Terrylima, this beautiful city, had always been hailed as the jewel of the Holy Empire. Even setting aside the renowned landmark that was Rhine Magic Academy, countless business opportunities could be found here. As Rhine Academy grew ever more famous, its admission requirements became increasingly stringent. To keep those who had come in admiration from leaving disappointed, many intelligent and learned people had established their own academies in the city. The already immensely prosperous city was faintly showing signs of becoming the world's foremost city of learning.
Rhine Magic Academy had been established for over two hundred years, and countless powerful figures had emerged from its halls, making outstanding contributions to the development of the Holy Empire. Its current principal was Harvey Terry, the Icebinding Saint, who had long since entered the realm of Magic Saints.
Its teaching staff was not its only exceptional feature. The academy itself possessed an absolute advantage: the concentration of mana around it far surpassed that of anywhere else in the world. The entire academy could be compared to an enormous fountain of mana, constantly gushing out magical power as though it cost nothing. Naturally, those who cultivated within it achieved twice the results with half the effort. As for the principle behind it, mages had investigated countless times without finding an answer. They could only regard it as a treasure bestowed upon the world by the God of Light.
Although there were still more than half a month before the start of term, the broad streets were already packed solid with students arriving from every direction. To their surprise, the first task upon arriving was not earning a valuable spot through the mana test, but finding a suitable inn.
"Is my wife really here?"
The black-haired boy asked the female companion at his side.