The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

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One of the meteorites' abilities is to absorb the magic power, and even life force, of other people and then transfer it to another person.

This is the foundation for everything that happened afterward.

In this magical world, strength is everything.

Unfortunately, magic doesn't open its doors to everyone; it's only available to those exceptionally gifted chosen ones.

However, everyone has the desire to become stronger, even those with the worst aptitude.

By chance, some mediocre people learned about the meteorite.

So they used meteorites to orchestrate one human sacrifice after another, transferring the lives and magic of the victims to themselves.

This also explains why, shortly after each mass disappearance, ordinary people suddenly become rising stars in the magical world.

The stone tablet previously found in the Misty Forest is very likely made of these meteorite fragments.

If this line of thought continues, Ryan is certain that someone is planning to carry out human sacrifices at the magic academy.

The goal, of course, is to transfer the lives and magic of the academy's students and mentors to someone else.

The magic academy gathers most of the young generation of magical talents on the continent, making it arguably the most concentrated place of magic power on the entire continent.

Previously, sacrificing some ordinary people was enough to increase their strength so much in a short time, even breaking through the barrier between mortals and geniuses.

If the entire magic academy were sacrificed, the beneficiaries of the sacrifice would most likely awaken eight, or even nine, magic circuits.

Nine magic circuits...

That's a level of strength that even Ryan couldn't have imagined.

Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain.

The mere existence of light is equivalent to a natural disaster.

So, who exactly would dare to carry out a human sacrifice right under the nose of the Vatican?

Is it someone from within the Vatican, or a high-ranking member of the academy?

Or is it one of the four countries?

Ryan: "..."

Ryan had a vague feeling that an unseen hand was hidden in this seemingly ordinary academy.

Now, that hand has slowly closed, ready to completely destroy this beautiful scene.

He had to take action.

It's time to make yourself stronger.

Dual-attribute mages, and the legendary fusion magic, only recorded in ancient books...

Ryan walked out of the library, looking at the clear sky above and the laughing students around him.

He silently clenched his fist.

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"I never expected...it would turn out like this."

During lunch break.

Ryan gathered all the mentors together and then presented the results of his investigation over the past day.

After listening to Ryan's words, Freya rested her chin on her hand, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and she thought seriously.

“I support Mentor Ryan’s conjecture. In fact, when I was deciphering the inscription on the stone tablet, I discovered some content related to sacrifice.”

"My mentor Ryan's assumptions also align with the conclusions I reached during the translation process."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Norma frowned, her eyes flashing with furious rage: "Who on earth has the audacity to conduct a human sacrifice in the academy?! Are they tired of living?!"

Veronica's expression was serious, and her fiery red eyes burned with barely suppressed rage.

"I think it's necessary to inform Lady Orina about this matter."

Veranika's suggestion was approved by everyone.

“However, Lady Orina won’t be back until the day after tomorrow,” Ryan said. “In the meantime, we still have a lot to do. For example, we can investigate the area around the academy to see if there are any other stone tablets.”

"At the same time, we will send people to investigate who buried the stone tablet in the misty forest. Perhaps that person is the clue to breaking the deadlock."

Daphne slowly raised her right hand: "...Find the stone tablet...I can do it."

Norma tossed her neat short hair, a confident smile playing on her lips: "I used to be a member of the Moonlit Knights. Intelligence gathering and infiltration are my specialties."

"As for the inscription on the stone tablet and the sacrificial magic, leave that to me to investigate." Freya's expression was more serious than ever before.

Ryan nodded and continued assigning tasks to the mentors.

The mentors present didn't care about this either.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Ryan had become the de facto leader in everyone's hearts.

Tracy rested his chin on his hand, looking at Ryan's serious expression, somewhat dazed.

Until recently, he was just an ordinary tutor.

Now, however, he has become the pillar of this small team. It seems that as long as he is there, all problems can be solved.

She was just like her, a mage with five circuits, and her strength was about the same as hers.

In terms of economic strength, they are far inferior to me; in terms of connections, I only know a few people.

But where does this feeling of security come from?

Finally, everyone's work was arranged, and soon only Ryan and Tracy remained in the office.

"Sister, you've been staring at me ever since this started. Is there something on my face?"

Tracy stared at Ryan in a daze and subconsciously poked his face with her finger.

"Yes, I have."

"There's an idiot."

Ryan smiled and gently placed his hand on Tracy's pretty face, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.

There's a saying that women who drink alcohol frequently experience faster skin aging than others.

However, Tracy's existence completely refutes this claim.

Perhaps it's due to her constitution, but she has an innate affinity for water. This is why her skin is always moist and radiant, feeling like the finest silk to the touch.

So much so that Ryan even had a misconception.

My own hands might accidentally scratch her face.

"What's wrong? Are you bored or feeling sidelined because I didn't assign you anything to do?"

Tracy squinted, feeling the temperature on her face.

"Sometimes, I feel pretty useless. Besides drinking, I don't seem to have any particularly outstanding skills. I'm not as agile as Norma, nor as knowledgeable as Freya, and even Daphne can help me..."

Besides, I've never competed against Veronica before...

She almost kissed you...

However, Tracy simply couldn't bring herself to say these words.

Ryan flicked her forehead lightly.

Hey! What's up?!

“You don’t look like yourself at all looking so dejected.” Ryan imitated Tracy, pretending to hold a wine glass, and then made a hearty toasting gesture to the air: “No matter what happens, you always have a smile on your face and shout, ‘Cheers! To a brighter tomorrow!’”

"This is the Tracy I know."

“So what!” Tracy puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction. “I haven’t been drinking all the time… and I’m going to start quitting drinking.”

Besides, even the strongest person has moments of melancholy.

After all, no one's heart is made of stone.

Ryan stretched out his body and then leaned back in his chair.

"However, you don't need to worry about this. After all, everyone has their strengths. It's just unfortunate that this time it didn't involve your area of expertise."

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have met them, and naturally, this small group wouldn’t exist today. In a way, you are also a core member of this group.”

Tracy lay on the table, staring blankly at Ryan, the man who always tried to comfort her whenever she was down.

Although the reasons given for comforting her always seemed so lame to her.

Yet every time, I can always feel warmth.

Tracy smiled quietly.

What an idiot.

"Then tell me, what am I good at?"

"I'll tell you when you quit drinking."

"Ugh! That's disgusting!"

Tracy patted Ryan's arm, stood up, and the gloom from before vanished.

"I have class in a bit, so I won't keep you any longer!" With that, Tracy turned to leave, but stopped just as she reached the door.

She turned around, her long silver hair spinning as she twisted her body.

Shining brightly in the sunlight, it was as beautiful as a painting.