Chapter 33: Mastering the Teleportation Spell (Part 3)
Mark opened his window.
Stretching lazily in the crisp morning air, he headed to the bathroom to wash up. A smirk played on his lips as he changed clothes.
Finally, the day’s here.
Today would be a historic moment in his life.
Skipping from Class Seven straight to Class Five. I can’t wait to see the looks on those Class Six losers’ faces.
The Shirone bullying incident wasn’t any one person’s fault, but Mark had undeniably been the ringleader.
At fifteen, his imposing physique made him the de facto leader of Class Seven. In the world of magic, physical strength meant little—but among kids, size alone was enough to command fear.
And since he had magical talent to back it up, no one questioned his authority.
"Young Master, how are you feeling?"
A lean-framed man entered the room—Mark’s private teleportation instructor. Though hastily hired by his family for this urgent task, the man was a certified 9th-rank mage and a skilled tactician, leaving Mark satisfied.
"Not bad. What about Shirone?"