"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
On the first day of the Month of Flowers, inside the Allyn branch of the Moonsong League…
Jurisian, in the attire of a battle sorcerer, with a six-star arcana badge, a five-circle magic badge and a badge of crescent moon on his chest, slowly walked into the hall.
"Good morning, Mr. Jurisian." The few middle-rank arcanists who just got down from the stars greeted Jurisian respectfully the moment they saw him.