spirapira
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Monday at noon, in the first-year theory classroom. The moment the twelve o'clock bell rang and Lady Amisha departed, the young witches bolted out of the classroom. "Go, go, go! Hurry to the second-years next door!" Mo Lan trailed behind the young witches. She wanted to watch the spectacle, yet feared being ganged up on by the upperclassmen. The second-year witches had just endured the baptism of their workbooks and been forewarned of the dreadful news about exams, only to find their classroom doorway…-
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Mo Lan's words made all the young witches lower their heads. That's right! They weren't studying for anyone else's sake. Honestly speaking, were the workbooks really worse than the problem-summary essays? No, they weren't. It was only through completing the workbooks today that they realized how much they had missed or forgotten in the chapters they'd already studied. Between problem-summary essays and workbooks, which one taught you more after completion? Without question, it was the workbooks. Workbooks…
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It couldn't be that the person who invented magic coins simply didn't want them to allow repeated energy deposits and withdrawals, could it? It was probably because making that feature work was extremely difficult. Mo Lan had crafted so many cards by now, and the crafting cost of a card was fundamentally tied to the difficulty of the function it needed to achieve. Looking at the projected functions again, although they didn't explicitly mention repeated deposits and withdrawals, they also didn't specify a…
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Chapter 86 - The Screaming Wind Chime Flower "It's always shaking around like this for no reason! Probably because all its leaves got plucked off and the stem was damaged—it can't support this little bud anymore!" Lilith said, "I heard Lady Amisha say that when it screams, the bud swells up like a big mouth. I really want to see that!" "I do NOT want to pass out again. Two whole weeks! I wasted over three thousand Mana—do you know how many Cards I could have made with that!" Even now, the thought made…
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The card was entirely black with purple-gold trim along its edges. On the back was a purple-haired Sorceress with her eyes closed. Before her floated a large gilded book, and hovering above the book were several cards. It was rendered in a rather ornate comic art style. The upper half of the card's front featured a rectangular frame containing a realistic oil painting of the Book of Cards. Below the frame was the card's information. Across the entire card, apart from the illustration inside the front…
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The bell struck ten times, and the black-robed Amisha strode into the first-year alchemy classroom right on schedule. Under the eager gazes of the young witches, Amisha rummaged through the pile of miscellaneous items beside the lectern and produced a stack of parchment. She distributed two sheets to each young witch. The young witches held their two flimsy sheets of parchment, thoroughly puzzled. Why paper? Weren't they supposed to be learning how to make a Grimoire today? Who among them hadn't seen their…
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Chapter 18 - Simple Meals Workshop "A sprite? You ran into a sprite too?" Several more young witches came over. Every single one of them had encountered Bi'er while passing through the farmland, and the sequence of events was nearly identical each time. Bi'er, who had supposedly been about to leave, had never actually left the farmland at all. It seemed that every time a new young witch passed by, she would "inadvertently" reveal herself, luring the witch into chasing after her. Then she'd suddenly appear…
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This news struck Vasida like a bolt from the blue. For the other young witches, it was hardly good news either. As far as Mo Lan knew, among all the first-years, only she and Iris knew how to cook. Vasida still couldn't quite believe this terrible news, and turned to their senior Lilith for confirmation. "That's right. The headmistress's Magical Feast spell is only cast once—on the night of the enrollment ceremony. The Witch Academy has always taught survival and combat in parallel. The primary survival…
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"How is that possible! This is absolutely delicious! Even better than yesterday's Magical Feast!" Vasida alternated between bites of meat and rice, her eyes squinting shut with happiness. "Something this good obviously needs to be savored slowly!" Mo Lan shook her head in amusement. "You! You were starving last night—you probably couldn't even taste anything properly. Lady Amisha's Magical Feast isn't just for show, you know!" "But it really is better than anything I've ever eaten in my entire life!…
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Vasida nodded vigorously, her head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice. "That's right! I really did try my best to respond to everyone, but I just had no energy left." "I'd just had a huge meal before coming to the academy." "Normally, that would keep me going for at least two or three hours!" "I didn't expect that as soon as the talent test ended, I'd start feeling hungrier and hungrier." "Thankfully the banquet started quickly, so I finally managed to recover!" Having seen how she'd been eating…
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