I didn't check the mana energy in his body.

"Then what should I do?"

"I ask you to keep an eye on him, just like you did with Lucas."

It's no coincidence that if Lucas could enter the Illois Magic Academy, he could be the same as Ethan. Bathilda believes her friend has unique abilities. Gathering wizards from non-magical families. The number of wizards today is small, and most wizards marry non-wizard, so the descendants of wizards still exist in this modern era.

He couldn't think of a miracle, a wizard born from a non-magical family. Such a miraculous event had never happened before.

"It may be a miracle, the increasing openness of non-magical-born wizards. Those who usually hide and fear judgment."

***

"I really like coffee, but with a little sweetness. You are as sweet as this coffee."

The servant couldn't hide her blushing face. Archie winked and gave off a charming glow. Of course, the women will be crazy about Archie's handsome appearance, dressed in a black tuxedo with white stripes, the suit he wears looks classy.

Each time Archie takes Barnes and Oakley to a fancy restaurant. They feel disgusted when they see Archie, who is always charming. Oakley snorted and drank the whiskey straight from the bottle. Too annoyed and angry, Oakley drank the whiskey in one gulp, without any left, and repeated it again, taking the next bottle.

Snorting and angry. Compared to Archie's classy and charming appearance, Oakley was the opposite, wearing only a shabby jacket with patches all over it. He couldn't control himself with the turmoil in his body. Two fangs appeared.

"Find someplace else instead of bothering you. Oakley!" Archie glared at his annoying friend.

"I don't like crowded places like this. There's a lot of fresh meat I want to eat," Oakley said, grumbling and trying to hide his fangs.

"Archie is Master's favorite student, we are only here to help him. Don't make trouble." Barnes scolds Oakley. He, who had a calm and reserved attitude, spoke again this time.

Oakley snorted and let the fangs return to normal teeth. "Barnes, you're just like Archie."

The beautiful waitress blushed as she chatted with Archie, then moved on to her next order.

"Women will melt easily with men who praise easily, not just by biting. Of course, women will run away." Archie gave her a cynical look.