spirapira
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Chapter 245 - In Deep Water and Scorching Fire When the Academy bell tolled and Lady Amisha said "class dismissed," the young witches actually felt as though they had survived a calamity. Lady Amisha mounted her broom and whooshed away in an instant. The terrifying water spheres vanished along with her departure. The young witches suddenly went slack, barely able to stand. After managing to gather together, they collapsed onto the ground in a heap. "That wasn't a class — that was running for our lives!"…-
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"If I'm not running away, I'm getting hit. The moment I manage to hold my own, new water balls join in! It's too cruel!" Today, Vasida had gained a few extra shades of despair. Mo Lan had pretty much figured it out by now: "Lady Amisha will keep increasing the difficulty based on our abilities. There's absolutely no way she'll let us coast through this class comfortably, so everyone should mentally prepare for that." The young witches shared her dread: "But it really does hurt!" "That's not even the half…
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Chapter 244 - Evasion Training "That's right! I mixed in some stamina potions." Amisha landed beside them. "You girls should be thanking Vasida and Lilith's Sorceress Magic! Otherwise you'd have collapsed even faster!" The young witches seethed but didn't dare voice their complaints. "I know what you're thinking—that I confiscated your wands and took away your broomsticks, and that you wouldn't be in such a sorry state otherwise. But who can guarantee they'll always have a wand in hand, a broomstick at…
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The young witches: "..." Two to three hundred years sounded like a lot, but the Academy's library collection had a certain degree of lag! The inherited knowledge of witches in all fields had already been systematically researched and compiled back in the era when Lady Traci was active. Most of the Academy's collection dated from that period. After that, new magical inheritances appeared exceedingly rarely. And even when they did, any witch capable of developing new magic wouldn't be weak. With greater…
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Lilith lifted the lid of the teapot to make sure there was no separation inside and that everyone would be drinking the same thing. Only then did she cast a Flash Freeze into it. Vasida immediately drained the plum juice from her cup, then floated the teapot over and poured herself another glass. "It really does taste better with ice!" she said contentedly. Mo Lan, Lilith, and Sylph exchanged looks of speechless horror. "Eat up! Why aren't you eating?" Vasida urged. In Mo Lan and the others' eyes, this…
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"Then keep these for later!" Sylph set the basket down after all. "Sure!" Vasida turned back around and resumed directing her cooking utensils. Sylph instantly understood her current state. Her own Culinary Magic was even worse than Vasida's—she still couldn't command more than two utensils at once. "Have a seat! This is Vasida's 'sour plum juice'—well, it should be 'sour plum juice.' I'm not entirely sure either." Mo Lan pulled Sylph down to sit and stared at her with some anticipation. "Give it a…
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"Far more Beyond Peak witches have died at the Well of the Sky than have passed away from natural causes." These words Amisha left behind echoed in Mo Lan's heart. The Well of the Sky was far more dangerous than the Continent of Valen, yet it was a place she had to go. She absolutely had to prepare in advance! Mo Lan returned to her seat to pack up her things, listening to the video as she called Vasida and Sylph to leave the classroom with her. Her broom blazed out in afterimages, all so she could get…
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The moment Lady Amisha entered the classroom, she set up a black board on the podium. The other young witches didn't know what it was, but Mo Lan knew perfectly well — it was a blackboard, plain and simple. Other places in Valen might have something similar in their classrooms, but the Witch Academy certainly didn't. Witch classes were fundamentally self-study oriented, with plenty of independent reading segments woven into lectures. There was essentially no need for writing on a board, so naturally, the…
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Chapter 203 - Magic Class The afternoon magic class was to be held at the Magic Training Grounds. On the way there, Vasida was still talking about how she didn't know where the entrance to the Magic Training Grounds was. She'd wandered around the area before but couldn't find it. After flying above the Magic Training Grounds and seeing the skylights atop the indoor training ground's tower and the Outdoor Training Ground spread out below, she finally understood: "So the entrance is in the sky!" "Indoor…
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Mo Lan composed herself. Picturing the casting effects from the Mo-Pic in her mind, she pointed her wand at the steel pen nib on the desk and cast the Sharpness spell. Mana surged through her wand and enveloped the pen nib. When it felt about right, she stopped casting. Through her Witch Sight, the pen nib had indeed been coated with a layer of magical radiance. Mo Lan gripped the pen and dragged it hard across the desk. The surface was scored with a groove half a centimeter deep. The pen nib itself showed…
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