A Strict Teacher

Masters... had originally been a title reserved for players ranked in the top ten of the Holy Spirit ladder.

As the number of Holy Spirit Players gradually increased, players with over 4,500 points also came to be called masters.

The five Kelo Hill Academy apprentices standing before Helan were precisely five masters at the very pinnacle among more than a hundred thousand Holy Spirit Players.

But no matter how fierce they were on the Holy Spirit Battlefield, in reality they could only sit on little wooden stools and tremble.

"White! Didn't you have the task of guiding visitors from Lu'ersike Magic Academy today?"

"Brela... you should be in the Magic Stone Class classroom right now!"

Yellow Robe walked up to the five apprentices and reprimanded them one by one.

Seeing them lower their heads, Sansa looked extremely anxious.

The battle on the Magic Web livestream showed that they had just won a team fight. As long as they pushed down the middle lane and destroyed all the enemy structures, they would claim victory.

Yellow Robe's arrival had left all their heroes standing motionlessly in place.

"Yellow Robe seems to remember every student in his academy... he even knows which classes they attend."

Helan's thoughts upon seeing this were completely different from Sansa's.

"That's terrifying. Good thing I didn't come to Kelo Hill Academy back then," Sansa whispered.

Helan did not know how to respond to Sansa. Compared to Gray Robe, the headmaster of Lu'ersike Advanced Magic Academy, when Helan had once gone to see him, the sage had not even been able to recall her name.

"Um... Yellow Robe!"

Sansa could already see on Magic Web Vision that the enemy was about to revive. She gathered her courage and tried to draw Yellow Robe's attention and ire.

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