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"Alright, Wein." Auntie sobbed, then continued her congratulations. "I hope you can be a good person there."
I replied with a smile. Something touched my heart when Auntie said that—this was a painful thing, like a separation.
My servant smiled, but his hand kept wiping his endless tears.
"Where is Ellena?" I asked. Their faces then subsided, and finally, Aunt opened her mouth.
"You don't remember? He went to school this morning," she said, wiping her tears and stepping a little away from the train that would take me.
Damn, I don't even know something like that here, but it doesn't matter. I am very happy to have an understanding younger brother.
"Oh... yes–" Wein laughed. "I will definitely miss him so much." He then boarded the train, went inside, and sat between the chairs.
Outside, the color was quite dark, and with very broad details, this train looked expensive. Some servants stood, holding back their tears.
Wein looked at them, even giving a few waves of his hand. It was not unusual for servants to cry over their master—Wein was a humble aristocrat.
"Young master, depart now?" asked the head of the train leader. I immediately looked between the gaps separating the cars and horses, then answered, "Yes, I don't want them to continue to cry over my departure."
I still saw through the window, but I didn't know how to open it. A glass barrier separated us.
Shaking, my body became unbalanced. A few moments later, the horse finally made a sound and moved, creating a beautiful rhythm with its steps.
This reminded me of myself when entering the military academy. Many rich children used cars to be delivered, but I and some other underprivileged people only used our two feet.
What a sunny day.
The sky was blue, and the clouds moved quite relaxed. Finally, after some time, they came out of the big house of Arcveil—the largest land in this area.
Wein sat relaxed, curiously looking right and left through his window.
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Which Core Stages:
White Mana Core only functions for small use, where users still cannot use any elemental magic—even the lowest. Users only have basic potential.
Silver Mana Core marks the initial stage of development. Magic energy and usage are still unstable, making users prone to losing control if forced. Simple magic can be used but with broad limitations.
Bronze Mana Core represents the first proper development, with more stable magic energy. Users can cast basic spells with better efficiency.
Gold Mana Core is a more mature stage, with enough reserves for emergencies. Users begin controlling elements and using medium magic with greater strength.
High Gold Mana Core enhances efficiency, enabling proficient elemental use and advanced magic.
Advanced Gold Mana Core is the pinnacle of gold cores, allowing adept elemental manipulation and high-level magic with growing reserves.
Platinum Mana Core is one of the highest levels, with enormous reserves, allowing users to use advanced magic without fatigue and master advanced elements.
Diamond Mana Core nears the peak of magical development, granting users the ability to cast high-level spells with extreme precision and power.
Supreme Mana Core represents one of the ultimate stages, granting flight, extraordinary durability, and power—this stage is known as Gladuses.
Plasma Mana Core is twice as powerful as the Supreme Mana Core, with unmatched endurance, sight, and strength. No one has ever reached this stage, as it is believed to be godly.
The Aether Mana Core is the highest possible level, equivalent to the power of gods, allowing users to cast divine magic and wield absolute light—an invincible force never attained by any individual.
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The damn bird told me to read books, and this is what I summarized—things that look important because this is the core of magic.
Not only that, I also read other methods and even memorized some spells I could use as magic.
The horse-drawn carriage, accompanied by the bell ringing with every step, passed through a crowded place with many other carriages crossing the same road.
Towards the floating Aetheris Academy—located on a floating island and separated from the core of the city of Aetheris.
We walked through the middle of the city. Many traders and people encouraged carriages carrying students who would attend the Aetheris Magic Academy.
Some people held potatoes, while others wore luxurious clothes, walking in harmony.
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"Are you behind the students who are going to the Aetheris Academy?" I asked the driver out of curiosity.
He tilted his head a little, waited a few seconds to digest the question, then answered, "Yes, you're right, young master."
The streets began to widen, leaving the trade area behind. The wider road allowed the carriages behind me to increase speed and walk beside us.
The golden carriage—whose?
I could see the writing in ancient Grifen letters, with readable text underneath: Sheryln Aurhae.
After seeing the name, I lowered my eyes and saw a face exposed to sunlight, making her skin bright and reflective.
Her face was clean and smooth, with pink lips and a proportional nose. Her blue eyes shone brightly, perfectly matching her golden hair.
The golden hair reflected the sunlight. She felt my gaze but chose not to meet my eyes, making me wonder if she thought I was interested.
Her lips arched slightly, but her cold gaze carried the weight of death.
They stared at each other, as yellow and pink flowers lined the empty path between the carriages.
Sherlyn's gaze shifted to every leaf that fell past her open window—unlike Wein's carriage, which had glass.
This difference highlighted the gap between noble classes, a reality that made Wein fed up.
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Aetheris Academy stood majestically, a great work that challenged the limits of imagination. The building was like a crown in the sky, radiating the aura of wisdom and strength. The entire academy complex was made of dark gray stones, with a smooth surface that seemed to absorb sunlight and emit a dim silver glow.
At its center, the Chronomer Tower soared, a bronze-framed spire with mithril hands that ticked endlessly, marking the passage of time with ancient magic.
The Harmonia Hall stretched beneath a giant dome adorned with constellations that shifted nightly, while a hovering fountain in the middle defied gravity, its radiant waters flowing endlessly upward.
The Arkanis Library was a labyrinth of towering shelves, housing ancient books and scrolls watched over by gargoyle statues with sapphire eyes.
The Celestialis Observatory crowned the academy, its bronze telescope reaching the stars, where glowing magic circles marked the floor for celestial studies.
Drakvary's dormitory stands firmly in the darkest corner of the academy, the walls of the black stone emits a mysterious aura under the moonlight. Hanging lanterns with a vague purple flame along the narrow hallway, as if the shadow itself became a protector for residents. This place is home to those who are intelligent, full of secrets, and do not hesitate to take a hidden path to gain strength.
The velraptoris dormitory rises on the east side with a slender tower that pierces the sky. Dark green window glass reflects faint light from the aether crystal at night. Its inhabitants are known to be smart, fast, and full of curiosity, always looking for gaps between world boundaries to find hidden truths.
Pyraenix dormitory shines on the southern side, orange stone walls sparkling in the sun's light. The eternal fire lantern lights up along the corridor, radiates the warmth that arouses enthusiasm. Those who live here are the souls of reformers, full of passion and strength, always ready to rise from adversity.
Tigravorn's dormitory stands firmly in the west, with the gold pillars that rise in front of the gate. The windows radiate golden light at dusk, as if symbolizing the courage and honor of its residents. This place is home to those who are roared, loyal, and not afraid to face challenges.
Between them, floating gardens blossomed with silver-leaf trees and glowing flowers, while the wind carried the whispers of ancestors through the academy's ancient halls.