School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

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Owen broke the silence first, thinking to himself:

"Your silence, is it because, given my status as a saint, you can't simply fob me off with 'you'll know in time'?"

Laughter echoed in his mind from Eldrich:

"Legends say that saints are endowed with early wisdom and great intelligence, and it seems they are right. Since the saint understands the reason, I should not delve into these bizarre matters."

Owen nodded slightly to Eldrich, saying no more.

As for the headmaster's speech, Owen paid it no heed.

He already understood the workings of the academy.

The academy was divided into two factions: research magus and battle magus.

These factions coexisted without conflict.

However, it was strictly forbidden for battle magi to harm research magi.

The reason was simple. Battle magi relied on various items:

Arcanergy artifacts, arcanergy potions, arcanergy sigils, arcanergy scrolls...

All these were the creations of research magi.

For battle magi to antagonize research magi would be unwise.

Therefore, the Grand Magus Academy had this rule explicitly written in its statutes.

This was to prevent some battle magi from troubling the research magi.

Owen naturally chose to be a battle magus.

Not because he lacked energy, but as a dragon, what he had in abundance was time.

But now, he needed to strengthen his abilities, and the path of the research magus seemed less suited for him.

Battle magi were categorized into ten elemental types: wind, water, fire, earth, wood, ice, thunder, darkness, light, and elementless magic.

Each type of magic was further divided into six levels based on the strength of the mana used, namely "novice magic, intermediate magic, advanced magic, supreme spell, forbidden spell, grand forbidden spell."

Each battle magus generally chose their path based on their preferred element.

Among them, those with a "special constitution" stood out.

For instance, the Children of Light constitution, which grants a thousandfold, even ten thousandfold affinity with the element of light.

In such cases, practicing other forms of magic would be utterly uncomfortable.

Owen's Gold Divine Dragon bloodline also counted as a special constitution.

It could be said that each race has its corresponding element... except for humans.

Humans can practice whatever magic they desire, a fact that is the envy of all other races.

As for how far one can go, that depends entirely on one's fate.

Owen, aware of these nuances, was unconcerned.

As a Gold Divine Dragon, he could master various elements; elemental affinity was not a barrier for him in learning different types of magic.

He had a profound affinity for every element.

The first three months were tediously foundational, a period for laying the groundwork for students.

Everyone attended classes together, with no detailed division into specific magical streams.

The curriculum was very basic, including courses like:

"Magic Theory," "Magic History," "Foundations of Magic," "Herbology in Magic," "Teamwork and Communication"... and even "Morals and Responsibility."

"Morals and Responsibility" made Owen chuckle and shake his head.

Well, magi talking about morals.

This was extremely important for humans, as the majority of those who could become magi were one in a million, and most of them were commoners.

If the Grand Magus Academy did not teach these principles, and the magi went on to commit misdeeds, it would tarnish the very purpose for which the Academy was founded.

Of course, Owen was not idle during these three months; in fact, he became quite notorious.

Not because he did anything earth-shattering, but because he was absent every time his name was called in class.

It would have been one thing if he simply skipped classes.

Most importantly, some students, trying to emulate Owen's absenteeism, were caught by their teachers, reprimanded severely, and even had their parents summoned.

Those students were harshly reprimanded.

Yet, Owen faced no consequences, and teachers eventually started skipping his name during roll call.

This quickly let the new students know that Owen was no ordinary student.

Even the school teachers gave him a wide berth, not daring to meddle.

Rumors even started circulating that Owen was a prince of the current kingdom.

Meanwhile, Owen was completely absorbed in the library, studying novice and intermediate magic.

As for higher-level magic, he believed in not biting off more than he could chew and chose to start from the basics.

Owen wasn't the only one who became famous; Erin also did well for herself.

Known for her extraordinary beauty, she was dubbed the foremost among the top ten beauties of the new students at the Grand Magus Academy.

Her constant presence by Owen's side only fueled more speculation about his identity.

Undoubtedly, he was a child from a family of high status.

Finally, three months passed.

After gaining a basic understanding of magic, everyone began to diverge into their respective fields.

Owen became even busier, dedicating all twenty-four hours of his day to study, leaving no time for himself.

Because he was learning the magic of all ten types.

This monumental task was unknown to others, and Owen had no intention of sharing it.

Erin, meanwhile, briefly parted ways with Owen as she chose the path of a research magus and couldn't attend the same classes as him.

One day, after class, Elwin was organizing his teaching materials.

He was a professor of thunder magus, mysteriously assigned to teach freshmen.

Owen approached him, "Professor Elwin, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

Elwin glanced at Owen, seemingly aware of his identity, and said nonchalantly, "Go ahead."

"I came across an advanced magic spell called Thunder Resonance in the ancient texts, but I can't seem to grasp its essence... Could you tell me more about this advanced magic?" free(w)ebnovel(.)com

Elwin's eyes flickered slightly, speaking softly, "You've practiced it?"

Owen nodded, "Of course, but what I conjure is a scattered field of electromagnetic thunder, utterly unusable. Moreover, this field seems to be trying to infiltrate my body."

Elwin's pupils contracted slightly, surprised by Owen's high talent, already delving into advanced magic.

And even making some discoveries.

He spoke gravely, "You should stop practicing Thunder Resonance. It's a forbidden spell and not meant for cultivation."

Owen, surprised, raised his eyebrows slightly, "But this spell is listed in the 'Compendium of Advanced Magic'. Why is it a forbidden spell?"

"Initially, your superficial practice would allow you to sense the domain of thunder, aiding your transition into the master-tier. But now, you've delved too deep. To fully realize its true purpose would be troubling."

"The true purpose?"

At this moment, Elwin scratched his head and sighed softly,

"This magic was developed by a grandmaster-tier magus. Its original purpose was to draw lightning into the body, increasing the body's affinity for the thunder element."

"However, increasing elemental affinity should start from the spiritual aspect. He took the wrong approach. Thus, this spell can only be used for Thunder Body Tempering, enhancing physical strength and slightly increasing mind power."

"The sole purpose of this spell is to allow thunder element students to feel the domain of thunder, easing their transition into the master-tier. That's why the version you saw is neutered."

"I didn't expect your talent to be so high, starting to reshape the magic, tracing its origins. Remarkable, truly remarkable. But this spell causes significant damage to the body, so you better stop researching it."

He admired Owen's talent greatly.

If he didn't know Owen's race, he would have taken him as a disciple.

Aren't dragons' mind powers supposed to be weak? Why does it seem different with Owen?

Could it be because he's a saint?

Elwin spoke with heartfelt concern, but Owen automatically filtered out his last sentence.

His mind was greatly stirred.

Thunder Body Tempering? The mere thought was thrilling.

He must obtain this forbidden spell!

"Thank you, Professor Elwin."

"No need to thank me, it's my duty."

Watching Elwin leave, Owen silently planned how to find this forbidden spell.

It undoubtedly existed in the library.

As Owen walked through the campus, he was startled by a familiar voice:

"Get out of my way! The academy rules state that battle magi are not allowed to lay hands on research magi!"

"Lay hands? I'm merely trying to court you."

"I've already rejected you!"

"Your rejection is your business. Pursuing you is mine."

Looking over, Owen saw Erin surrounded by a group of boys in magic robes.

"Interesting," Owen muttered, as the Sunforged Tree leapt from his space ring into his hand.

"Whoosh--"