He still prefers something more mature.

The one-hour massage passed in Ryan and Maeve's arms and legs, and Ryan gradually made Maeve's eyes show a hint of love.

She even had the audacity to act coquettishly with Ryan, who was rumored to be brutal.

Ryan still didn't do anything else to her, so Maeve could only leave with a pout.

The relaxed Ryan picked up a magic book and continued reading. When he got tired, he took out some treasures to meditate.

There were fifty-three treasures delivered at noon, most of which were first-level treasures.

Ryan gave half of the treasure to the ancient book and kept the other half for himself.

The fifteen treasures he absorbed also provided him with 487 points of 'source energy'.

Ryan's hand flipped through the ancient magic book. Time passed like flowing water, and the sunset greeted Ryan who was reading again.

Have the epiphany of ancient books.

I finally finished reading this small pile of magic books that day, which led to a comprehensive improvement in my magic skills.

He has dabbled in fire magic, lightning magic, ice magic, and so on...even healing magic.

He stretched, rubbed his temples, and stood up from the desk.

The epiphany he experienced in one day consumed his energy to a great extent.

He didn't ask Maeve to help him wash up. He just turned off the lights and fell asleep on the bed.

The next day, Cecily's clear voice rang in Ryan's ears.

"Master, it's time to get up. You're going to be late soon."

Ryan opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Cecily with some confusion.

"Late? Why are you late?"

"The master lifted your confinement last night. You need to go to the academy today."

Ryan used up too many brain cells yesterday, which resulted in him feeling a bit listless this morning.

After helping the dazed Ryan change into his school uniform, Cecily hurried over pushing the food cart.

At this time, Ryan gradually came to his senses and finished his breakfast in a hurry.

He grabbed Cecily's face twice, causing her to scream softly, then went downstairs and took a carriage to Bristol Royal Academy.

The Bristol Royal Academy is just as its name suggests. Those who can study here are either rich or noble, and are all descendants of aristocrats.

Although there are also civilian students, it is no surprise that each civilian student has the support of other nobles.

In short, Bristol Royal Academy is a truly aristocratic college.

Moreover, it is an old academy established at the beginning of the empire.

The carriage was moving on the road, pulled by unicorns, which were unique to the Elf Forest.

The carriage was printed with the Grey family's unique lion logo, causing the nearby carriages to slow down and give way.

As a marquisate family, the Grey family cannot afford to offend these petty viscounts and barons.

When they arrived at the academy, the coachman came forward, took out a small stool and placed it under the door of the carriage, then knocked on the door.

"Master Ryan, we've arrived at the academy."

Hearing the sound, Ryan stepped on a small stool and got off the carriage.

Looking at the majestic and solemn college gate and the young men and women who were getting off the luxurious carriages one after another.

Ryan felt like he was back in his student days.

Walking through the gate, I looked at the academy that occupied one-fifth of the area of ​​the royal capital.

There are many buildings including teaching buildings, libraries, dueling arenas, magician towers, etc.

"Ryan, you uneducated scoundrel, how dare you confess to Sophia?"

Ryan looked towards the source of the sound.

It's Damon Meeker.

A first-level intermediate warrior.

Sophia's most ardent admirer.

The Meek family has been intermarried with the Ward family for generations.

And Damon is one of the most talented people in the Mick family.

They are also the people who have the greatest chance of marrying Sophia.

It would be strange if Ryan was in a good mood after being provoked and ridiculed so early in the morning.

Hearing Damon's naked provocation, he gave him the middle finger and said, "Shrimp bastard."

He ignored him and walked towards the magician's tower.

Although Damon didn't understand the meaning of Ryan's actions, he felt that it was not intentional.

Faced with Ryan's disregard for him, his face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at Ryan.

"Ryan Gray, I, Damon Mik, challenge you to a duel in the name of a warrior!"