Vellandelle thought it was a good start that Veronie was willing to communicate with her.
Apart from Veronie’s cold personality, she was one of the very few female leads with a relatively normal worldview.
“Ahem, everyone sure has a lot of questions. The teacher can feel how enthusiastic you all are. But for now, let’s get back on track—we’re about to start class.”
Vivilian clapped her hands, signaling everyone to quiet down.
Thanks to Vivilian’s words, the crowd gradually settled, as they all knew that they came to Aurora Academy to learn, and they were curious about the level of this young teacher.
“Before we officially begin, I need to ask: are there any students here who know nothing about Magic and have never studied it before?”
The classroom fell silent; most of the students came from noble families of the Royal Palace, so they had naturally been exposed to Magic since childhood.
Even those rare commoners who managed to enter the Academy wouldn’t choose such an expensive subject unless they had extraordinary magical talent.
Seeing the situation, Vellandelle hesitated for a moment but finally raised her hand cautiously.
“Teacher… I’ve never studied Magic before.”
All eyes immediately turned toward Vellandelle, making her toes curl up awkwardly.
Although she didn’t want to stand out like this, if no one admitted to being untrained, Vivilian might skip the basics. To be safe, she spoke up.
Veronie glanced at Vellandelle in surprise.
She sensed a considerable amount of magic power within her, so why hadn’t she learned Magic?
The fact that Vellandelle had never studied Magic probably meant her status wasn’t very noble.
Several boys, seeing her stunningly beautiful face, began to entertain thoughts.
Meanwhile, some of the girls with elaborate accessories sneered at Vellandelle, as if they had found an easy target to manipulate.
“You idiot, you shouldn’t have said that,” Veronie quietly warned.
“I was afraid the teacher would skip some parts,” Vivilian said gently.
“Since that’s the case, we’ll start from the very basics of Magic.”
Vellandelle breathed a sigh of relief in her heart—thankfully she spoke up, or the teacher really might have skipped it.
However, because of Vellandelle’s action, many people began to feel hostile toward her.
Then, as if realizing something, Vivilian continued with her usual gentle tone, “Of course, even if you’ve all studied Magic before, I will still begin with the basics. Some parts may seem simple but often contain profound principles. The foundation is the key to learning.”
“Listen carefully, and I guarantee you’ll gain extra insights.”
After Vivilian’s words, the hostility toward Vellandelle noticeably decreased.
Veronie’s voice sounded again.
“The teacher is lying; she said that for your sake.”
After a pause, she added, “However, she shouldn’t have asked in the first place—it might lead to you being ostracized or bullied.”
“Don’t worry, I’m pretty strong!”
Vellandelle smiled nonchalantly, propping her chin up as she curiously observed the cold-faced Veronie.
“Miss Veronie, why are you so concerned about me?”
Upon hearing this, Veronie immediately fell silent and stopped responding to Vellandelle. Vellandelle smiled sweetly.
She knew that when Veronie was interacting with others normally, the more she ignored questions and maintained her aloofness without any special reactions, the stronger it indicated her fondness for the other person.
Of course, it was also possible her question was just a bit too abrupt.
“From ancient times until now, Magic has been divided into eight elemental attributes: Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Thunder, Wood, Light, and Darkness. Everyone’s affinity for these elements differs, leading to different specialized magical paths. However, the basic structure for casting Magic is nearly the same for all.”
“When casting spells below the rank of High Magic, magic marks appear on the body to release spells. For High Magic and above, spells must be cast through conjured Magic Arrays. These are common principles everyone should know.”
Vivilian explained as Vellandelle quietly nodded.
This was not unlike Arcana.
Arcana was always about perceiving the energy of the world and sketching runes to release spells.
Each person’s runes varied because of their unique perception of the world.
Differences in Arcane perception resulted not only in different rune shapes but also rune lengths and power.
Magic is fixed—it uses the body as a carrier, absorbing external elemental magic to form patterns either on or off the body, and these patterns, or arrays, release the magic.
Arcana is esoteric and requires full comprehension; since each person’s runes are different, it is deeply personal.
Magic, by contrast, is fixed.
Once you memorize the patterns or arrays, as long as your body and magic power can handle it, you can release the spell.
Arcana is rooted in the self, borrowing external magic to release one’s own truth-based arts. Magic, on the other hand, treats the self as a converter to fully utilize elemental energy.
“Because humans are merely borrowing Magic, to manifest the invisible elements into tangible spells, a medium is required. Ancient mages quickly discovered that the human body is the best medium.”
“Our ancestors observed that when the ancient Dragon Race unleashed their terrifying flames, strange glimmers appeared on their scales or horns. They copied these patterns onto themselves as magic marks, which then allowed them to release Fire Magic…”
Vivilian’s explanation was much in line with Vellandelle’s understanding.
However, she hadn’t expected the origin of Magic to be explained this way.
Veronie seemed to ponder something and nodded thoughtfully.
Most of the class had learned Magic early on, but knew nothing about its origins.
“I see…”
Of course, they treated it just as a story, unaware of its deeper implications.
Then Vivilian’s next words shocked everyone.
“I once saw a strange ancient tree. Curious, I replicated the tree’s growth rings as magic marks on myself and tried to activate Wood Magic. Something miraculous happened—I actually released a buff spell that strengthened my body.”
“What? Teacher, are you saying…”
“That’s right. I researched and found that in ancient times, it was common knowledge that everything in nature has its own operating patterns. Even the most ordinary tree’s growth rings could be used to cast spells to some extent. Such an important truth has been forgotten by people today…”
Vivilian’s words instantly sparked everyone’s interest.
They all wanted to go outside and observe—whether tree rings, flower patterns, or various other textures, all could become magic marks?
Vellandelle was slightly surprised.
In her view, all magic marks had to be purchased and studied.
High-level magic patterns made Magic a costly profession.
She, who had always spent her time playing games without a care, never imagined Magic was actually embedded in every corner of the world.
Then why hadn’t this “common knowledge” been taught to every commoner?
Probably because it might shake the authority of the divine and royal powers, Vellandelle thought, glancing at the ever-cool Veronie.
The Elf race—an older race than humans—seemed similar to humans but closer to nature.
They could see more things and learn secret knowledge through the legendary Tree of Vitality’s fruit, possessing unique Arcana.
They could also release strange magic by observing the Tree of Vitality and its fruit.
For them, these principles were probably already well understood.
“…”