Oravian sent Merlin to the carriage and watched as his figure disappeared into the night.
She decided to accept his advice and did not follow him. After pausing for a while, she came to the gate of the Holy Roland School of Magic. Ever since she graduated, perhaps because she was busy with work, she had not been back here for many years. This time, however, there were many things that were different.
The campus, which used to be deserted with few people, was now extremely lively. Perhaps many people had forgotten the grand scene when Roland founded this academy. The situation at that time was very similar to today. When the first magic war broke out, humans were in a crisis of life and death. Roland taught magic in Gudilesi and announced that all people with Mage Aptitude could attend her classes.
However, after the war, as the number of Mages increased, St. Roland Academy of Magic, as the most prestigious Magic School on the continent, naturally had higher and higher admission requirements. Today, only those students who were recognized as geniuses could enter St. Roland Academy of Magic.
However, now, with the invasion of the abyss monsters, the situation of humans deteriorated rapidly. St. Roland Academy of Magic once again restored its tradition and opened its doors.
There was no tuition fee. As long as one's Aptitude was D or above, anyone could receive magic education here and become a Mage.
The originally deserted St. Roland Academy of Magic suddenly became overcrowded in just a few months. The professors in charge of teaching had to find another place that could accommodate more people to listen to their lectures, or simply sat on the ground on the campus. Young people were chattering and practicing magic everywhere.
However, Olavian also noticed that most of the students on the campus had just started to learn magic. Most of them had not reached the level yet. There were very few Level One Apprentice Mages, and Level Two and above were almost non-existent.
Olavian knew the reason. Now that the human world was basically in a state of emergency, troops were needed everywhere to fight against monsters. The Mages had also called for adult Mages to participate in the war, and fully mobilized teachers and students who were still in school to save the world. As the Academy of Magic with the highest average quality of students, St. Roland Academy of Magic was naturally the first to bear the brunt.
Most of Olavian's junior brothers and sisters were now active on the battlefield. Students from St. Roland Academy of Magic could be seen on almost every front. They were famous for their strong mental quality, excellent strategic mind, and powerful magic, and were deeply welcomed by all troops.
This also meant that compared to students from other academies, they were more likely to be sent to dangerous places. Olavian did not deliberately look through the relevant statistics, but she could still glean some information from the battle reports she had received before.
More than half of the students from St. Roland Academy of Magic had probably been killed or wounded, and the first batch of teachers and students who went to the front line was almost wiped out.
Today, St. Roland Academy of Magic still stood in Gudilesi City, but the faces in it had changed again and again.
Olavian found the person in charge of managing the magic circle, got in touch with the headquarters, and briefly reported the situation here. As expected, Lilith did not give any new orders, but only asked her to stay in Gudilesi for the time being and wait for Rob to become a god.
Just as Olavian was leisurely looking through the list of new students, she heard a noise coming from the corridor outside. The female Mage frowned, pushed the door open, and found that everyone was running out, so she stopped one of the students and asked, "What happened?"
The latter was a little boy. When he saw Olavian, he blushed and stammered, "I … I don't know. I just heard that there was something strange on the coastline, so everyone ran to the Stargazing Tower."
Olavian's first reaction was that Gudilesi had been attacked by monsters. During this time, the coastline cities of the human world had been in a high degree of tension, and no one knew when they would be attacked. Many people slept with their weapons under their heads.
As early as half a month ago, Gudilesi had also faced a wave of monsters, but because there were many Mages in the city and the city defense was strong, those monsters did not have a chance to take advantage of it. Could it be that those things did not give up and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack again?
Olavian thought about it and walked to the Stargazing Tower. However, when she got there, she found that the Stargazing Tower had been sealed, and there was a teacher maintaining order under the tower. It was said that the principal and the dean had rushed up the tower a few minutes ago.
Olavian was about to reveal her identity and go up, but the next moment, her eyes were attracted by the changes in the northeast. Even without going up to the Stargazing Tower, she could clearly see that about 50 nautical miles away, a dense dark cloud covered the sea. Unlike the dark clouds that she usually saw, the dark clouds in that area were particularly low, almost connected to the sea level, and the strange thing was that they were slowly rotating in a counterclockwise direction.
Such a strange natural landscape attracted everyone's attention, and Olavian was no exception. The students around her were whispering to each other, curiously discussing where the dark cloud came from and what was behind it. For some reason, Olavian had an ominous feeling in her heart.
She thought of someone who might be able to answer her question.
…
Raphael Library.
As early as four magic hours ago, the library had been closed.
However, after the customers left, the library's librarians stayed behind. They were only told that there was something important that night, but they did not know what that important thing was.
After eating dinner provided by the library, they were left alone in the hall and did not see the curator's shadow again.
At the moment, the latter was standing in the office with his hands behind his back, looking at the dark clouds on the distant sea. Beside him was the previous curator of the library, Donahue.
If Rob and Lolo were here, they would find that the old man looked even older than when they first met. His body was bent over, and he was leaning on a cane.
"Is it about to start?" Curator Nadal asked. There was a rare hint of nervousness in his voice.
Donahue nodded. "This is good news. It means that the guy's plan has been mostly completed. Humans have found the most important trump card, and only the last step is left."
Nadal took a deep breath and said worriedly, "But it's not easy to take that step."
"Of course, but we didn't have any hope in the first place. Now that we have a chance to touch the light, what else can we complain about?"
"It's because we've reached this step that I'm even more nervous. Is everything ready?"
"Yes, now we're just waiting for your order." Donahue smiled. "I think the children downstairs should be waiting anxiously."
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