Inside the Dean’s office, the environment here looked very beautiful, and the layout of the garden was very refined.

  One could tell with a look that the master of this place had great taste.

  Now, Autumn was using a wind-element spell to send herself here.

  She had just fooled Thor and Hermione into staying put in the laboratory before she came to the Dean’s office.

  After landing, the huge garden in front of her eyes was Autumn’s destination this time.

  In the middle of this huge garden, there was a building that looked like a castle.

  It was also the one and only building here.

  Everyone in the Saint Bauhinia Magic Academy knew that this castle was Dean Ofia’s office.

  After she arrived, Autumn did not move recklessly. Instead, she stood where she was.

  Normally, one would not be able to meet a Saint-rank instructor without the instructor’s summon.

  This was because this huge garden was actually a magic barrier set up by Ofia.

  Without Ofia’s permission, ordinary people would not be able to enter at all.

  There was once an advanced mage who had mistakenly entered this magic barrier.

  He had starved for three days and three nights and was still unable to find the way out.

  According to him, after entering this barrier, it was like entering a world filled with gardens, there was no way to correct one’s direction, and the spells cast were all ineffective.

  One could imagine what it was like to throw an advanced mage in there for three days and three nights.

  In any case, Autumn definitely did not want to try it after hearing about it.

  After waiting for a while, the garden suddenly began to move.

  Its appearance also became completely different.

  From the front of Autumn, it gradually arranged itself into a road, as if it was inviting autumn to walk forward.

  Autumn naturally knew that the Dean was asking her to go over, thus she directly stepped in.

  The moment she walked in, the scene in the garden instantly changed.

  The originally wide garden suddenly disappeared and only a grassland was left.

  There was only an ordinary house on the grassland.

  Beside the house were a table and two chairs.

  A very beautiful woman was sitting on one of the chairs, holding a porcelain cup and drinking tea.

  The means of a Saint-rank mage were actually so magical.

  Autumn did not feel the instant when she arrived at this place at all, and the magic defensive items on her body did not react at all.

  It was as if the two scenes had switched seamlessly.

  Just as Autumn was in a daze…


  “You’re here.”


  Ofia’s ethereal yet sweet voice rang in Autumn’s ears, pulling her out of her dazed state.

  “The magic power in your body has been growing. It seems that you haven’t relaxed in your cultivation. You’ve done well.”


  Ofia’s eyes contained a hint of a smile as she looked at the demon race girl in front of her.

  When she first came to the academy, she was still a troublemaker.

  In less than a hundred years, she had grown to become a Tier 9 mage.

  Her talent was very good.

  Ofia’s eyes were filled with praise.

  However, when she heard these words, Autumn felt a wave of shame in her heart.

  She had not been training recently.

  She had only been teaching the little Lord at Lady Emily’s place.

  She had not meditated to cultivate at all.

  Noe that she thought about it, it was strange. Although she did not meditate, Autumn felt that the magic power in her body was constantly increasing.

  This was what made Autumn seem as if she had been cultivating.

  If Dean Ofia knew what Autumn was thinking, she would definitely be so angry that she would vomit blood.

  Autumn walked in the direction of the house, while she walked, there was a hint of respect.

  “Dean Ofia.”


  Looking at the Dean in front of her eyes, she had snow-white skin and was wearing a white Saint-rank mage robe, with a face of that like a young girl.

  The lifespan of a Saint-rank powerhouse was usually very long, their average lifespan was around three to five hundred years old.

  As such, even though Ofia was already at the age of a grandmother, she still looked very young.

  In terms of looks, she was not inferior to Autumn at all.

  Of course, as a demon, Autumn was born with a very long lifespan.

  In comparison to all the creatures on the continent, the lifespan of humans was also on the short side.

  For a demon noble like Autumn, it was very easy to live for a few hundred years.

  If a demon reached the Saint-rank, it would even be possible for them to live more than a thousand years.

  Autumn bowed. This was both a courtesy to the Dean and respect to a Saint-rank powerhouse.

  Ofia gracefully extended her hand and gestured at Autumn to sit down.

  A cup of black tea appeared out of thin air in front of Autumn.

  There was still tea to drink, so it seemed that she wasn’t looking for trouble with her.

  Autumn looked at the tea that the Dean had prepared for her, and her heart relaxed.

  If she really got into trouble and was discovered, then what was waiting for her now would definitely not be black tea.

  It would be a lecture.

  Just as Autumn had yet to figure out why the Dean had called her here, the Dean spoke.

  “I called you here to tell you that the trials of the Four Great Magic Academies that are held once every twenty years are about to begin. As the newest Tier 9 instructor of the Academy, I need you to lead a team to participate in the hunting competition this time.”


  The trials of the Four Great Magic Academies? What was that??

  On top of that, she had to lead a team herself? Please don’t joke, Dean. She didn’t even know what it was, yet she had asked her to lead a team, wasn’t this a joke?

  Actually, these were just common knowledge that the instructors in the Academy should know.

  However, as a newly promoted Tier 9 teacher, Autumn really didn’t know much about the things that were considered common knowledge among the Tier 9 mages.

  Therefore, Autumn’s face was filled with confusion.

  She had no idea why the Dean would suddenly say such things.

  This was also the drawback of growing up too quickly.

  After all, the increment of magic power could rely on talent, but experience could only be accumulated over time.

  Ofia had also predicted Autumn’s reaction, thus she calmly sipped on her black tea and explained.

  “You know about our Academy’s Trial Tower. It itself is a special magic relic that can connect to the space of consciousness. Combat and learning in the magic relic will only consume the user’s spiritual power but will not harm the body, and so it can be said to be one of the best magic relics to train a mage.”


  Hearing this, Autumn nodded.

  As a student of the Saint Bauhinia Magic Academy, how could she not know about the Trial Tower?

  Every student that studied here had to enter combat countless times in the Trial Tower before they could advance to become a mage of a higher rank.

  This was especially true for battle maniacs like Autumn, who had once treated the Trial Tower as her home.

  Naturally, she also knew that this Trial Tower was actually a mysterious magic relic, which was in the hands of no other than the Dean.

  But why was the Dean suddenly telling her all this?

  What did this have to do with the upcoming trial and leading the team?

  Seeing that Autumn was still completely clueless, Ofia was a little annoyed.

  “Autumn, you shouldn’t only think about cultivating. You should also understand more about the knowledge in the Academy and interact with others.”


  Hearing Ofia’s words, Autumn was so ashamed that she couldn’t even lift her face. Autumn thought to herself.

  “My dear Dean, It’s not that I don’t want to interact with others. I immediately had ‘friendly interactions’ with instructors of two other departments after I had just come back. I even obtained three Tier 9 magic scrolls as ‘gifts’ from them. After all this, who else would be willing to communicate with me?”


  However, Ofia thought that Autumn had realized her problem.

  “Since that’s the case, I’ll tell you some secrets about the Academy’s Trial Tower. Listen carefully.”


  Ofia did not blame Autumn. Instead, she took the initiative to help her catch up on her knowledge.

  Her palm lightly brushed through the air, as if it was enchanting something.

  Before Autumn could see the specific situation clearly, she noticed that in Ofia’s hand, there was a crystal clear thing that looked like a small tower.

  “This is one of the most important magic relics of our Academy, the Trial Tower.”