Chapter 141

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Chapter 141

Sauran continued to speak on the podium, "And she was honored because of this paper, not because – although it’s just a legend, I think it’s quite believable – not because she has the power of an archmage. The reason she can be honored is very intriguing."

"He…" Sylas gritted her teeth and growled in a low voice. Luna could feel her anger, and noticed her not-so-strong muscles tightening.

"’Completely’ Suddenly there was a loud noise, attacking Sauran, narrowly missing his head and leaving a deep scar above the blackboard. Swis patted Caroline, signaling her to look at the blackboard.

"’Is in’ Another gust of wind followed closely, ripping a corner of Sauran’s robe. He didn’t pay attention and stumbled, falling in a messy and embarrassed heap. He quickly stood up, supporting himself on the podium, but the sharp sound of the wind made him confused, and the approaching fear made him scream out loud, losing face.

"’Reverse right and wrong!’

Countless tiny wind blades cut through his robe, creating a chaotic mess. Sylas clenched her fists tightly, being held down by two girls on the table. Swis froze in shock, and only then did Caroline notice the crisscrossing marks of destruction on the blackboard, staring in astonishment at Sylas, stuttering, "Sylas, is, is…"

Swis quickly covered her mouth, "Don’t ask such questions! No, quickly dismiss these thoughts!"

The classroom fell silent instantly. Someone violated the rules and used magic in the classroom, causing considerable damage and even attacking people. This was a very bad behavior, and the students should have been afraid and run away, but they didn’t.

Someone (definitely not any of the four of them) laughed out loud, and the terrifying atmosphere suddenly disappeared, replaced by joy that filled the entire classroom.

"Hahaha, serves you right!" The joyful laughter probably formed into this sentence.

Luna and Caroline let go of Sylas, who had no intention of moving but simply stared fixedly at the person standing in front of the classroom.

Sauran’s robe was torn and hung on him in a disheveled manner. There were even blood stains in some places. He recovered from the incredible shock and roared, "No one is allowed to leave the classroom! Otherwise, they will be considered the prime suspect and bear all the consequences!"

"Oh my goodness, oh my goodness…" Luna covered her mouth and whispered repeatedly, "Sylas, is it really you? You’re going to be expelled, but you didn’t cast a spell. Caroline and I were holding you down. You’re not going to be expelled, right? But you didn’t use magic…"

The unusual situation in the classroom quickly attracted the attention of the patrol personnel. The dean of students led a group of people into the classroom. Seeing Sauran in this state, her serious expression cracked slightly.

"Oh dear, oh dear, Mr. Sauran, how did you end up in such a sorry state after your previous class?"

Sauran gritted his teeth and said, "As you can see, madam, a student in here used magic to attack me during class. This is a very serious crime, and I also got injured."

"Hmm, I saw that. So, who did it? I will punish them according to the regulations, or would you prefer to involve the sheriff in this matter? Or should I report it to the Oversight Committee?"

He angrily scanned the entire classroom, thinking, "I’m going to catch this kid and make sure he has no place to hide. He will pay for what he did today!"

"Alright then, as you wish. Who is it?"

"Um…"

Oh, unbelievably, there was a huge commotion in the back row that he didn’t notice. Luna and Caroline looked at each other across Sylas in surprise.

"Sir? Who? I can’t help you without a target."

"Right… right among them," he pointed at over a hundred students in the classroom with some difficulty, "You have to help me catch the person first."

The Principal, Eilan Fury, smiled and said, "Sir, you must first tell me why you ended up like this. Wasn’t everyone in your class getting along just fine?"

This is a polite way of saying falling asleep during class.

"Um, as you can see, I was teaching and suddenly someone unknown attacked me."

Dean Eilan smiled at him and looked at the whole classroom, "First, does anyone want to describe what happened in class? You, come here." She passed the raised hand of Mede Sauran and chose someone from the fourth row.

A very obedient girl said, "Um… the teacher talked about something regarding archmage Xerath, and suddenly there was a gust of wind. It happened without any warning." She emphasized this because most spells can be traced back to the caster, meaning you can detect who cast the spell based on the fluctuations of magical energy. But she couldn’t sense anything.

"Xerath? Hmm, interesting," she glanced at Sauran with a hidden meaning, "Thank you, please take a seat. And you?"

"Yes, ma’am. The teacher talked about some things concerning archmage Xerath."

"What kind of things did he talk about?"

"He said that archmage Xerath achieved high praise at a very young age but became consumed by the privileges and fame. He became obsessed with complicated spells and techniques, and for the past seven to eight years, he has not made any academic progress. He indulged in… greed, and there was another word…" he looked down and asked his classmate next to him, and the classmate said, "Lust."

"Oh, lust."

"Hmm," Dean Eilan nodded, "One more question, do you know the meaning of this word?"

