"I'm here for the mission selection."
Ronan walked up to several Academy Wizards and handed over the bronze token he had received when registering earlier.
One of them gave it a cursory glance, then checked Ronan's Spiritual Power cultivation before quickly nodding. "Approved. Level Seven Apprentice. Go wait over there."
Ronan gave a soft acknowledgment and quietly moved to the side.
Beneath his robe, his long fingers casually toyed with a magical item resembling a shard of broken mirror. His feelings were rather strange at the moment.
This was Ronan's first time using the effects of the Mirror Magical Item fragment.
Unlike the two people calling themselves "Francois," who had deliberately disguised themselves as high-level apprentice wizards to intimidate others, he had instead replicated the aura of an ordinary Level Seven Apprentice, concealing the Spiritual Power fluctuations of his Level Nine Apprentice rank.
Ronan did not know whether this would prove useful, but there was never anything wrong with keeping a low profile while away from home.
Just like on the day the town had fallen into chaos—wasn't the reason those two black-robed men had targeted him because, among the low-ranking gray robes on Water Drop Street, his strength as a high-level apprentice had stood out like a lightbulb in the Black Night?
After waiting for a while, faint voices drifted over from the academy's direction.
"They're here."
The Academy Wizards present reminded everyone, and those who had come to see them off promptly and obediently stepped aside.
Soon, a group appeared before them.
They were all dressed as Academy Wizards. The man in the lead wore a silk robe bearing Hoddam Academy's green-vine emblem. He had fair skin, handsome features, and hair meticulously combed back, with an exquisite silver ornament adorning his forehead.
To Ronan's eyes, this handsome middle-aged