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

"Seize her, take that witch to the death cell," commanded the king, his voice thundering across the plaza.

At his word, the imperial guards, warriors of the capital, dismounted and surrounded everyone present, then took the stunned Alison into custody.

The king glared at the assembly, decreeing, "No one here is to leave without my express permission. Anyone who dares to act rashly, regardless of their status, shall be executed on the spot."

Three thousand golden-armored sacred warriors, wielding golden swords, sealed off the entire Heaven Altar.

"How is he?" the king inquired urgently.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's life force is rapidly diminishing. He may not last two more hours," was the grave report.

"What, insolence!" roared the king.

The royal physicians, trembling, dared not meet the king's gaze, admitting their helplessness.

Chapter252-Rebellion