The Greatest Archmage To Have Ever Lived [OP MC, LitRPG]

Students filled the hallways in clusters, some heading to their next classes, others lingering in conversation. The academy had that particular energy of late afternoon—the day winding down but not quite finished, everyone caught in that liminal space between obligation and freedom.

Sael had changed Eirwyn's appearance before they'd left the headmaster's office. A simple transmutation, making the staff look like nothing more than a plain wooden walking stick. Unremarkable and forgettable. The last thing he needed was to parade a powerful artifact through a school full of impressionable young mages.

Sadly, they still attracted attention.

It started subtly. A few glances in their direction, double-takes from students who recognized Orion. Then more direct stares as people noticed the older man walking beside him.