Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 217: Stone Paintings
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 295: Twelve People
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1120- Team buff
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 921: Annihilating an Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1119- Drifting Gold Eyes
The following morning, Roel woke up to find Alicia lying on his chest. He looked at the pillow boundary that had been somehow torn down by her and sighed softly.
As usual, Alicia sat by Roel’s side for breakfast, enjoying the latter’s occasional feeding service. Geralt looked much more spirited after venting in the drinking session last night. Paul was as usual. The three of them had a discussion and decided not to take any actions against the transfer students for the time being.
Roel didn’t want to have a fallout with the transfer students from the Knight Kingdom, and he was responsible for maintaining peace and stability in the academy as a Ringbearer too. William’s action was indeed provocative and had undermined the authority of the Ringbearers, but they hadn’t done anything significantly harmful to the academy.
After breakfast, the three of them proceeded to their classes.
To Roel’s surprise, he encountered William in one of his classes.
It was the Burst Magic Class, which was a prerequisite to some of the spellcasting classes in the Second Grade. Its goal was to enhance the students’ fighting ability by optimizing their spellcasting speed. Needless to say, this class focused heavily on practicals.
Swiftness was a crucial aspect of fighting, not just for martial arts but spellcasting too. It could easily mean the difference between victory and defeat. Often, there were veteran soldiers who survived the battlefield, not by their overwhelming strength but by the swiftness of their spellcasting.
That being said, destructive prowess of the spells was also one of the grading criteria, for swiftness without ample might was meaningless. There was no point in bombarding an enemy with weak spells that hardly caused a scratch.
After several months of lectures and practicals, the students had made considerable improvements in dishing out burst magic. In comparison, Roel had hardly improved at all. He had already maxed out on his burst magic prowess and couldn’t make any significant improvement.
The fact that Lilian had off
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