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Nial was not sure how or why but he ended up in a classroom inside Yggdrasil. 

The class was being held on the top branches of Yggdrasil and more than 30 rather young Elves were seated around him.

Right now, Nial was not able to restrict his range of perception anymore. He had to listen intently to every single word Master Crevian said while focusing his range of perception on the blackboard ahead of him.

Numerous runic constellations were still written on the blackboard that had yet to be cleaned from the previous lesson.

He engraved the runic constellations in his mind just before Master Crevian waved his hand, wiping away everything that had been written on it before.