The next morning, after waking and handling chores, Locke retrieved the completed Level 5 synthesized item from the Horadric Synthesis Cube.
The Level 5 Deep Blue Jade was only slightly larger than the Level 4 version, with no significant changes.
Locke infused it with mana, finding l...
2025-07-25 03:55:09 +0000 UTC View PostLocke practiced the Mana Centrifugal Extraction Method with ordinary water for an entire afternoon.
He didn’t stop because he had mastered it; after all, it was a skill that required practice.
Talent mattered, but so did time spent practicing.
The more practice, the greater th...
2025-07-25 03:54:45 +0000 UTC View PostProfessor Alder’s tone was cold, almost mechanical. “If conditions allowed, we should extract the blood from a living specimen. Using low-temperature negative pressure would better preserve the stone crab’s blood.”
He used specialized dissection tools to extract pure blood from the ...
2025-07-25 03:54:20 +0000 UTC View PostIn his office, Professor Alder saw Locke and paused, then broke into a sincere smile, showing some gratitude. “Locke, you’re here.”
Seeing Locke standing at the office door, unwilling to step inside, Alder smiled, turned to the three students copying historical texts, and said, “Kee...
2025-07-25 03:53:56 +0000 UTC View PostFearing Locke might change his mind, Professor Alder shoved a material list and preparation process into his hands and left without looking back. “Come find me within the week. I’ll welcome you, dear Locke.”
Locke frowned at the black leather notebook, noticing blood-like stains on it...
2025-07-25 03:53:35 +0000 UTC View PostLocke left his dormitory, walking through the elegant corridors of the academy and passing the beautiful garden. There, he spotted Cohen Julian and his lackeys.
Locke frowned. In the past year and three months, Cohen Julian and his group had gained significant attention.
During this t...
2025-07-25 03:53:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe arrival of the Augustine family was merely a brief interlude, and Locke soon returned to his daily routine of intense study.
Time passed quickly. Winter turned to spring, and Locke had spent one year and three months at Aurelian Academy.
In Locke's dormitory, he had finished readi...
2025-07-25 03:52:51 +0000 UTC View PostAt that moment, Professor Alder's appearance had changed dramatically.
Once refined and elegant, Professor Alder now resembled a stubborn and harsh old man, his face darkened, exuding a strong aura of death.
Locke quickly left the area.
Over the past six months, the increasing n...
2025-07-25 03:52:30 +0000 UTC View PostDean Tongus returned to his residence.
He looked at the three students, pleased with their progress. Patty Aisa and Kode Newman advanced steadily, but Locke’s speed slightly exceeded his expectations.
Initially, Tongus worried that without financial pressure, Locke might revert to l...
2025-07-25 03:51:59 +0000 UTC View PostSix months later.
In Dean Tongus’s residence, Locke, Patty Aisa, and Kode Newman sat together, studying.
Due to Aurelian Academy’s limited magical teaching resources, Tongus alone taught all their courses, despite their differences.
Locke couldn’t complain; his courses wer...
2025-07-25 03:51:35 +0000 UTC View PostLocke returned to his dormitory at dusk.
The dorm was quieter than the morning, as nearby rooms, occupied by Anjouans, had emptied over the past few days.
Those students had been forced to leave the academy.
With the Frankish Empire conquering Anjou, Aurelian Academy’s annual ...
2025-07-25 03:51:15 +0000 UTC View PostLocke hesitated but chose not to reveal his dual primary elemental affinities.
It tied to his transmigration secret.
His dark element talent, only Level 3, wouldn’t significantly alter his profile.
The benefit of disclosing it was minimal.
In this wizarding world, he kne...
2025-07-25 03:50:55 +0000 UTC View PostDean Tongus turned, walking to a corner of the reception room, a gray brick wall with nowhere to go.
But he softly muttered a phrase, reached into a brick, and pulled out a special glass bottle containing a vibrant green potion, speckled with starry glimmers.
Hesitating, Tongus carefu...
2025-07-25 03:50:36 +0000 UTC View PostEvening.
Two days after tutoring with Patty Aisa, Locke bid her farewell, left the dormitory, and headed to Dean Tongus’s residence.
At the academy, deans and professors had private suites and received generous monthly stipends.
The academy’s tuition was exorbitant, after al...
2025-07-25 03:50:12 +0000 UTC View PostInside Aurelian Academy’s dormitory.
The dorms housed two students per room, fully furnished, but now only Locke was present.
His roommate, another Anjouan and son of an earl, had already withdrawn due to financial strain.
The room was silent, perfect for Locke’s task.
Aurelian Academy, ancient linguistics classroom.
Dean Tongus stood at the podium, lecturing on runic script. Most students were half-asleep, distracted, or quietly doing other things.
