Chapter 207. About the Entrance Exams
In the Ixalaria Continent, several countries thrived alongside independent cities managed by Academies, Sects, Clans, and Guilds. Among these, one name stood out—a name that echoed through the halls of power and ambition. It was the Starfire Academy, one of the top three academies in the North. Though not as dominant as the Bank of Atlantis, the Federation, or the Overlords of the North, the academy was a formidable force, having produced countless immortal practitioners. Every aspiring mage or scholar dreamed of joining its ranks, drawn by the promise of knowledge and prestige.
Inside the hallowed halls of the Starfire Academy, an urgent meeting was underway. A council of the most influential figures convened, each representing the essence of the academy’s power.
"These are the lists of colleges that we intend to ban permanently," a treeman said, his voice deep and resonant as he passed a scroll to the figure seated at the head of the table.
The figure, cloaked in shadows, reached out with a skeletal hand and took the list.
"What list? There is only one name," the principal of Starfire chuckled, amusement dancing in his hollow eyes.
There was only one name was inscribed on the parchment—Elite Academy of Magic and Technology.
A flicker of fire appeared in the skeletal hand, consuming the paper within moments. The treeman stared in confusion, unsure of the principal’s intentions.
"Principal, this is serious!" the treeman exclaimed. "Their license to operate should be revoked!"
"I heard that little Serena enrolled a few students in her academy. So, according to the rules, she has indeed welcomed new students. We are not going to banish the academy. Their license remains intact," the principal declared, his tone final.
The treeman fell silent, knowing better than to challenge the principal’s decision, even though he is dissatisfied on how the principal defending that lower rank branch. As the meeting continued, the air was thick with tension and the unspoken fear of competition. Another teacher stood up and started taking, "Principal, About the Entrance Exams....."
Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the academy, the treeman’s clone opened its eyes, the essence of its creator flowing through it.