Princess_Treasure

Train fifteen hours a day? Check.
Go on dangerous missions to polish your skills? Check.
Work hard until you got to the top and earned all the benefits? Check.
Then speak brazenly because you were at the highest rank in magic? Check.

Zenith Ichiban had a plan to be on top, and eventually, he reached the top and no villain was thrilling enough to fight.

He enrolled as a teacher in a magic school at twenty, believing that teenagers, in the spring of their youth, would entertain him. 

Yet, these teenagers weren't thrilling enough and couldn't bear his honest opinion about how lame their magic was. 

Zenith Ichiban thought he would spend the rest of his life looking for some spark... 

Until those FIVE students reared their heads, and the villains caught wind of the return of the Prodigy Mage. 

Chaos ensued, and Zenith struggled to keep his quiet life while keeping his students from danger.

Disclaimer:
The MC started out quite selfish, but he experienced genuine relationships that shaped him for the better. This story didn't only revolve around him, but it centered on him as the protagonist. I hope you enjoy it.

The SSSSS-Rank Mage In A Mundane World

Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Earth Goddess: Pretty Girl

Aleksandra had exhaled in relief when Alez saved her from being suffocated by another SS-Rank Mage in one week. She didn't bother find the stones since she couldn't learn Translocation.

She knew that her low essence wouldn't be able to do anything or be able to wrap an object so she watched others try to do. She'd just cheer them on.

A chill ran down her spine when she saw the Goddess behind her, looking over her shoulders. "Wouldn't you try, pretty lady?"

Aleksandra's face heated up on being called pretty by an even prettier lady. "I-I… um… can't really do it."

The Goddess smiled and walked to another student, Nephis, who was weighing stones. Aleksandra watched the Goddess and felt downcast.

She didn't even tried to encourage her and as she left, Aleksandra noticed her smile fall to a flat expression. Had she been disappointed by her response?