Chapter 97 : A genius and a crazy professor
Professor Rick adjusted his spectacles and clapped his hands, commanding the attention of the buzzing classroom.
"Alright, everyone. Let’s begin with the very basics," he said in a cheerful but firm voice, striding up to the projection board at the front.
With a flick of his wrist, a glowing red rune appeared on the smart board, etched with smooth, looping strokes and angular curves.
"This," Rick declared, stepping aside, "is the fundamental rune for unleashing a Fireball Spell. F-rank. Nothing fancy, but deadly enough if you mess it up."
Murmurs broke out among the students.
He then turned toward his desk, pulled out a fresh parchment, and calmly replicated the rune with practiced ease.
Once completed, he infused a faint trace of mana into the paper.
The rune pulsed, gleamed—and with a sudden fwoosh, a small fireball burst into existence, zipping forward a few feet before fizzling out harmlessly in midair.
Gasps echoed through the room.
"As you can see," Rick said, brushing off his hands, "I don’t even have a fire affinity. But with runes and a bit of mana control, I can still pull off a fireball spell." He smiled, the tips of his gray-streaked hair catching the ambient glow.
He turned to face the class, his expression now a little more mischievous. "Now, your turn. Draw this exact rune on your parchment. But—" he raised a finger, "only infuse mana after you’re sure the rune is correct. If it’s wrong, well..."