Amelda's expression drastically changed.
She immediately forced herself to interrupt the incantation, despite the magical backlash.
"Advanced elite mage?!"
"You actually broke through, Simar?!"
Headmaster Simar's face darkened.
Ever since he had been publicly humiliated by the Rogue Thief Kid in front of the entire academy, a shadow had lingered in his heart.
Fueled by that shame, he had thrown himself into deep meditation.
Now, his strength was only a step away from becoming an archmage!
Amelda's expression turned uglier by the second.
Previously, both she and Simar had been stuck at the mid elite mage rank for twenty years.
She never expected Simar to be the first to break through!
"Looks like I'll have to kill you all!"
At that moment, a figure emerged from the dense black mist—
an old man, hunched over, his entire body devoid of any sign of life.
"The first Duke Mington!"
"He's still alive?!"
The crowd was visibly shocked.
