Fighter Jet in the Magic World!

Tristain Academy of Magic.

It was a medium-sized enclosed academy built in a pentagram layout, with five stone buildings and a central spired tower connected by five outer walls.

The main structures—the walls, stone buildings, and spire—were all white.

However, the roofs of the stone buildings and spire came in different colors.

The five stone buildings were yellow, red, white, blue, and gray, representing earth, fire, wind, water, and void respectively.

These stone buildings were, in fact, the classroom buildings.

Other than the gray building representing void, each of the other four buildings had a white corridor connecting it to the central spire, whose tiered roofs were green.

Inside the spire were the headmaster's office, treasure vault, grand hall, great dining hall, and other facilities.

Inside and outside the buildings stretched lush green lawns, a pleasing sight that put one at ease. As expected, the air here was exceptionally fresh as well.

At this moment.

Chelsea stood before a mirror, looking herself over after changing into a new outfit.

A white wrap top, a black short skirt, brown knee-high stockings paired with black boots, along with the brown cloak assigned to first-year students and a twenty-two-centimeter wand issued to her.

Of course.

She also had her own Teigu, the makeup case known as "Transformative Freedom: Gaia Foundation," and the Shingu "Rattlesnake" whip on her.

This was the room assigned to her by the academy, located on the third floor of the gray stone building.

"Magic sounds interesting. I hope I can learn it. You can do it, Chelsea."

Chelsea smiled brightly at her reflection and cheered herself on.

She knew full well that she would certainly have to gather intelligence on more unknown worlds for the World Government in the future.

If she wanted to stay alive, she could only