"Teacher, is Ophelia still in the capital?" Bexia asked nervously, afraid that he might have missed something important.

"What? Missing her already? But let me tell you, Ophelia left two nights ago. Don't feel sad, it's not because of you. She just didn't want to see you, so she left in the middle of the night!"

"How could Ophelia do this? Why doesn't she want to see me?" Bexia started to feel annoyed. Ophelia's sudden departure left a bitter taste in his heart.

"Maybe she didn't want to say goodbye to you!" Bor sighed and continued, "Ophelia has always been exceptional, but she is also stubborn. She didn't have many friends, although she was close to Kervy when they were young. But when it came to the struggle for the throne, Kervy changed completely..."

Bor's words carried a tinge of sadness. Being born into the royal family was a good thing, but it also had its own hidden sorrows that ordinary people couldn't see. Power can change people completely.

"Ophelia cares about you a lot. She herself said she doesn't like goodbyes. Instead of feeling sad about parting ways, she chose to leave without a word. She also asked you to stay in the academy and promised to come back to take care of you if you can't reach her expectations!"

"That sounds like something Ophelia would say..." Bexia felt a pang of sadness.

"So, don't let this affect your mood. Ophelia has high expectations of you, especially after hearing about your strong magical talent. She wants you to study with me."

"She also told me to put aside martial arts and focus on studying with you..."

"Alright, that's enough! The promotion test is in two months, and I need to prepare well!" Bexia could clearly tell that Bor's words were not sincere. The first part might have been what Ophelia said, but the rest was definitely Bor's own addition.

"Are you dense? You are already my student, why do you need a test? Instead of wasting time on that, you should focus on learning more magic!"

"But I've already learned a lot!"

"Learning is one thing, but have you learned how to release magic? What's the use of theory alone?"

"I've learned that too, look!" Bexia raised his hand, and a basketball-sized fireball immediately appeared, followed by several ice blades formed with his other hand.

"Damn! How did you do that?!" Bor stared at the fireball and ice blades in Bexia's hands, his eyes wide open.

"You can release magic without an incantation? How did you do it?"

"It's nothing special. I just visualize the magic formation required in my mind and guide the magic and elemental energy in the air."

"No way?! Only a champion could do that, and even then they can only use some low-level magic. What level are you at that you can do this?"

"Wait! Did you awaken some kind of talent?" Bor fixated his gaze on Bexia, trying to figure him out immediately.

"Let me check!" Bor hurriedly ran to the bookshelf and pulled out a thick book from a corner, flipping through its pages quickly.

"Found it! There are talent abilities that enhance spell casting speed like Elemental Affinity, Magic Affinity, Quick Chanting, and Accelerated Chanting..."

"Do you feel any affinity to magic or elements?" Bor asked, looking up.

"Affinity?" Bexia didn't quite understand the meaning, but still answered confusedly, "When I practice, magic and elemental energy always automatically gather towards me!"

"Damn! You said they gather automatically!" Bor couldn't help but swear again. Was this a human's constitution? Even he, as a champion, couldn't achieve that. It had nothing to do with cultivation but entirely depended on one's personal constitution or racial traits. Humans were not the race that had an affinity to magic and elements!

"How do you feel when you chant spells?" Bor asked again.

"Chanting spells is merely a guiding role. I use my own mental power to guide the magic. I don't need to chant at all. All I need to do is think of the corresponding magic formation, and I can release the corresponding magic!" Bexia replied honestly.

"You... get out! I don't want to see you!!" Bor looked at Bexia's expressionless face and suddenly felt a sense of defeat. He felt like he had been living like a dog all these years. How can he, a king, feel inferior to a student?

"Teacher..."

"Go away! Don't bother me!" Bor turned away and didn't look at Bexia. He felt like dissecting him if he ever looked at him again. This student was simply a monster, with skills in martial arts, magic, and secret medicine. Besides his own king-level power, Bor couldn't find anything else that surpassed him.

The sense of defeat in life is really strong! For the first time in his many years of living, he had this feeling!

Bexia didn't say anything and just left. But as he was about to walk out of the research room, Bor's voice rang out again, "Kid, be careful. Having good talent easily invites jealousy. You should know that jealousy is not something fun!"

"Yeah! I know!" Bexia nodded and closed the door of the research room.

"Why aren't there many people today?!" As Bexia walked in the sunny campus, he looked at the empty path and muttered to himself.

"Master! Today should be the weekend, right?" Christine's voice came from his arm.

"Oh, Christine, you're here?"

"I've always been by your side, but I seem to have had some problems these past few days." After a burst of light, Christine appeared in front of him, wearing the same school uniform as Bexia. As a weapon, she could transform her clothes into anything she wanted, a skill that all girls would envy!

"Problems?!" Bexia asked with concern, "What kind of problems?"

"Here!" Christine grabbed Bexia's hand and placed it on her chest. Under the force of Christine's power, her soft breasts began to sink.

"Master hasn't been paying attention to Christine, and Christine is very sad now!" She pouted, looked at Bexia with displeasure, and blamed him for everything.

"Alright! It's the weekend, so why don't we go where Christine wants to play?" When Bexia first brought Christine out from the guild, he had promised to take her to see the outside world. But he seemed to have never really fulfilled that promise, and these past few days, he hadn't been paying attention to Christine. Thinking about this, Bexia felt a sense of guilt.

"Anywhere is fine as long as I'm with Master!" Christine happily held onto Bexia's arm.

"What a rebellious answer!" Bexia rubbed his head and started to think about where to go in the capital city.