�What happened?�Who is that?�Why are you doing this?�

�Viltor Arcane.�He�s an archmage who rose to the unofficial level 3 40 years ago.�

The eyes of Sirone and the others wavered.�Any magic school student knows what an unofficial 3rd class is like.�

The wizard�s grade is classified into 10 levels, but there is a specific section where the honor and achievement points that must be accumulated for promotion jump unimaginably high.

It was the 7th grade to the 6th grade, and the 4th grade to the 3rd grade.�

If the 6th grade was the executive level of the wizard society, the 3rd grade was a position that could take the head of the kingdom�s core facilities.�Considering that even Alfeas, a certified 4th-class wizard, was the principal of a private school, it was possible to guess how high-ranking a wizard Arcane was.

�Arcane has a grudge against the principal.�She won�t back down until she gets what she wants.�

�You talk a lot over and over again.�Complaining to your disciple will only make you more miserable.�

�I am not interested in winning.�I am a teacher.�I will do anything to protect my students.�

�so?�What can you do?�Do you think you can stop me now, who couldn�t win even if I attacked with all my might?�

�The bluff is too much.�Arcane.�

Arcane�s impression changed terribly.

�Obviously I couldn�t stop you.�But you also don�t have the mental strength left to focus on battle, right?�

Ethella�s words were half right and half wrong.�In fact, the magical power of the Arcane who cast the Dark Family was only 10% of the normal state.�However, it was 10% of the Archmage.�It was enough power to sweep away the exhausted Ethella and her fluffy youngsters.

�Times have changed.�I asked him to come because it was cute, and he didn�t even know the subject and fluttered his snout?�

Arcane raised his magic power.�It was 10% left to kill Alpheas, but it didn�t matter.�Troublesome calculations did not fit his outlook on life.

�Master, leave it to me.�

Canis interrupted.�Abyss Nova is a gigantic magic that consumes so much mental power that ordinary wizards cannot even try.�If he cast such magic and went through battle, even Master would not be in a normal state.

Arcane looked back at Canis displeasedly.�He could not tolerate challenging authority, even as a disciple.�However, after thinking it through, he turned to Sirone with an interesting expression.

�Hey, sweetheart.�Are you also a disciple of Alpheas?�

�Don�t call the principal by name, even though he�s a murderer.�

�Kkeukkeuk!�Is that so?�You seem to respect him quite a bit.�

Sirone didn�t even feel the need to answer.�How could she not respect her?�Alpheas was the one who opened his eyes to magic and the benefactor who enrolled him, a commoner, in magic school.

�It doesn�t matter if you�re an archmage or a third-class.�Compared to the Headmaster, you are not even a wizard.�

�Puhahaha!�Fuhahahaha!�

Arcane burst into laughter.�But his eyes were burning with anger.

�Alpheas.�How long have you been living under pretense?�don�t you know�That you don�t deserve to be respected by anyone.��

Having made a decision, Arcane nodded.

�good night.�It would be fun to watch the disciples fight.�Canis.�Contend with him.�

�yes.�Thank you, Master.� JrNovels.com