The boy smiled strangely and shyly nodded.

"What do you think about this?"

"Think?"

Eilan smiled and encouraged, "Don’t worry, please answer boldly. I promise this answer won’t have any negative impact on you."

"Ah, I think everyone has, right? But still, it’s a bit hard to imagine," he scratched his head, "I can’t imagine Xerath too… She’s my goddess. I find it hard to believe." He laughed even more shyly.

"Thank you for your honesty, please have a seat." Dean Eilan walked up the steps and leaned over to ask the girl with long hair sitting beside her, "Did you hear anyone chanting spells?"

"No, but everyone was talking at that time."

"What were they saying?"

"They were talking about Xerath."

"What do you think about what Mr. Sauran said?"

The girl leaned in and said, "Really? I’ve seen Xerath Archmage once, and I think she’s a very honest person."

"You seem to have a different point of view, huh?" She sincerely asked the student next to her to speak. The short and chubby girl whispered to her, "The boys next to me are crazy about the archmage, and they say nasty things. I don’t want to sit with them."

"Oh, did Mr. Sauran’s words make you uncomfortable?"

"Um… Miss, if I tell the truth, will Mr. Sauran fail me in the test?"

"I promise he won’t know what we’re talking about, okay?"

"Okay, okay, yes, I think it’s inappropriate. It has nothing to do with the class material. Why do we need to undermine an accomplished magician, especially a female magician, in class? I feel offended just based on gender. Honestly, I’m quite happy to see someone teach him a lesson."

Dean Eilan blinked at her, "You know what? I feel the same way as you. Thank you for explaining, please have a seat."

The girl sat down, covering her mouth and laughing, she said to the girl next to her, "I never expected Dean Eilan to be such an interesting person."

"Yeah, yeah!…"

Eilan walked back a little and asked a few people questions, but the further back she went, the more people were sleeping. Even with such a big thing happening, there were still people immersed in sleep.

After getting a rough understanding of what happened, Eilan started questioning the students if they had noticed any chanting nearby. It was obvious that most students of this age could only perform spells correctly by chanting the right incantations. Looking at the marks left on the blackboard, this incantation couldn’t have been too short to go unnoticed.

The twins and Luna were very nervous, but Sylas didn’t seem to care at all. Several times she impatiently asked, "When can we go back?"

"Obviously, we have to wait for her to find the ‘culprit’."

"That would be me." She said it very casually, about to stand up, but Luna and Caroline pressed her down together.

"Are you kidding? This is a very serious matter! Please don’t! Don’t be so reckless, can you? We all know it’s not you. Just because you can’t wait, you can’t do this. Can’t you just read your book?" Luna said, "Listen to me, okay? I don’t want to be implicated by you, none of us want to be implicated. Sit down, it’s not that just because you say it’s not related to us, it won’t be related. As your friend, if you stand up and take the blame, Sauran will hold a grudge against all of us. Please don’t do such things."

Sylas pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it like that?"

"Yes!"

"Oh…"

"Remember, don’t say it was you, okay?"

The dark-skinned boy in the front row turned his head and said, "Was it you? Was it really you? I didn’t hear you casting any spell, how did you do it?"

Luna quickly said, "She was just impatient and wanted to leave."

The boy burst into laughter and said, "Don’t mess around, ‘little fairy’. Don’t let this incident make you lose to that foolish Mede."

Curiously, Sylas tilted her head and asked, "What does it have to do with Mede?"

The boy said, "Of course it’s related. Mede already thinks he’s the top student in our grade! You can’t get into trouble so easily! Otherwise, Mede will be even more conceited!"

Sylas found this logic so amusing that she burst into laughter.

Dean Eilan had already arrived and she smiled at the gentlemen and ladies. Then, she asked all the students in front of Sylas to move to the aisle.

"Excuse me, sir. I noticed some commotion behind you. What’s happening?"

A boy student replied, "Someone behind is getting impatient and wants to leave, so they want to pretend to confess."

"Oh, what an interesting way to put it. Why are you sure it’s ‘pretending’? Wouldn’t it be good for everyone if someone comes forward and confesses?"

"But she didn’t chant any spells, nor did she have any glowing magic. I also didn’t feel any strong elemental waves coming from her side."

"Besides that, is there anything else special?"

"She was very angry, well, but many people were angry too."

"I’m curious, gentlemen and ladies, why do you all say that?"

A girl student eagerly answered, "Xeratharchmage is my idol! Why does Sauran say such things about her? Just because he’s a teacher? I think he has angered the ‘wind’."

"This statement really concerns me, what does it mean to anger the ‘wind’?"

The girl student said, "Um… My teacher at the intermediate school said that Xeratharchmage is the Elemental King, which means all the elements are her subjects. Her subjects come to assassinate those who disrespect the king. It’s normal!"