"I'm truly sorry for the trouble, Instructors..."
In the West District of Hua Xia City, at the plaza that had already been reduced to ruins, Old Dragon humbly welcomed the academy's many instructors.
The instructors who came were all dressed in the Shaping Department's distinctive black robes. Compared with the attire of instructors from other departments, theirs looked far more solemn. In fact, the instructors of the Shaping Department had always been much stricter in temperament than those of the other arcane departments.
As a faction that directly researched pure energy, they were often criticized by their peers as crude craftsmen. Yet this faction also wielded the most violent arcane arts of all the arcane factions!
For that reason, Shaping Department mages tended to be especially meticulous. The more advanced the Shaping Department mage, the greater the destruction they could cause, and the more they needed a rigorous, even harsh, personality to control that destructive power. To them, even a minor mistake could cause destruction that was physically impossible to reverse. Thus, when an accident occurred, the Summoning Department was usually the hardest to deal with among the arcane departments, but the Shaping Department was often the one no one wanted to see. Their accidents were usually nothing short of catastrophic...
When they learned that an elemental rampage had occurred at the base, the academy's Shaping Department instructors rushed to the scene without the slightest hesitation. They knew that even if the children in the base were not high-level, an uncontrolled release of pure energy could cause damage devastating enough to harm the planet itself. For a lord whose territory already had such a weak foundation, that kind of damage could sometimes be fatal.
The instructors had already come to regard this place as the academy's future home, so naturally,