Sesame_Cookies

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. 
In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. 
The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered.
Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. 
They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors.
However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. 
Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. 
Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky.
The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." 
As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear...
[Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

The speaker used the common language, understood by everyone.

Finn and the others' expressions changed abruptly, and their arcanergy surged, ready to spring into action if things turned south.

Owen, with a calm demeanor, pushed the seahorse race leader aside and unshackled himself, slowly walking towards the tent.

Relieved, the seahorse race leader stumbled forward, falling to his knees: "Lord Godwin, I was coerced, all by these despicable humans."

As Owen entered, he finally saw the imposing figure of Lord Godwin seated at the head of the tent.

Towering at over two meters tall, his presence was like a small mountain.

Godwin's skin was a unique shade of blue: deep, mysterious, and filled with magical energy.

His skin was covered in wave-like patterns that seemed to pulsate as if mirroring the ever-moving waves of the sea.

Chapter82-No More Pretense, Laying the Cards on the Table