After he entered the St. Helier Magic Academy, besides attending the class, almost all of his time was spent in the library.
The library of St. Helier Magic Academy was divided into three levels: the first level was opened for all disciples, but the second and third levels were required to meet some condition to be able to enter. The second level was only opened to disciples in the Black Thorn class, while the third level need the approval of more than three mentors and passed the academy’s investigation, only then could you enter.
However, for Elvis, it was already enough to be able to enter the first and second levels, because the third level was holding the more precious and advanced magic scrolls, which he didn’t need. The magic scrolls left behind by the Saint Magus in his hand were more precious than any volume stored on the third floor, and the power was also even more unpredictable.
In these past few months, Elvis already checked all of the important basic magic scrolls in the first level, in addition the knowledge taught by the mentors, Elvis felt that the barrier of four star Junior Magus he had been stuck at seemed begin to loosen. It was estimated that with a bit more time, he could entered the five star Intermediate Magus.
Unconsciously, it became almost the end of the semester.
St. Helier Magic Academy would have an assessment at the end of each semester, and this assessment was also carried out inside the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. This assessment was to test the degree of disciples proficiency in mastering and applying the magic knowledge that they learned during this semester. The mentor would put a specific item in the various regions inside the the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts. The disciples need to cast a specific magic to be able to find the items that the mentor had placed.
Of course, during this period of time, the disciples were also very likely to encounter the magical beasts inside the forest, and this would temper the disciples’ ability to fight, so with these three benefits simultaneously, they would be able to completely dig out the disciples capability, and also not like other academies which only have delicate and weak mages, none of the disciples who graduated from the St. Helier Magic Academy would become the target of various forces that they were on bad terms with.
In the dark night, inside a certain room at St. Helier Magic Academy.
Sound proof magic had been placed around the room to ensure that the conversation inside would not be heard by outsiders.
A young man with dark brown hair was sitting on the table, one foot propped on the ground, his expression was gloomy, and his light gray eyes overflowed with unbearable jealousy and hatred, as he spoke to another young man with a sturdy build in front of him.
The other young man also had dark brown hair, after he finished listening to the young man’s words, his eyes could not help but flash a dark light, and there was a sneer on his lips.
He naturally knew this man named Elvis, and he hated the youth as much as his younger cousin Tals. Before he entered the St. Helier Magic Academy, this young man had always been the object of pride in the clan. Even if he obtained the qualification to enter the best magical academy in the whole continent, the clan only praised him with a few sentences, as their gazes were still entirely condensed on this genius. After he heard from Tals, that the youth had lost his talent, he did not pay attention to him anymore. Unexpectedly, Elvis appeared in front of him again, only now he had been removed from their clan’s genealogy records, he also clearly stated that he would not come back to the clan.
This was very good!
Then he could remove this fishbone that had blocked him for several years without hesitation.
With his four star Junior Magus level, it was more than enough to deal with a three star Scholar Magus. As long as he secretly killed him at the end of the semester, and threw his corpse into the middle part of the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, no one would find out.
By the time the test was over, no remains of his dead body would be left. All of the people would think that he was the unlucky person that accidentally stepped into the lair of a powerful magical beast, so he was killed by it, no one would suspect him, after all, such things had occurred every year.