On the Black Prison Battlefield, Zheng Qing had once heard Vice Principal Ruo Yu say something.
The main idea was that when ordinary people faced legends, they often chose to look up. After looking up for too long, they lost the ability to stand as equals with legends—this was why, in reality, only legends could contend with legends.
Back at school.
Faced with a genuine legendary being, even if it was only one of Its projections, the students of Astronomy Class 08-1 found it difficult to summon the courage to resist.
Thus, the awkwardness and doubt Zheng Qing had anticipated never appeared. The entire Magic Spell Class ended steadily in an efficiency and calm rarely seen on ordinary days, without stirring the slightest ripple.
This atmosphere even spread into the afternoon's Talisman Class. It was not until dinner that Zheng Qing heard a classmate sigh, "Today's study efficiency was unexpectedly much higher... If things were like this every day, we wouldn't need to worry about failing to get our Registered Wizard certificates three years from now."
"You're dreaming!" someone nearby immediately shot back. "Only a true bookworm like you could ignore the strange atmosphere around the academy and fill your head with nothing but study efficiency and exams. If things were like this every day, the Wizard Alliance's First University ought to be renamed the Demon Alliance's First University."
"Quiet!"
"Shut up! Do you have a death wish?"
Several other voices spoke almost at once, suppressing the heckler. A small patch of unexpected silence appeared in the dining hall, but it lasted only briefly. The clatter of spoons, chopsticks, forks, trays, bowls, and plates soon rang out one after another, and the chatter among the young wizards rose again—more fervent than before.
Zheng Qing did not turn around, but he