Magic School: My Students Are Too Arrogant!

The magical world of Karmanser consisted mainly of four continents.

The two larger continents were the East's Bahamut Continent and the West's Tiamut Continent. The Ross Continent was located between these two continents. Compared to the East's Bahamut Continent and the West's Tiamut Continent, the Ross Continent was much smaller. However, the Ross Continent was indeed the only pathway connecting the East and the West.

A gentle breeze blew past. This place was full of vitality. It was overflowing with colors and golden auspicious clouds floated in the sky. A small city stood on the endless golden clouds. There were elves, orcs, and magic warriors here!

It was noon, the warmest time of the day in the city. Amidst the clouds, there were a few ancient and exquisite castles, filling this place with a sense of mystery. It was as if this place had stood for a very long time. A scene that was fairyland-like appeared before one's eyes, making one's eyes light up.

At this moment, a faint blue figure could be seen drifting in the breeze, dispersing the clouds around him. The youth's face became clearer.

He looked like he was in his twenties. His charming blue eyes seemed to contain the sea of stars. His eyes were bright and handsome, and he was in high spirits.

A few years ago, Flanders had landed in the most uninhabited part of the world. Back then, he had looked around and paced back and forth. Now, he was the master of the city.

It only took two years for Flanders to change the situation here. He established a magic college and became a principal.

In fact, he did not want to stay here. However, on the second day after he arrived in this world, he inexplicably created a magic system and established a magic academy. This was the first order the system gave him.

He had always been unwilling to listen to orders. In the beginning, he was extremely unwilling. However, the system said that he was already a cripple on the brink of death in his original world. Because his will to live was strong, his consciousness was falling into another world.

Yes, the present Flanders was no longer a human. He was just a wisp of consciousness!

In order to make him believe it, the system even brought his soul back once.

Seeing that the lifeless person lying on the hospital bed was really himself, Flanders' world collapsed.

The system was not stupid at all. While his mind was in a mess, it kept asking him if he still wanted to be a living person. Flanders would definitely not let go of this opportunity, but he knew that there was no free lunch in this world.

The system's exchange conditions were that Flanders had to do as he was told. Once the mission was over, he could live.

No matter how Flanders thought about it, coming back from the dead was not a loss. Furthermore, becoming a superhero or something was his dream all along. Why not?

Thus, he began to work for this crafty system without a human form and with unknown origins.

"Has the Sun God Apollo been in power for so long?"

"It's about time for something big to happen in the magical world."

Flanders looked up at the sky in the distance and muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, an enchanting and charming young lady walked over leisurely from not far away.

The young woman was extremely beautiful, and it was as though she was created by the heavens. Her black hair flowed down her back like a waterfall, and her eyes were like black obsidian that was chasing after the magnificence of the heavens and the earth. Her entire body emanated a wispy immortal aura, and she seemed as if she'd come from a fairyland.

The young woman sat upright, her eyes fixed on Flanders. She waited until he was finished before speaking respectfully.

"Yes, Teacher. There's an envoy from the God Realm in the library." It was a small Oracle. According to the small Oracle, the Sun God Apollo had been in power for hundreds of years.

The young girl spoke seriously, occasionally raising her head to glance at the young man, her eyes filled with longing and respect.

"Yeah, the library has been open for so long," said Flanders casually.

Flanders' library was built with the magic academy, and it was naturally also the system's instructions. At that time, he did not know that the system's missions were endless. After the academy and library were built, he excitedly went to it for rewards, and was even prepared to go home.

However, he was greatly disappointed.

The system's instructions had not ended. He would not return home so easily. There was no reward for establishing the academy's library.

The only useful thing was that the library was full of class, magnificence, and many rare treasures and magic books.

"What's the use of guarding these few damn castles? I still want to explore this world." For a moment, he could not take off his mask of pain.

However, before he could leave the city that he despised, he found that someone had followed the phenomenon to the magic academy and claimed to want to be a student here.

Of course, he did not think that he would be a good principal or teacher. However, the system told him that the more students he had, the faster his strength would increase.

There were all kinds of students in the sky, earth, spirit realm, astral realm, and god realm.

Over the years, Flanders did not know how many disciples he had accepted.

In fact, he did not know anything about magic training at all. He did not even know how to become a magic apprentice, let alone a top-tier mage.

As such, he was unable to teach his students. He accepted all students without discrimination.

There was only a treasury in the library of the system, other than many necessary places for cultivation.

Flanders had thought that this treasury was a good thing. It was a treasury, then won't it be full of treasures?

But when he looked inside, he almost cried. There was nothing inside except four walls.

This time, Flanders had completely lost his confidence and was forced to change direction.

Cultivation did not exist. Wouldn't it be nice to just enjoy the sun?

However, he still had a sense of responsibility. He did not want to let these children who respected him learn nothing from a master. Hence, he wrote novels like those about superheroes saving the world, which he had read when he was alive, as magic books when he had nothing better to do. Such books were placed in the library to at least make it not seem so empty.

In his free time, Flanders kept a lion as a pet, and even had a high-level pet adopted in the Shadow Realm.

These beings could evolve into super-strong beings in the future, and could truly awaken their own bloodline talent. This would be of great help to Flanders' future growth.

As for the other magic apprentices he recruited.

They could do whatever they wanted and cultivate however they wanted. After all, Flanders had never known these people.

He would occasionally lecture them in the past, but now, he couldn't be bothered anymore.

Therefore, among the magic apprentices, they could only go to the library to read after they arrived. They rarely saw Flanders in ten or twenty years, and nobody knew what they were thinking.

Now that he thought about it, wasn't he being too irresponsible?

Reading novels all day, they could not possibly learn anything. He did not know if any disciples could cultivate magic power, so Flanders did not have high hopes.

Probably not many people read the novels he wrote every day.

And now, the magic tribulation was coming, Flanders sighed helplessly while lying on the recliner.

"Magic Tribulation?"