Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

"So there is finally a Star Student who is a Mage huh…

And to think she is not a Vesta."

A student spoke up and hearing his words, Vaan frowned.

"Oi."

He called out.

"What do you mean she is not a Vesta?"

The reason Elara was bullied in her childhood was because she didn't have the Vesta Blood running through her veins, Vaan knew that it was a sensitive topic for her and even though these students weren't trying to ridicule Elara, she might not take it that way.

"She is Elara Flameheart, is she not?

If there is Flameheart in her name, then doesn't that mean she is not a Vesta?" the student questioned with a frown on his face.

"That's not entirely incorrect.

Technically she is not a Vesta…"

Vaan nodded in agreement and hearing those words, Elara froze.

"Yet.

She is not a Vesta yet."

Vaan spoke with a smile on his face as he tightened his grip around Elara's hand.

"Yet?" the student titled his head in confusion and as if he had been waiting for this moment all this time, Vaan jumped in.

"She is only my fiancée right now, so we are not technically married yet.

But once we do get married,

She will become Elara Vesta, right?" Vaan turned towards Elara and questioned.

Elara simply lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Wait… you are her fiancée…?"

One of the students questioned.

"Of course." Vaan nodded with a proud look on his face.

Then, he glared at all the male students sitting in the class and, "So don't get any wrong ideas, alright? She is mine."

After the case with Elric, Vaan's possessiveness had shot through the roof. This time, he decided to give out a fair warning to everyone who might have any wrong ideas.

And just as he expected, he could already see a few students snorted as they looked away with a frustrated look on their faces.

Using this moment, Vaan made sure to remember these students. He would be more careful whenever these people try to approach his Elara.

Elara was an innocent girl who was polite to everyone, due to this, some people might not respect her boundaries, and knowing that full well, Vaan decided to guard his future wife from all these people.

'You touch her and I'll fucking kill you.'

Vaan swore in his mind.

"Oh ho? My Class seems quite heated up after their break."

Suddenly, a playful voice was heard. The students turned toward the woman who just walked into the room and the woman smiled,

"I also see some new faces today,

So the new students are finally in, huh?

Well then, please take your seats, people."

The teacher spoke with a gentle smile on her face.

Vaan and Elara moved up and sat together, there were around 30 students in the class and once all the students were settled down, the teacher walked toward the podium and glanced at her class.

"So? Shall we start the first day with some introduction? I am sure it will help all the new faces we have here. I'll be the first to start,

My name is Lyra Everwood, you people can call me Professor Lyra. I'll be your guide through the intriguing world of Basic Elemental Theory. As a 6th Circle Mage, I've had the pleasure of exploring the nuances of elemental magic, and I'm here to assist you in understanding its foundational principles.

I believe that learning should be an engaging journey, so don't hesitate to ask questions, share your thoughts, or seek guidance for I'm here to help you comprehend and appreciate the beauty of elemental magic."

Professor Lyra exuded a captivated air of elegance, her presence was a harmonious blend of poise and warmth, highlighted by her graceful and refined demeanor. With chestnut-brown hair flowing down her shoulders, brown eyes that matched those hairs, and a gentle overall appearance, she emanated an aura of approachability and wisdom.

She wore a flowing robe made of ethereal fabric, the garment was adorned with delicate embroidery. Beneath the robe, she wore a simple yet tasteful combination of cream-colored blouse and trousers that allowed freedom of movement.

"Now, shall we move to the students?

Let's start with the new students, you, the red-haired cutie, shall we start with you?"

Professor Lyra spoke as she pointed at Elara.

"I-I am Elara Flameheart, a 4th Circle Mage and I am looking forward to learning from you, Professor Lyra."

"You are a 4th Circle Mage?" Lyra was taken aback.

She quickly glanced at the tablet she had brought with her, then looking through the information of her students, her expression changed,

"To think there is a Star Student in my Class…"

She then glanced at Elara and smiled gently, "So you are not just a cutie but also a genius, huh? I am looking forward to seeing how you will perform in the Academy, Elara."

"T-Thank you, Professor." Elara lowered her head in embarrassment.

Professor Lyra smiled, "You can sit down now,"

She then pointed at Vaan, asking him to introduce himself,

"I am Vaan Astra Vesta, a 3rd Circle Mage."

"So you are Lady Astra's son, huh?"

"That is correct." Vaan nodded.

"I have quite a few big names in my class, I am nervous." The Professor chuckled, then, signaling Vaan to sit, she pointed at other students.

The introductions went on, as first, Vaan was listening attentively, according to Astra, the students attending the Agresia Academy were called Elites, so he was looking forward to knowing more about his classmates, soon, however, Vaan quickly lost his interest.

As someone from the Vesta Family, his standards were skewed, the Mages in the class were simply average in Vaan's eyes and no one in particular attracted his attention. which only discussed the theory part and didn't talk about practical aspects of Magic, the class couldn't keep Vaan's attention for more than 5 minutes either.

In the end, Vaan just decided to observe his fiancée who was listening to the professor's words with an attentive look on her face.

"Don't you already know everything she is teaching? Are you not bored?" Vaan questioned.

"You should remain attentive in the class as a display of respect toward the professor who is teaching us, even if you know the topic, there are chances that you can learn something new."

Elara's response was simple.

"…"

Vaan simply stared at the model student sitting right next to him with a deadpan look on his face and didn't say anything.

The next 2 hours were one of the longest two hours of Vaan's life, he couldn't believe that his first day at the Academy would be this boring. He dreaded thinking about how he would need to spend the entire day sitting through classes like these, but then, the script changed.

"Oh, so I was right to believe that there are new faces amongst the Mages huh…"

After Professor Lyra walked out of the class, a bunch of students with swords strapped on their waists walked in with big smiles on their faces.

The moment they walked in, a heavy atmosphere fell over the classroom, the old students seemed to know who these people were, and… it didn't seem like they had any intentions to resist them.

And as if they already knew that, the group of swordsmen walked into the classroom with carefree looks on their faces, then the one leading them snorted,

"Tsk, I can't believe there are still new Mages coming into the academy even now,

Why would anyone want to choose an occupation whose God has already stopped blessing its people?

Why would you intentionally want to become weaker than others?"

"Maybe because they are a bunch of pussies who are too afraid to put in actual work and can only bury their heads inside a stupid book all day?"

"Hahaha! That could be true!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The group started laughing.

"Hey Hey, don't be like that. There is a Star Student amongst them, you know?"

As the group continued to laugh, one of them stepped up and spoke.

"Oh? A Star Student? Amongst Mages?"

The others in the group were surprised.

"Mhm, what was her name again? Right, Elara Flameheart. I heard she is in this class."

"Elara Flameheart, eh? That name has a nice ring to it. Maybe she is a beautiful woman looking for a suitable partner? A partner that is not a weakling Mage."

Big smiles appeared on their faces, they didn't seem to care about the fact that a Star Student was in this class.

After all, why would they?

As long as they were Basic Mages, Star Student or not, they would still need at least 2 seconds to cast even a single spell, no? Those 2 seconds were far more than enough for them to take care of someone who never once trained her body, especially when the person was a woman.

"Oi."

Then suddenly, a student sitting in the class finally called out.

"Do you have a Deathwish or something?"