Chapter 87
When they entered class, the teacher in charge was already there waiting for them. He’s wearing the robe of the magic tower.
’Does Gusion know him?’
"Hello class, I am one of the mages from the Magic Tower, Viggo Besturd, Enchanter level, and I’ll be teaching Philosophy of Mana and Aura Ethics," he introduced himself wearing a soft smile.
I was the one who named him but still, I can’t help but laugh as soon as I heard his name.
’Wait...’
I stopped laughing as I try to remember what his role is. I looked back at him again and can’t help but furrow my brows.
".... You’ll be seeing me every Monday from 5 to 7, the course I’ll be teaching you about exploring the art of strategic spell casting, including mana conservation, spell selection, and tactical application of magical abilities."
Viggo Besturd is one heck of a sh!tty bastard. Not only that, he’s easily jealous to someone who’s inferior to him that has more magic power. He only got to his position as an enchanter thanks to his family backing him up. Lastly, this ugly sh!tty bastard is also freaking pervert.
"I don’t like how he’s staring at our fellow female classmates," Christian suddenly whispered next to me.
"You noticed it too?"
"Look, there he goes again," he pointed at basta, I mean at Professor Besturd. He only entertains the female students when they have a question and would look at them with a hint of malicious gaze. Meanwhile, he would scowl at the male students when they try to ask questions from him.