Osen City, Babylon Academy of Magic and Martial Arts.
After breakfast, Han Shuo bought a new set of clothes before arriving at the academy that morning. He went to the library first, secretly returning the two magic books he had once asked Jack to steal, Necromancy Basics and the Magic Dictionary, to their original places. Only then did he head straight for Fanny's laboratory.
The laboratory door was open. Wearing a black magic robe trimmed with gold and a pair of black-framed glasses, Fanny held a Magic Wand in her left hand and a pen in her right. She was drawing magical diagrams on the round platform in the center, explaining something as she worked.
Beside her, Fitch put on an attentive expression, but his eyes kept lingering on Fanny's face. With her glasses on, Fanny looked a little less alluring and radiant, and a little more serious and intellectual. In Han Shuo's eyes, she was no less beautiful. Somewhat entranced himself, he gazed at her a few moments longer.
After finishing an explanation, Fanny looked up at the dazed Fitch and asked with a frown, "Fitch, did you understand?"
Fitch instantly snapped out of his trance. He nodded and said with a smile, "Teacher Fanny, your explanation was very clear. I understand."
When Fanny looked up at Fitch, she noticed Han Shuo standing at the door. He was now slightly taller than Fitch, and his constant training and fighting had given him a strikingly martial bearing. He stood there with his back straight as a javelin, without any of the physical frailty typical of mages.
Fanny froze for a moment, seemingly surprised by the changes Han Shuo had undergone without her noticing. But when she saw him gazing at her with an entranced expression, her heart inexplicably fluttered and