The crowd, including many freshmen who had never truly understood the concept of the "extraordinary," looked as though their jaws were about to hit the floor.
They looked toward the sky:
Amid the boundless stars, countless ancient incantations seemed to echo as they were slowly chanted, every syllable carrying the power to soothe and repair.
It was a fifth-tier ability that only Grand Magicians could wield:
Epic Trait—Stargazer—Weaving a Net Like the Stars, Bringing Forth Light Never Before Born
Yet even such powerful magic only temporarily stabilized the expanding cracks. It did not fully repair them.
"Only Tier 3 Pollution.
It isn't fatal yet."
Old Constance sighed, his voice carrying a trace of weariness and helplessness.
He knew full well that this was only temporary calm.
The true storm was still brewing, so he immediately ordered the dormitory supervisors leading the students from each academy to take their assigned freshmen back.
Then, he turned around,
dragging his heavy steps toward the ancient and mysterious Star Observation Tower deep within the academy.
The vast, lofty Star Observation Tower soared into the clouds, its summit seeming to touch the boundary of the stars.
This was the most important place for research and practice within Lorenz Riel Academy of Astronomy.
However,
just as the Old Dean was about to enter the Star Observation Tower,
Anta, the dean of Quiet Forest Language Academy and the strongest of Lorenz Riel's Life Lineage, suddenly called out to him:
"Dean,
your body..."
Her voice was filled with concern and worry.
But Old Constance merely smiled faintly, waved his hand, and spoke in a relaxed yet resolute tone:
"It's nothing, nothing.
These old bones of mine are still sturdy."
But when he truly entered the Star Observation Tower alone and faced the countless ancient astrolabes monitoring the Current