Only a few, mostly commoners or lesser nobles, listened attentively.
If this weren’t Dean Ton...
2025-07-25 03:49:24 +0000 UTC View PostIn the academy corridor.
Locke was pondering ways to break his predicament when the history teacher, Alder Franklin, suddenly appeared.
Alder Franklin, about sixty, wore a black eyepatch over his left eye and gold-rimmed glasses over his right.
A student accompanied him.
L...
2025-07-25 03:49:03 +0000 UTC View PostAurelian Academy.
Red brick grounds, cloistered corridors, graceful fountains, and noble white marble statues, along with four three-story buildings painted in creamy white.
This is the most prestigious academy among the seven kingdoms on the continent of Corfu. Countless nobles, whet...
2025-07-25 03:48:31 +0000 UTC View PostKara knew little about Gotham.
Only that Arkham Asylum was infamous, housing many mentally unstable metahumans. It was both prison and hospital, perfect for Ian’s mental state, where he should stay a few days.
“Hm? Cousin’s got ties with Arkham?” Ian frowned, suspecting Kara w...
2025-07-24 07:49:11 +0000 UTC View PostFew cards to play?
This likely tied to the big shot’s reluctance to see Superman die, coaxing and tricking Ian to solve the issue to prevent his death.
As Ian pondered this, the world’s colors surged back, sounds flooding his ears. Kara “came alive,” exhaling the breath held d...
2025-07-24 07:48:39 +0000 UTC View PostThe world fell silent.
Even the light from the apartment lobby’s chandelier seemed frozen. Such power, Ian realized, wasn’t something an ordinary reaper could wield.
Blame his low Intelligence stat, unable to sustain his brilliance, causing his wisdom to glitch at non-critical mom...
2025-07-24 07:48:04 +0000 UTC View PostAvoid Gotham at all costs.
It’s bad luck.
Ian had lived by this DC Universe survival rule since arriving.
“Even dogs won’t drink it, but you can, cousin,” Ian said, pulling the straw from the cola he’d sipped, flipping it, and handing it back to Kara. Her expression, b...
2025-07-24 07:47:31 +0000 UTC View PostThe gains from becoming a fractured mess were sweet. Ian, wincing in pain, felt inwardly satisfied. Lying on the ground, he activated his [Healing Frenzy] skill.
The skill was as reliable as ever. Instantly, a searing force pumped from his heart to his limbs. Fractured bones made faint “c...
2025-07-24 07:46:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe pendant really responded!
The icon on the status bar changed.
Its name changed too.
This could only be the big shot’s response. The Death Knight had clearly done something, upgrading Ian’s [Death Knight Kin] status to [Death Knight Devotee].
It seemed like a small ...
2025-07-24 07:46:21 +0000 UTC View PostThe smell of disinfectant turned sharp.
Tessa, the reaper he’d known for two days, left Ian dumbfounded with her reaction. He wondered if he’d mistaken her for someone else, perhaps a twin sister?
There were plenty of reapers.
They existed everywhere life did, scattered acro...
2025-07-24 07:45:40 +0000 UTC View PostSlashing himself twice? No problem.
Even stabbing his heart twice would be fine!
What was this?
Pure [Berserker] occupation experience! Ian felt a pang of regret, wishing he’d built a better rapport with Tessa, the reaper. Otherwise, he’d have shamelessly begged her for a lo...
2025-07-24 07:44:55 +0000 UTC View PostChalk dust hung suspended in the classroom air. Outside, a bird’s shadow was pinned to the curtain, and even the sunlight had stopped flowing. This was some kind of ability belonging to Tessa, the reaper.
But Ian only caught a whiff of that pleasant fragrance.
He saw no figure.
<... 2025-07-24 07:43:58 +0000 UTC View PostIan would attend class today.
Mostly because he needed to find a backup plan here. Yes, the boy he had met in the cafeteria before, Ian had recalled last night who he was.
Sam Winchester.
A character comparable to Homelander or Hannibal, an interloper in this world.
He lik...
2025-07-24 07:43:13 +0000 UTC View PostIan’s furious outburst was loud.
His accusation at Madison drew the class’s attention. Whispers stopped. Over thirty pairs of eyes turned to Ian, brimming with curiosity.
“Huh?”
Madison’s hand hung midair, still in the pose from pushing Ian. She slowly withdrew it, her...
2025-07-24 07:34:53 +0000 UTC View PostHonestly, Ian didn’t like big ones.
But his eyes sometimes had their own ideas.
While digging into the plane crash details, Ian watched the cheerleader’s video four or five times.
All for rigor, just hunting for overlooked accident details.
“Too fake, full of tech an...
2025-07-24 07:34:19 +0000 UTC View Post